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fandomtownies2007-05-11 08:02 pm
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J, GOB - Friday noonish
Emma was sitting by a window table, eating a croissant and shielding her mind liek woah to keep from being overwhelmed by all the new people popping up. She'd dropped a postcard in a mailbox, and the only thing else she had planned for the day was a visit to Caritas. She could get to like this vacation thing.
ooc: Open, especially to new shiny adult characters!
ooc: Open, especially to new shiny adult characters!

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"Syvvie! Syvvie! Look! This place is called the 'god of biscuits', can you believe that?"
"So it is!"
"Well, those had better be some damned good biscuits, then."
"With gravy."
"Oh, definitely."
The two old ladies bustled inside.
[ooc: let's try that again with the right icon, shall we?]
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"I'm in the mood for a meatloaf."
"Oh, no, Syvvie, there's no meatloaf. No onions, either. This looks like a pastry shop."
"Then why is it called 'God of Biscuits'?"
"Well, I don't know--ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. My Michael told me about this. In England, cookies are called biscuits."
"Well, a croissant, then."
"Absolutely. Oh, those pies look divine, Syvvie!"
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He was starting to hurt anyway, so Steve decided to have some pastry while he waited for the kid to show back up. It was a small island; surely he would eventually. He limped into the bakery and froze in the doorway. He knew that blonde...
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"Not that I intend to interfere in your personal life sir, but you appear to be in the need of a great slice of cherry pie."
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Actually, he preferred apple, but"Yes," Steve said in a heartfelt voice. "Yes, I am. I'm Steve Rogers."no subject
Well of course. The A on his mask stand for "Apple", not "France""Dale Cooper," he said placing the pie in front of Steve. "Recent arrival to the island. Not to pry but were your injuries the result of the school's recent destruction?"
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Cassie happened to spot a certain tall, athletic blond guy.
She just so happened to drop aforementioned iced tea and stare.
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"...weren't you in New York?" he finally managed.
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Squall nodded back and sipped at his coffee.
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Squall opened his mouth when Dale walked by, but didn't actually say anything.
(Doughnuts. I'll have to remember that.)