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Post by Kanchana on Jun 29, 2010 22:14:05 GMT -5
A frown burrowed at Idalia's brow, but she didn't comment. She was just so glad that her son had someone, and that she had children and a good figure made her worthy of him. She gave Maya's arm a gentle pat. "No, no of course not deary," she said with a friendly smile, pouring juice and flipping pancakes onto the plates before the girls. "Eat dears," she said kindly "there is more then enough for everyone." "That's a beautiful horse you have there Maya, is she a welsh cob?" she asked, piling a plate full of every food possible and shoved it into Ceylon's hands. "Eat, oh and this is Jermayan my husband," she said with a nod to the dining table.
Jermayan was a kind looking man. His now loose skin still had the tint of tan, his hands large and leathery from years of working outside. He looked up, tilting the hat he wore on his head in greeting and his grey-green eyes wrinkled up in delight. "Who's this Ceylon?" he asked his son and moved to his feet. Reaching for his walking stick as he stood, he wasn't as young as he had once been. "This is Maya, dad, and her daughters Lana, Jenny and Lily," he said moving to help him but was waved away firmly. "Let me be, I can still walk I ain't no cripple," he grumbled and walked to stand before her. "It is a pleasure to meet you dearest Maya," he said and turned to give his son a week "she's a keeper Ceylon." Ceylon blushed deeply and sighed in defeat. "Guys, mum...dad..." he sighed with a shake of his head "were just friends, she needs a hand so i'm offering one okay?" He sent Maya an apoligetic glance as his parents shrugged and continued eating and cooking.
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Post by Jenny Night on Jun 29, 2010 22:29:08 GMT -5
Maya "It's a pleasure to meet you as well, sir." My voice was fairly polite. They could not begin to understand how nice it was for me to not see any accusation in their eyes at all. So much more different to the people out in the town and things.
I turned my gaze to Idalia. "Yes, she is a Welsh Cob. Purebred too, though not as well cared for. I rescued her from the slaughter house, thats whils she's not as well built as others of her kind. She was skin and bones when I first got her, her previous owner said she was not worth anything."
I smiled though. "Now shes got me, and I've brought her a long way. She did not trust me at first but now, she's so much more different."
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Post by Kanchana on Jun 29, 2010 22:44:05 GMT -5
After breakfast, or at least until everyone thought they would die from the amount of food Ceylon's mother was pouring down their throats, Ceylon stood and thanked her. "Thanks mum, I will show them around...," he said gesturing towards the hall and his mother nodded. "If you want anything dearies, just tell me," Idalia told them, taking the plates and starting washing them by hand. "I'm sure they will mum."
Ceylon pushed in his wooden chair neatly, giving his dad's shoulder a pat as he walked past and headed for the stairs.
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Post by Jenny Night on Jun 29, 2010 22:53:00 GMT -5
Maya I smiled and thanked her for the food. "You dont know how different this is for me at the moment. Well you would if you knew my past but thats not going to happen any time soon." I knew my hands were tougher than most, fighting did that to you, that much was clear.
I helped my kids down from the seats and pushed each chair in neatly. I did not like mess at all, and there was no point in leaving such things when it was not my house. My kids followed me, not having any trouble keeping up.
When we were out of Ceylon's oparents hearing, I said, "You're parents are pretty nice. Though all the questions were a little hard on me, knowing that there is not much i want them to know about my past. I bury too much of it in me. None of my lifes been pleasent, so they cant hear of it. I doubt they would be as nice if they knew who I truly was."
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Post by Kanchana on Jun 29, 2010 23:09:40 GMT -5
Ceylon nodded slightly, pausing as they reached the top of the stairs. "Yes...they are lovely really, but like to know what everyone else thinks and don't always know when to stop asking questions," he said and frowned lightly at her comment, shaking his head. "No, no thats not them at all...I already know my father knows who you are...he was in the army himself since he was a young lad only pulled out a few years back," he said and opened a door to a large cupboard and pulled out sheets, dona's and other such objects.
He continued down the hall slightly, pausing outside another door and pushed it open with his toe. It opened to show a large bathroom with a shower, bath, sinks and toilet. "The bathroom, only I use it so feel free to do as you wish," he said and continued slightly further up the hallway.
The door opened to show a large bedroom, one of the biggest in the house. A queen sized bed sat in the middle, a desk in the corner and two small bookshelves. The walls were a deep white and the window overlooked the patio and the horses playing in the fields. "This can be yours Maya," he said, dropping the sheets on the bed and grinned at the girls. "I have something special for you guys to sleep," he declared and ushered them around the last corner of the hall which led to yet another staircase. "Shh," he whispered, sneaking on his tippy toes up the stairs with the giggling girls. Up the top of the stairs rested a door, pushing it opened it held several beds and desks. "We used to care for kids," he explained to Maya "but we haven't had any since dad left the army...so count it as yours."
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Post by Jenny Night on Jun 29, 2010 23:19:20 GMT -5
Naina
I laughed as I followed him, though the thought of him knowing who I was was a little diconcerting. How had he realised who I was? "How can he tell who I was? I never saw any of you guys face to face, i was always out of sight. Hidden. The hidden weapon of the Italians." Must have been my voice that triggered him into recognising me.
I sighed, looked like things would not always be good for me even here. Though my mind changed when I saw the room he said was mine. "This si beautiful," i said. My eyes roamed aroudn for a minute or two. "A lot like my room from my own childhood."
When we left there though I smiled as I saw where the girls would be. "You three are going to love this,."
"Thank you," the three girls shrieked.
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Post by Kanchana on Jun 29, 2010 23:26:43 GMT -5
He shook his head quickly. "No, he was rather the same as you were...yet different, it was his job to know every leader by face...and you must of been familar to him..the guys 83, seen a bit in his time," he shrugged "But, it will be safe with him. Everyone deserves another chance."
He chuckled at the bouncing girls, and grinned. "See, I told you, you would like it!" he said and tickled them until they begged him to stop.
He sent Maya a smile. "Go and take a shower if you wish, order your toughts...Mum said she would led you some clothes if you wished, you are of a simlair size..I will look after these terrors," he said fondly with a nod to the girls "then I can take you to the base."
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Post by Jenny Night on Jun 29, 2010 23:32:16 GMT -5
Maya I looked at the girls. "Quieten down girls," I said softly. They did though, knowing me well enough to know when they were naughty. I had never yelled at them, it was not needed.
"Thanks. Sooner the better for that I guess." I smiled at him. I knew this was not going to be easy. "I was not the only one that got that name though, I know there's someone else here that is of a similiar position to the one I was, though she outranked me, by quite a lot."
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Post by Kanchana on Jun 29, 2010 23:45:27 GMT -5
He nodded, hearing the door downstairs closing. "And there goes mum, no doubt to buy clothes and more food for these ones," he chuckled, shaking his head. "She just can't help herself."
"Dad will most likely know her as well, or maybe I do for he hasn't been in the game for a while now..." he sighed quietly know how much his dad had not wanted to quit. He had been forced because of his age.
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Post by Jenny Night on Jun 29, 2010 23:49:38 GMT -5
Maya "Too bad the girls are suckers when it comes to new things. They're already spoilt, at least used to be by me. This will be nothing for them." I looked at the girls. "You three just remeber your manners alright?" "Yes mummy," they all replied. I loved my girls more than most realised. I knew I had spoilt them but that was who I had been. that was who I was. "Good chance you're more likely to know her. You'll know who she is, when I see her. No doubt she'll have already told someone about this."
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Post by Kanchana on Jun 30, 2010 0:01:13 GMT -5
He chuckled at that and shooed her to the door. "And hopefully she already told someone, the sooner we know about it the better," he said lightly "now, go shower and relax." He shot her another smile, before turning to the kids and pulled some toys from the top of a cupboard. "Ah ha!" he said as he pulled the basket onto the floor "it seems, my sister did leave something behind." He pulled the lid off, showing the container filled with dolls and clothes as such.
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Post by Jenny Night on Jun 30, 2010 0:11:45 GMT -5
Maya I was only a lowly Major in those days. Naina had always been my commanding officer, a Major General. Only jsut lower than Ceylon himself. It did not take me long to get all cleaned up. I knew this was going to be no easy thing, and I knew that the only one that would convince me to say anything was Naina. I was not brave enough to say anything if she was not there.
Finding him again, I asked, "Do you know anyone by the name of Naina Collins there?"
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Post by Kanchana on Jun 30, 2010 0:32:59 GMT -5
He looked up as she entered the room once more and nodded slowly. "Yes, Auraka told me about her...left the army and joined us, but she has to re-do all the training," he said. He, of course, knew nothing of what was happening over their that very moment.
The door downstairs opened and closed once more, an Ceylon heard them chatting between themselves before light footsteps headed up the stairs. "Ceylon?" she called "In here mum," he replied and her warm face appeared around the door's corner. "Oh good, I hope you like it," she said and Ceylon rushed to help her with the bags she had lugged up the stairs. "You just couldn't help yourself could you?" he asked with a shake of his head. "I guess not," she said gladly giving him the bags which he poured out onto the cloest bed. "I got clothes for you as well dearie," she told Maya.
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Post by Jenny Night on Jun 30, 2010 0:36:57 GMT -5
Maya I smiled at him. "Pity about that, she was one of our best so you guys got a good recruit, I must say. Though you might find that though she is just a recruit, she's your best weapon against my people."
I smiled though as I saw what his mother brought. "Thank you, again," I said over my daughter's squealing at the sight of the clothes. "I have the feeling that my kids like you, a lot. I used to be that way with them."
"Thank you," the girls squealed, already looking at everything on the bed. This room would be a mess before long.
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Post by Kanchana on Jun 30, 2010 0:47:05 GMT -5
He emptied the last bag, this one filled with toothbrushes, toys and a few other smaller things including hairbands and ribbons. "Any reason to shop is enough," the older woman said with delight "and it is worth it for there faces." She waved her hand at the mess. "Don't worry about the mess, I've had so many children in these rooms it's a second nature," she said and Ceylon shook his head slightly. "Thanks mum, could you maybe look after them for a bit? I need to take Maya here somewhere," he said and she nodded. "Would you girls like to help me make some cookies?" she asked
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