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Tantrum-Prone Imp; Open, requesting Seraph posts first.
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Topic Started: Aug 15 2012, 03:21 PM (543 Views)
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Aug 19 2012, 09:58 PM
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Seraph rolled his eyes. As to be expected. He thought to himself. He headed into the kitchen and set a kettle on the stove. He then grabbed the milk from the refrigerator and filled the kettle just enough to satiate a small child. While he waited for it to heat up, he sat at the table, tapping his hoof in rhythm with his heartbeat.
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Aug 19 2012, 10:12 PM
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Rolling of eyes. Good. Maybe that dumb angel would stop giving his stupid, condescending smile. That was how Final Hour saw his smile, anyway.
She waddled after him, her eyes fixated on the kettle when she got to the kitchen. The little Imp watched the kettle intently, occasionally looking over towards Seraph and his tapping hoof. Mostly, however, she focussed on the kettle. "Milk..."
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Aug 19 2012, 10:35 PM
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Seraph watched Final watch he kettle, his smile slowly returning. "So what makes you like warm milk so much?" He asked. Still trying to gauge reactions and determine the little demon's exact nature. Every creature had habits, it was just a matter of figuring them out and observing.
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Aug 19 2012, 11:41 PM
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Final didn't seem to mind talking to Seraph so much when warm milk was to be had. "Because..." She began. "Because it's what my other mommy made for me... when I was sad..." She explained, looking down at the floor with a pained expression.
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Aug 20 2012, 02:21 PM
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"... Ah..." Seraph said. So she'd been with another family before. "I see. I'm sorry I asked." He got up and grabbed a mug from the cabinet, bringing it down to the kettle. He then proceeded to pour the milk into the mug. It steamed gently, the perfect temperature. He gave the mug to Final "There you are. I hope it's to your liking."
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Aug 20 2012, 07:27 PM
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Final Hour began waving her little hooves wantingly towards the mug as soon as she saw the steaming milk pour into it. Grabbing for the cup, she happily took it in her hooves as soon as Seraph gave it to her. Placing her lips on the edge of the cup, she lifted the mug and tilted her head back, drinking the warm milk quickly. The temperature didn't seem to affect or slow her down. Putting the mug down for a few seconds to breath, she then went back to drinking it as fast as she could until it was gone.
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Aug 20 2012, 09:00 PM
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Seraph laughed a little. "You can really knock it back there." He said teasingly. He would have offered her more, but that would probably lead to all of his milk being drank. "Careful with how you guzzle it down. Might get a stomach ache."
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Aug 20 2012, 10:33 PM
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The imp gasped for breath when she set the cup down again. She looked up at Seraph, her angry glare she usually greeted him with had faded. Slightly. She licked off her milk moustache before speaking. "I don't care. I love it. You don't get it."
She didn't explain further, going back to drinking profusely, and soon she was done. Licking her lips again, she, like some sort of ritualistic action, hugged the cup tightly, before pushing it away. "Done." She announced simply.
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Aug 21 2012, 04:33 PM
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Seraph took the mug and went straight to the sink. He started the water and began the process of washing the mug. "Well, maybe you could make me get it?" He said as he finished and set the dish into the drying rack. "Go on then. I'm all ears."
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Aug 21 2012, 11:24 PM
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The imp looked up at Seraph again. For some reason, possibly the warm milk in her belly, she felt the desire to talk to Seraph about her adoptive parents. It could also have been his aura, but, shouldn't that make her recoil in disgust?
"Well..." Final Hour began, avoiding eye contact again. "My other mommy... her name was Crescent. And I... Nopony my age was very nice to me. They made fun of me because of my teeth... and my eyes... and how small and..." She sniffled. "A-and stupid I was... so I got sad a lot... and... and mommy would give me warm milk, a-and hold me... and sing me a lullaby she made..." She shook with emotion. Remembering all this was painful for the little demon.
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Aug 22 2012, 08:50 PM
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"I see." Seraph said. He went to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of cider from within. "How long ago was this?" He asked out of curiosity. He enjoyed stories, and he felt as though there was something that Final needed to come to terms with.
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Aug 22 2012, 09:02 PM
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Final Hour took a breath, trying to reign in her emotion at recalling the way Crescent had calmed her down nearly every weekday. How long had it been? Midnight... threw her out of hell at least several centuries ago, and then the coma, Crescent and her husband found her, then... Final Hour shuddered and whimpered, skipping past the events of several decades. "U-uh... Um... one, one hundred years ago..." Now this was just a guess, it had actually been more like three hundred years since she... "lost" her adoptive parents. "I-I... miss them..." She murmered, tugging uncomfortably at her scarf.
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Aug 24 2012, 02:12 PM
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Seraph drank from his cider and sat beside Final. "Well if they're as good as you say they are. I'm sure they're toasting to your health in the heavens right now." he said "Maybe when my exile is up I'll get the pleasure of meeting them." he took another drink. "My family's pretty big. Every generation we get new additions, our descendants. Though, I was never lucky enough to get married or have my own children. So it means allot to me that I get this chance with Midnight. She's very special to me."
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Aug 25 2012, 12:01 AM
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"I bet they aren't..." Final Hour whispered, her expression hidden. When Seraph spoke of Midnight, a growl rose from the back of her throat, and the filly-demon glared at Seraph again.
"She's MY mommy. You better be nice to her..." She said, standing up as straight as she could, looking defensive. "Mommy deserves better than you, better than daddy, too..."
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Aug 25 2012, 12:12 AM
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Seraph stared at the little demon filly blankly, then suddenly burst into laughter. "I'm sorry!" he managed to say "I'm so sorry, it's not funny! I know it's not! It's just..." he wiped a tear from his face "You just don't know how right you really are." his heavy laughter simmered down to a light chuckle "Oh, heavens above. You reminded me so much of your mother just now."
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