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Post by Ceara Mindelan on Sept 4, 2009 18:41:13 GMT -8
Ceara giggled as the other girl clapped for her, clapping herself. She was glad that she wasn't the only person who thought she was a good singer. In her own ears, she was amazing at singing, and she started wondering whether she should give up being a knight and become a star at singing. Surely she'd have a billion fans who loved her, and she didn't want to hide her wonderful voice from the world. Still, she wasn't exactly thinking straight at the moment, and she decided that she'd consider that plan more if it still sounded appealing when she was sober.
"Uhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm......" She said, drawing out the one syllable as she tried to think of a new song to sing. "TWINKLE, TWINK- No wai', I just singed that. Uhmmmmmmmmm..." She said, a serious expression coming to her face as she thought even harder. "HAPPEH BIRTHDAY TO YOUUUU, HAPPEH BIRTH-DAY TO YOU, HAPPEH BIRTHDAY DEAR........" She paused here, looking at her drinking companion and realizing she didn't even know her name. "WHA'SYOURFACE, HAPPEH BIRTHDAY TO YOU!" She finished, giggling nonstop as soon as she finished her song.
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Post by ``Jennifer MacKenzie on Sept 4, 2009 18:53:52 GMT -8
Happy birthday what's-your-face? For a moment, the whole song was lost on Jenny, as the small young woman focused instead on that particular part of the ditty. She screwed up her face prettily as she tried to figure out who the heck was Wha'syourface. And then, slowly, it dawned upon her.
"Na' veerra ni'!" she complained loudly. She resented that, that she did. She had a name, donchakno. "Jenny!" she yelled, her brogue thickening to the point that the word came out phonetically rendered as "j'ennay," with the jay barely there. Her eyes, already blurry, whited out for just a moment.
"Singgit ag'n!" she demanded when her fuzzy vision sort of returned.
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[ooc] wee made eet to page twoo! na - not veerra - very ni' - nice
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Post by Ceara Mindelan on Sept 4, 2009 19:23:03 GMT -8
Ceara stared at the other girl as she said that she wasn't very nice, a curious and hurt expression coming to her face at the same time as her eyes suddenly filled with tears. Her lower lips trembled slightly as the tears spilled over, though she didn't even notice them, they'd come too quickly. "You didn' li'e mah singhing?" She asked, still sounding hurt, at least until the girl said her name, because then she suddenly grinned brightly, her tears drying up. "CEARA!" She shouted her own name, though she had to sound her own name out, making it sound more like 'SEE- ARE- A!'
She pouted for a moment when Jenny told her to sing it again, but in the end she settled for singing it again...quickly. "HAPPEHBIRTHDAITOYOU, HAPPEHBIRTHDAITOYOU, HAPPEHBIRTHDAIDEARJ'ENNAY, HAPPEHBIRTHDAITOYOU!" She said, shouting the words so quickly that they blurred together, making it sound like only a few words. Then she suddenly gained a thoughtful expression as she decided to change the subject randomly. "I gots a man I luff," She said, nodding her head. "He's so purrrrtttyyyyyy, and awweeeesssommmeeee!!!!!! I luff him soooo." She said, giggling to herself as she looked at Jenny. "You gots a man you luff?" She asked curiously, and then, as an afterthought, added "Or a wo-man?"
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Post by ``Jennifer MacKenzie on Sept 4, 2009 19:47:22 GMT -8
Men, Pretty? What sort of woman was this, to want a pretty boy? "Nane!" She cried, perhaps a bit vehemently than she should have. This was, of course, a lie, one that she'd been telling herself for quite some time. For the truth in the matter was, there was a man she liked, one she liked a lotta lot.
Well, he wasn't actually technically a man. Techinically, he was a mannish-wolf beastish-thingish guy creature, who just happened to have a human form and who just happened to be really kind and really mouthwatering. And it didn't hurt that he was healer, and he'd healed her, and that he seemed interested in her, as well. Still, the whole d*** thing was complicated as hell, and she still didn't know what to think of it all.
So, instead of think of it (as much as her poor, dehydrated, muddled brain could think at the moment), Jenny opted for the hastily constructed plan b and instead said, "Ye're wee mannling, 'hoo's he?" It was alway safer for the other person to talk, even if that other person was suspected of possibly being a homosexual.
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Post by Ceara Mindelan on Sept 4, 2009 20:06:38 GMT -8
Ceara giggled as Jenny hurriedly said that she had no man that she loved. She wondered briefly whether Jenny was lying, but decided that she had no reason to lie to her...so therefore, she was probably telling the truth. "Awh," She mumbled, looking apologetic. "You'll find the luckey man...or wo-man...soon!" She said cheerfully, reaching out and aiming to pat Jenny lightly on the head. She hit something, but she wasn't quite sure if it was Jenny's head, or her face.
"Mah man...." She said, pausing to think about Emlyn. "He's amazzinngggg. He's soooooo hawt!!!!! He's a lil anti---...sochialll....but he's sooooo nice!" She said, getting a dreamy look in her eyes as she thought of Emlyn, a grin coming to her face. "His namess Ehm-lynn." She finished, sounding proud.
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Post by ``Jennifer MacKenzie on Sept 7, 2009 14:55:31 GMT -8
Dazedly, Jennifer listened as her erstwhile companion regaled about her laddy-love, impressing especially upon his vastly attractive physical attributes and vaguely mentioning his social pluses. Not that she really absorbed any of the information, just that she was listening.
"Ehhhh'hm...len," the red-head mouthed out carefully, rolling the sounds around on her tongue and trying them out, her face screwed up in intense concentration. "Ehhh...mmmm....lehnn," she repeated, stretching out the syllables even more. Suddenly, she grinned, and said, "Emlyn's haw...haw....HAWT!" She'd struggled over that last sound, but it'd emerged. Barely. Still, it'd come, and it'd come with a rare sort of enthusiasm, as if the lass had suddenly gotten hold of a brilliant thought and didn't want to lose it.
"'Yond thee dearie, beyond thee dearie, an' ooh t' b'lyin' 'yond thee, ooh swately, sooun'd'ly, weel may he slape, tha's laed in th' bed 'yond thee," she sang suddenly, and if she didn't say so herself, rather pleasantly. "Dearie Hawt Ehhhmlehn!" She then proclaimed proudly, as if she'd made a brand new discovery and was displaying it for her mommy to admire.
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[ooc] ummm....they sure like singing; maybe they should start a band together! We could call eet "The Terr(ible)ific Two!"
'Yond thee dearie, 'yond thee dearie, an' ooh t' b'lyin' 'yond thee, ooh swately, sooun'd'ly, weel may he slape, tha's laed in th' bed 'yond thee - beyond thee dearie, beyond thee dearie, and oh to be lying beyond thee, oh sweetly, soundly, weel may he sleep, that's laed in the bed beyond thee
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Post by Ceara Mindelan on Sept 8, 2009 18:12:02 GMT -8
"'N he's got dis real nice blue hair! Real nice! So shtrangem but I luff it sooo..." Ceara wasn't even really listening to what Jenny was singing, she was too busy listing off things that she knew about Emlyn...which, admittedly, really wasn't all that much. "'N he's got dhese...blue...viol't eyess." She said, turning to look at Jenny and pointing at her own emerald eye dramatically, accidentally poking herself in the eye as she did so. "Ow!" She howled, rubbing at her eye which had begun to water. A second later she completely forgot about it as she decided to continue listing off stuff.
"Ah wanna runn mah fingeerss through his hair... Ah bet t'its sawft." She said dreamily, before turning her attention back to her new friend and listening as she singing, deciding she wanted to copy her because it would be funny.
"'Yond thee dearie, 'yond thee dearie, an' ooh t' b'lyin' 'yond thee, ooh swately, sooun'd'ly, weel may he slape, tha's laed in th' bed 'yond thee dearrie hawt Ehmlhyn." She sang, not even knowing half the words she sang. She was just repeating the sounds of what Jenny had said. When she finished, she burst out laughing, clutching it her stomach.
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Post by ``Jennifer MacKenzie on Sept 18, 2009 23:03:11 GMT -8
"Mmmmm, a grea' hawt 'airy beast is 'ee," Jenny mumbled half-coherently as she tried to picture herself laying in the same bed as Seth. The image conjured was blurry and somewhat vague, but that didn't deter her, and young Jennifer kept right at it, until she finally remembered certain parts that had been exposed during and after the change, and then her determination wilted as she blushed and went right back to thinking that maybe she should just leave well enough alone.
It wasn't so hard to leave well enough alone, actually. Jenny wasn't feeling all too good: she was light-headed (rather than heavy-headed, as was the case when she normally got drunker than a skunk) and her limbs felt heavy and weak. She was so tired, too... " Hauch-airy beast," she mumbled again, trying extree hard to sound out the normally silent "h" letter and rather sounding like she had something stuck in her throat.
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Post by Ceara Mindelan on Oct 8, 2009 16:57:47 GMT -8
".....Hmmmmmmmmmmmm." Ceara let out a content sigh that was also a sound usually done to show thought. "Okieee dokie!" She said, coming up with a song she wanted to sing and feeling proud of herself. "JENNNAAAYYYYYY, SHE I' A GURRL AH KNOOOOO. KNOOOOOO, KNOOOOO, KNOOOOOOOO. YYEEAAAHHH!" She bellowed, not caring that she'd just right then and there made up the few lyrics that there were, and not caring that she'd sung it about the girl lying beside her. She hadn't even fully realized that she had, after all. "Goo?" She asked, turning to look at Jenny, hey eyes half closed with a dumb yet sort of pleased smile on her face.
((No idea how many words it is, mood is content, notes none. <) ))
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