Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20151101060736/@comment-27226023-20151110085259

"Of couse I would show. I said I would, didn't I?"

"Why yes you did," Calli coyly smirked. "I just didn't believe you is all. Yet here you are proving me wrong. Good for you."

Calli congratulated CC like one would congratulated a child for good behavior and reward them with a gold star sticker.

Both Quinn and Sam reiterated to her the truth on how they came to build the friendships they had now.

"Huh..." Calli said ponderously. She recalled wanting to kill some weirdo who was snooping around her den and making her coyotes uneasy and assumed Sam was that weirdo....then again there were a lot of people in Calli's life she wanted to kill so it could have just as easily been someone esle. An unfortunate hunter, a curious hiker. Those tended to sprout frequently in close range to a coyote den under the protection of a coyote maiden. The last kind of coyote den anyone will ever want to stumble upon and under certain cases gauging their motives, the last one they ever do....

It is true what they say...dead men tell no tales. So therefore that logic dictated Sam couldn't have been the one she met under those cirrcumstances.

Whatever After, Calli shrugged. She felt her memory fog with each passing day but she blamed that on academic workload. While an outer appearance may give the impression that she was not the kind to worry about grades it was quite the contrary. She cared just not to an obsessive extent. Only enough to keep her grades over the 'C' standards. Most subjects taught were boring anyway and she preferred the route of self-education and explorative learning. Mostly being studious to get projects and Thronework the hex out to the way so she could spend the majority of her time freely and being free. And by being free that mostly included traveling into the bowels of Ever After into the darkest pits and enjoying the night life the Dark Forest had to offer. A little bit beyond that if you were looking for clubs and cafes and bazaars of wonderment.

Calli was suddenly aware of CC's compliment snapping her to attention and away from the rant fest going on in narrative.

 "Calli, these are good. My cake isn't thing on these strudels. You've outdone me in my own profession."

 Calli's whole body seemed so to bristle at the compliment, like it shocked her so much that the every hair on her body stood on end, her ears especially. Was Calli arrogant? Hextremely so. Yet the moment she received any kind of compliment that arrogant border was shattered in its palce was a warm and soft humbleness and a level of embarrassment.

"Thank you CC. Maybe just got lucky this time or somethin'," Calli admitted. "I did have help with 'em so..."

 ''"Now who would like to taste my little confection?" ''CC asked.

 Calli was about to answer. It would only be fair after all even if she had aversion to cake. It was a nice looking cake though and made by CC no less. So if there was a cake that would be worth a try it would most certainly be hers.

 Once again she was beaten to the draw.

 ''"I-I would!" ''Quinn's sweet voice volunteered first. Calli felt smile melt across her face and her eyes warm affeciton. A look only ever reserved for her precious person. She was pleased that  Quinn was allowing her sweet tooth to be treated even if just for this occassion.

Then Quinn did something that wiped that love ladened smile right off of Calli's face. The moment Quinn's lacy hands delved into her pockets a new song began on the station. A song somehow fitting to the sight of Quinn sorting through her pockets with increasing agitation during its beginning segments anyway... At some point the girl brandished an other wordly looking worm before dismissing it back into the void of her dimensional pockets.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">After Quinn found precisely what she was looking for the symphony slowed to a more calming, if not, somewhat dreary melody. She presented the cermaic plates and CC methodically placed a slice of cake for each of them the biggest of course presented to the birthday girl. She handed Calli and Sam their respective plates before getting a slice for herself.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Thanks," Calli took the cake. It looked awesome. She dug in first diligently picking out the fresh fruits eating them first. Then she ate the entire slice of cake itself in one bite. "This is pretty wicked. And I'm not usually one for cake."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">The symphony again took a sudden shift in mood and then the room was presented with a chorus of upbeat violens. A rapid tempo began to build, the strain of accelerando becoming more prominent as the piece continued. Calli appreciated this kind of music but it was beginning ot make her head spin somewhat and add unnecessary energy to atmosphre. Calli knew if that kind of music continued she was going to have to get up and excuse herself from the party to go for a jog for some unpremediated amountsof time or go hunting or let off the accumulating jitters with some archery practice and she didn't want to do any of those things during her girlfriend's birthday. No right now she needed music that would calm her down.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I'm actually going to have to agree with Samual over there. This is getting a bit too metal for our llittle tea party," Calli snickered as she went to go fiddle (pun intended) with the radio again. After she helped herself to some more lavender tea to wash down the cake she had eaten, appreciating the smoothness of the blend.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">((current song choice for this post ))