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Post by selenethewerewolf on Feb 12, 2014 23:37:05 GMT
"Sure," she said and walked over to him. "I usually keep the fire wood in bin near the kitchen. That way it doesn't get wet from the snow." she said and motioned to the bin that was in the corner. While he was off getting the wood, she took that time to peel off the silly dress, but returned the cloak around herself. For some reason, she felt off without a cover around Dusty. >//n//> She began to start on the fire with the wood she had. She used a flick of her magic to start the flames since her magic was fire affilated.
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Post by dustyshooves on Feb 12, 2014 23:52:24 GMT
Dusty nods. “Ok, back in a moment.” he says getting up and heading off to get the wood, and just as fast he was back with the wood on his back. “Here we go.” He says biting some and tossing it into the fire then putting the rest close to it and sits down next to where she was. “You have a lovely home. Very… Home like.” He says with a grin at her. “Ran down in some spots, but it just adds to the story.” He looks at the dress she took off and shakes his head. “I think it looks better on you then off. Do you have a stand for it? Shame for it not to be put up on show, or at least up where it belongs.”
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Post by selenethewerewolf on Feb 13, 2014 0:23:06 GMT
"Teh, it really isn't home like at all. It looked better when I was child." she turned and looked at the dress she discarded on the floor. "Its does have a stand. Its upstairs, though." she said. She also knew her Mother was there too >n> "I can just run up there and put it on the stand." she said, grabbing it and pulling it over her back.
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Post by dustyshooves on Feb 13, 2014 0:53:21 GMT
He gets up and pulls it off her back and in a moment had it properly laid out her back so it will not get wrinkles. “Do be more careful with that Dress, hate seeing it tossed all over like that.” He says heading to the stairs. “And home is where your heart is. If your heart is here, then it’s home.”
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Post by selenethewerewolf on Feb 13, 2014 1:04:57 GMT
"Yes, I suppose you are right." she said and followed him to the stairs. Only by the time she reached the top had she realized he followed her. Oh, great! Her mom! She trotted the closed door where the extra room was and opened it, praying that her mom wasn't there. It was empty. All that was in the room was the mannequin for the dress. She sighed in relief and went over to mannequin to slid the dress on it.
"If I can find a job, I would love to fill this house with furniture again." she said, fixing the dress and brushing it off. "Since all of my furniture had been ruined."
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Post by dustyshooves on Feb 13, 2014 1:24:43 GMT
He follows her into the room. “Maybe ah can help? Ah can’t do a heap of a lot, but ah can try.” He says with a grin. “Ah just can’t sit and not help others, most of all one like you.” He looks back to her dress. “Know the name of the one that made that?”
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Post by selenethewerewolf on Feb 13, 2014 1:33:41 GMT
"One like me?" she asked, tilting her head. She blinked her eyes, then looked back to the dress. Before she could respond, someone answered for her. "Her father had it made for her." said a voice from behind Dusty. Her form began to materialize, but she was still transparent. "I didn't think Hazel would bring someone home." she tilted her head curiously.  |
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Post by dustyshooves on Feb 13, 2014 2:27:29 GMT
Dusty comes close baking his neck with how fast it snapped back to look from where the voice came from, and just as fast he had his hat off and held to his chest. “Well howdy miss, did not see ya. Sorry if ya were not wanting no gusts, but with the snow out ah just can't’ say no to let letting me rest in here. Ah hope it’s no problem for ya miss, don’t mean no harm.” He says with his grin and charm to the ghost without even batting an eye. “And he did a wonderful job on that dress if ah may say, it looks beautiful on her.”
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Post by selenethewerewolf on Feb 13, 2014 2:37:09 GMT
Hazel was blushing with embarrassment. Why did her mother have to get involved?
"It is quite alright. Hazel usually doesn't bring in visitors. Well, not lately." the woman shrugged. "Sorry, my name is Minerva. I am WitchHazel's mother." she greeted the stallion with a friendly smile.
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Post by dustyshooves on Feb 13, 2014 3:21:46 GMT
“Well, nice meeting ya miss. Names Dusty S Hooves and it’s pleasure to meet ya.” He says with a chuckle as he flips his hat up in the air and on to his head. “You have one wonderful daughter if ah may say. Really made this day nice.” He looks over at Hazel and grins happily.
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Post by selenethewerewolf on Feb 13, 2014 3:56:16 GMT
Hazel was blushing profusely by now. She looked up at Dusty, her ears pricked upwards. A smile returned, she was glad he had had fun. She watched her mother began to fade in and out. She frowned softly and began to approach. "Mum, you need to go. You are losing your strength." she said, pushing her face up against her mother's for moment.
"Alright. You kids have fun. It was a pleasure meeting you Dusty." she said and with those final words, faded away.
"Well, it seems my mom likes you too." she grinned slightly over at him.
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Post by dustyshooves on Feb 13, 2014 4:09:58 GMT
He giggles some. “Ah’m glad. She seems nice, if some what transparent haha. Got to say, that was a first. Never dealt with a dead pony like that before, but ah’m not one to judge a book by it’s cover.” He fixes his hat and grins back at her. “So, ware was ah? Ah, yes. Ah’d love to help ya fix some of this up. Ah’m somewhat handy with fixing things up. Now, ah’m not a pro, but ah can make it work.”
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Post by selenethewerewolf on Feb 13, 2014 4:31:27 GMT
"That would be extremely nice of you, Dusty. Thank you." she said, leaning over and planting a gentle kiss on his cheek, right next to one of his sideburns. She a put a protection spell on the dress, then turned to head downstairs. "Come on, I think I have some marshmallows and hot chocolate." she called to him.
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Post by dustyshooves on Feb 13, 2014 4:47:24 GMT
Dusty spaces out for a few moments as his brain registers the fact she kissed him. It’s that he was easily for him to slip up on such a small thing, it was just the fact he did not see it coming at all. But, within moments he is back to full steam and trots after her with a small hope in his walk. “hot chocolate sounds smashing!” he says happily as he grins ear to ear. So, it was colt like to get so happy over such a small thing, but she gave him a kiss! If he gets this time of year, that is want you want to happen, so he must have done something really good.
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Post by selenethewerewolf on Feb 13, 2014 5:09:22 GMT
Back down stairs, Hazel was stirring some hot chocolate over the fire. She couldn't really believe it herself that she had kissed Dusty. But, she was really thankful for the help he had offered. Also, for such an amazing day. She smiled up at him as he caught up. "We could probably also eat some toasted marshmallows too. Could take some sticks off the fire wood." she suggested as she kept stirring the hot chocolate.
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