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Post by Viscid on May 10, 2010 15:52:45 GMT
Cid nodded when she asked if she had wanted her to take another item. When Magma picked the bottle cap, Cid clapped and then made like she was putting a necklace on. The bottle cap could be turned into one, if Magma was so willing. That was Cid's plan for a lot of this stuff if she ever got the materials for it.
The orange girl perked up at the mention of food. She poked her belly and it growled. A grin touched her features and she nodded. Finally, she stood up to her whole, five feet in height, and her tail swished back and forth happily. The orange girl, slid her hand into Magma's and looked up at her expectantly.
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Post by Magma on May 12, 2010 3:14:26 GMT
Her blue gaze watched as Cid mimed the action of putting a necklace on. Amara looked at the bottle cap and let out a curious "ah". There was potential in this little trinket for a piece of jewelry. She smiled at her as Cid excitedly jumped up at the chance of food. Amara was surprised when she put her orange tinted hand in her own, but it was a nice surprise. Magma liked that the younger mutant looked up to her. She was on the X Force an older and more experienced member of the X men, the younger students were supposed to look up to her. Amara lead her like a child to the kitchen.
"So Cid, what are you in the mood for? Grilled Cheese, Pancakes or... eggs? I know it isn't the most colorful menu, but its easy and fast." she asked while walking down the hall.
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Post by Viscid on May 13, 2010 14:49:52 GMT
When Magma started to rattle off the different things, Cid nodded to all of them. The girl would literally eat anything. Every so often she'd still rummage through the trash, only she'd learned to do that when no one else was around. The looks they gave her made her uncomfortable. As they walked, her tail swished back and forth and she made little sounds in the back of her throat, as if trying to have a conversation.
As soon as they reached the kitchen, Cid hopped up and sat on the counter. Her legs swinging back and forth as she watched Magma curiously. Every so often her gaze would travel to the trash can, curious as to what was thrown away through out the day.
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