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[Akroma]

You awaken in your cozy [read: small] room, the warm louisiana sun, the first sunrays coaxing and teasing your eyes into wakefullness. The pancakes....yes...that smell...it was pancake day. Somewhere from downstairs, the kitchen no doubt, music was chiming, and a lazy weekend was temptingly winking at you, inviting you to rise and shine...or sleep some more...

OOC is here

[TheBiggerFish]

((PTW.

*sigh*, the wait is so tedious...

And it's been like 10 minutes...))

[Chevaleresse]

Caderyn - or, as she was better known to the people around here, Kate - stretched for a moment, enjoying the feeling of the sun warming her beneath her blankets. Then, abruptly, she threw the covers off of herself, stood quickly, loosened her muscles a bit more, then headed downstairs after getting dressed. She rather liked pancakes, and the smell was almost intoxicating.

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Irene feels the warm Ray's of the sun on her face sightless eyes opening as she slowly feels for the edge of the bed and slowly gets up putting her hand along the wall grabbing her cane and guiding herself to the door before exiting her room.
.....another day of fumbling around till I find Frank.

[SOLDIER First]

Lynn yawns, stretches her arms, and prepares herself for another exciting day at the farm. She was downstairs in ten minutes.
"Good morning, Ms. Gremillion. You too, Kate and Irene."

[kj1225]

Kyle, being fueled by firey rage obviously rises with the fieriest celestial object. Okay, that's an exaggeration, he's not always angry. He is at the moment because the sun woke him up, but that's purely coincidental. He quickly threw on a pair of the fight pants he brought for the tournament in the city, and went down stairs, thankful for the lady letting him stay in return for help around the farm.

[AbstractTraitorHero]

...Yeah...Lynn...you sound like lynn...Have you seen Frank?

[SOLDIER First]

"Yes, it's Lynn. I haven't seen Frank, though... I only woke up a little while ago."

[Akroma]

Kate headed down the narrow, often complicately narrow stairs down to the kitchen, where Ilya was already loading pancakes with syrup, sitting there only in panties. The sizling of bacon joined the smell, and Kates eyes wandered to the stove, where the woman that was, for all purposes but biological ones, her mother, was humming a tune. She shook her...well...enormous hips and music filled the room - as was her ability.

"Aruba...jamaica...oh I wanna take ya."

Nancy pointed at Kate, giving her the cue to go on. It was silly but if anyone could say anything about this big fat woman, with a big fat heart, that her enthusiasm and joyfulness was contagious.

[AbstractTraitorHero]

she rubs her head tiredly.
Probably asleep in a corner somewhere then...Frank!

[Chevaleresse]

"Hello, Lynn," Kate replied. "Good morning to you too." Her tone was still a bit stiff and over-formal. She shot a sidelong glance at Kyle, who seemed to be quite irritated by. . . something, but failed to comment.


She sang back in reply to Nancy, sounding a bit less awkward in song than in normal speech.


"Bermuda, Bahama, come on pretty mama..."

[TheBiggerFish]

((Uh, that's from the 80s, not the 60s?  Are we in the 80s?  So confused...))

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Irene waits for a few seconds then let's loose a small sigh of sadness Frank must be far away or tired.
Kate...have you seen Frank?

[Akroma]

"That's right one, the pretty momma is gonna come on now and fix you some eggs to go with the bacon, you's still way too thin for a proper lady hun. Irene baby, Frank's outside doing his doggy business, Lynn, be a sweetheart and help Irene fetch him would ya?"

((it was in a playlist of the greatest 60s songs, also I think i said something about people calling me out, OOC, in the IC, about inaccuracies!))

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Irene stands up and vaguely gestures towards where she heard Lynn last before lightly tapping her cane agasint the wall  as she goes to the door and goes outside.