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Post by Caitlin on Jul 17, 2005 13:24:15 GMT -5
Agalos scrunched up his nose. "Aunt Alya, I'm 23!" he said. "I don't play with toys anymore!" He shuffled up, slightly depressed that his aunt thought him still so much of a baby, to find something else to do. But not for long -- he had soon convinced his sister to battle him with two sticks.
Ithilwen shook her head. "Boys," she said to Alya. "Agalos!!! You do not call your sister Ungoliant, hear?!"
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Post by Adge on Jul 17, 2005 13:29:45 GMT -5
Alya smiled, "Oops, didn't know they didn't play with toys," she giggled, "I guess I'm gonna have to catch up." she smiled at the peice of fabric in her hands.
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Post by Caitlin on Jul 17, 2005 13:35:35 GMT -5
Ithilwen shrugged. "He thinks toys are for babies now," she said. "Don't worry about it -- you'll figure it out as your young one goes through those stages." She sewed another stitch.
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Post by Adge on Jul 17, 2005 13:36:59 GMT -5
Alya nodded, "What time is it? Landion should be home soon," she said, smelling the smells of dinner being cooked.
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Post by Caitlin on Jul 17, 2005 13:38:27 GMT -5
Ithilwen did, as well. "Dinner already?" she asked. She smiled. "Time flew! And, I don't know, probably soon. I probably should be going home, myself -- I want to be there when Glauron gets home!"
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Post by Adge on Jul 17, 2005 13:50:57 GMT -5
Alya nodded, "I don't mind being alone for a while," she smiled, "You can leave before he get's home," she told her.
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