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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/27/2016 4:54:47 AM
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(Ah, okay. It seemed like you meant he was moving away from it.)
[u][b]Hee hee. Well if you think it's cute then I guess we can stay.[/b][/u]
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She murrs happily, leaning on him.
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*He purrs happily, wrapping his arm around her as they wait.*
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he purrs as well, putting a hand on his chest nonchalantly.
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*He kisses Quincy, hugging him close. Just then, a man walks up, setting two plates on the table. On each plate is a steaming queen crab. He sets down utensils for Quincy to use to cut through the shell, but none for Vorim.*
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"Thank you!" she says happily, noticing Vorim didnt get utensils.
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*The man just grunted and walks away.* [u][b]They've stopped giving me utensils. I just use my claws to cut through the shell. It dulls them a lot but it's worth it.[/b][/u]
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He shrugs. "Makes sense i guess." She starts picking apart the crab.
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*Vorim uses his claws to cut into the shell, slicing through as he opens it up and eats the meat.*
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*After basically shredding the shell, Q picks through the... everything, and uses his tongue to get to the meat.
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*He watches Quincy eat curiously as he slices down the middle of each leg of the crab, eating the meat and moving to the next.*
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He seems to have to remind himself to eat slower...
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*He giggles, going back to paying more attention to his food.*
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Q sips his water, licking his hand-paws clean first.
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*Vorim finishes his food , wiping off his hands and starting to sip some water as well.*
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He sips slightly obnoxiously, seeing if Vorim would copy.
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*Vorim mimics him, smiling playfully.*
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He giggles, sipping louder.
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*He continues, now slurping up the water.*
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Q giggles, beginning to lap up the water like a dog.
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*He giggles as well, ignoring the other people giving them annoyed looks.*
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*he chuckles, trying not to spill as he laps more*
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*Vorim starts to copy him again, although he isn't as careful sand starts spilling his water.*
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He giggles, handing him a napkin.
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*Vorim takes it, drying off the table and his muzzle. He takes his own napkin, drying off Quincy's muzzle as well.*
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He giggles, his eyes glowing a soft silver.
