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Post by Elfie on Jun 15, 2011 22:06:24 GMT -5
Adelina mostly stared at her hands for the time being. Usually she wouldn't be this awkward around new people, but her sudden appearance warranted the situation she guessed. "Sono Adelina....grazie," she said, staring at the cup in front of her. It took her a few more moments before she picked it up and took a sip. Still weird to her no matter how long it's been.
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"Oh well that helps...." Stefan said. He still had no clue who could be asking for him, the only description of 'pretty' that he got didn't help him figure it out much either. "....Skiptist.....maybe, I think skipping should be saved only for those ridiculously happy kids movies and flowery fields...." he shrugged with a small smile.
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Post by spazzyprincess on Jun 16, 2011 17:14:03 GMT -5
Sid gaped at him. "You must have led a deprived childhood to be so against skipping," she decided. "I feel for you." She patted the part of his head she could reach. They reached the first floor and Sid grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling him towards the kitchen. "Now remember, speak Italian formally," she told him over her shoulder. "Also, do lots of bowing and call her whatever princesses were called in Italy. Merik said she's former royalty." He hadn't, but Stefan didn't need to know that. They entered the kitchen, Sid releasing his shirt. "I brought him!" she announced, bowing. "Now we shall feast! Mer, I was thinking we should salt her after we cook her. That way she'll taste like a giant pretzel!"
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Post by Lovely Masochist on Jun 20, 2011 3:21:02 GMT -5
Merik smiled when Adelina gave him her name, but couldn't for the life of him think of a response that didn't make him sound like an idiotic schoolchild with his lack of knowledge of the Italian language. Luckily for him, he didn't have to feel awkward for very long because Sid rescued him from embarrassment by bringing Stefan. "Oh good! I was about to attempt reciting the alphabet in Italian, you've just saved her ears," he grinned at Sid, then stood up and motioned for Stefan to take his seat. "She says her name is Adelina and she's looking for a Stefan. Let's hope that you're the right one," he nodded, then glanced at the girl with curiosity. "That would require baking, and I haven't set the oven on preheat."
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Post by Elfie on Jun 21, 2011 12:30:49 GMT -5
Stefan raised a brow. "Sure....okay," he knew he probably shouldn't trust anything Merik said about someone he just met as he had a flare for the dramatic, but then again it was Sid so he really couldn't trust he had said that in the first place. Though humoring her did seem to be the only thing he could do at the moment. "You're cooking royalty?.....Is that what they do in that country now?" he mused, looking towards the girl seated in the kitchen. "Great, I feel accomplished. Remember to roll your 'r's," he added to Merik. Walking around the table to get a better look at Adelina, he stopped halfway as he got a look at her face. The last time he had seen her she was happier, half way across the continent, and a lot more....human.
"Adelina? Come avete fatto… che cosa sono voi che fate qui?" he asked, and at a fevered speed that only he seemed to understand, Adelina began to recount her tale from start to finish.
(Translation: Adelina? How did you...what are you doing here?)
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Post by spazzyprincess on Jun 21, 2011 21:14:54 GMT -5
"Adelina?" Sid mused. "Pretty. It sure beats calling her 'Stefan's Pretty Italian Girl'." She shook a finger at Merik. "You were supposed to decide how to cook her while I was gone! Can't you at least push a few buttons?" Shaking her head, she muttered, "It's so hard to find good, hard-working help these days." While she had been babbling, Stefan and Adelina had started speaking rapid Italian. She suddenly noticed this. "Either he's the right Stefan or they're discussing how she likes to be cooked. I hope it's the later, I'm starving!" Her stomach rumbled then, punctuating her words nicely. She shot a mock-scowl at Merik. "If only someone had just prepared some roast vampire, I wouldn't be forced to do this!" She ducked into the pantry and reemerged clutching a can of Pringles. "I claim the last chips!" she announced, waving the half-empty can. She stuck her hand in and chomped loudly on her snack. "Mmm, cheesy," she said with her mouth full, smirking.
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Post by Lovely Masochist on Jun 24, 2011 2:42:11 GMT -5
"Well, where've you been, under a rock?" Merik asked Stefan when he asked if they were cooking royalty. "Its the latest craze right now, its so in! Of course we're cooking royalty. Since you're so new to this, it should be your treat, what'll it be? Baked, fried, toasted?" Idly, he wondered who they were talking about that was royal, but then he glanced over his shoulder at the girl seated at his table and his eyes widened. "You're not telling me that she's royalty!" he gasped to Sid in a whisper, wondering whether he should believe it or not because it was the first thing out of Stefan's mouth when he spotted Adelina. Trust him to be a flustered host in front of someone of importance. He couldn't even feed her right, much less speak to her. Luckily, by that time, Stefan and Adelina were speaking at such a speed, he wasn't even trying to understand what was going on anymore, and, with hardly anything else left to do, he sneaked a crisp from Sid's can of Pringles and replaced it with a carrot.
[*facepalm* xDD]
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Post by Elfie on Jun 30, 2011 16:08:15 GMT -5
Pausing in his conversation Stefan nodded to Sid. "Well I would assume calling her by her real name is less of a mouthful than not," he smiled and went right back to speaking with Adelina. "Lovely offer Merik......though I'm not hungry I think I'll pass," he looked up again, contemplating whether or not he was serious. He turned back to Adelina again who was now waving her arms around frantically as she spoke. "Vedo..." After a few minutes he nodded at Adelina who was half way back to hysterics again, though silent signifying the end of her speech, and, with a comforting arm around her, he turned to the other two in the room. "She's not...but when I did see her last she was a heck more.....human." was really the only way to put it.
(Vedo= I see)
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Post by spazzyprincess on Jul 1, 2011 12:13:44 GMT -5
“Mhm!” Sid nodded at Merik’s royalty question, munching on her last chip as she watched Stefan and Adelina curiously. She didn’t even notice when Merik switched out her snack, so she reached into the can to pull the carrot out with no inkling of what was to come. The only thought that passed through her mind was that it was oddly shaped, then she popped it into her mouth. After one munch, she froze, mouth gaping open comically. She ran for the sink and spat the carrot into it. “So that’s how the government plans to get us to eat healthy,” she mumbled as she reached for the fridge door. She rummaged around with her back to the room, trying to find the pink lemonade she’d made just yesterday. She found it behind several jugs of blood and a carton of milk and frowned. Had the Health Fairy come to the Night Coven? She wondered if this was a prank of Eowyn’s, rearranging the kitchen so that there was healthy stuff everywhere. As she made a note to ask her, she pulled a row of jugs out, put them on the counter, grabbed the container of lemonade, and marched over to a cabinet to pour herself a tall glass. She drained most of the glass before she reVampireed there were other people in the room and turned around, a lovely pink mustache prominent on her upper lip. “Excuse me, I must go hunt down the health fairy,” she announced. “She and I have some serious things to say to each other. Do not eat anything, it’s probably been poisoned with healthy food. Ciao!” She waved and left carrying her glass.
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