ph33r my rod: (( ...if she gets accepted, this'll be interesting. XDDD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Yeah. XD;; Poor Isis! Kekeke ]
ph33r my rod: (( Poor poor Isis. XDD;; ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XDD Hee~ ]
ph33r my rod: (( IC!Isis is very scared of her OOC self. :3 ))
ph33r my rod: (( At least the other IC/OOC characters can tolerate their other selves to an extent. XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ I think we're all scared of her. XD ]
ph33r my rod: (( Yes. Even Malik is. @_@ ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Yami's disturbed by her jiggly breasts. XD ]
ph33r my rod: (( Oh man, I can only imagine what will happen once IC!Malik meets her. ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD *dies* ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Squee, want to continue the cooking lesson thingy? XD; Ignoring the fact that...OOC!Isis made her appearance? XD ]
ph33r my rod: (( Oooh, yes. :D ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ >D *no idea where to start* ]
ph33r my rod: (( *none either* 8D ))
ph33r my rod: (( lol, I love it when people on FF.Net add stories to their sorty alert, but it's a one-shot or something. )))
ph33r my rod: *story
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD; OMG. Ditto. ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ I have no idea why some of my one-shots are on story alert. ]
ph33r my rod: (( It doesn't make much sense. ^^; One of them is expressly labeled as a one-shot, and someone has it on their alert. ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD; *sighs* ...maybe they're hoping you'll write more? ]
ph33r my rod: (( Maybe. XD ))
ph33r my rod: (( XDDD Wow. The one I did last night has 3 reviews, two favorites, a C2 and an alert. o___o I'm just sitting here all like... ":D..." ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD! ]
ph33r my rod: (( Annnywhoozle... should we just start over with this or something? ^^; ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Erm... I guess so? XD Because Seth was being pretty OOC-ish ]
ph33r my rod: (( Kay. :3 ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Let's see... so... Isis randomly stops by to help with cooking? XD ]
ph33r my rod: (( Um... I guess? 8D Maybe she figures that since nobody's there to tell him what stuff is, he's not going to do very well with just watching Martha Stewart. Or something. ))
ph33r my rod: (( That makes... no sense in my head. ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD;; She's very...caring? XD ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Or maybe she's just scared he'll burn down the house? ]
ph33r my rod: (( ...both, I guess? XDD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD Heheh, 'kay. So... ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: *sitting around, watching Martha Stewart?*
ph33r my rod: *doorbell*
ph33r my rod: ... *doorbell again*
Egyptian Hot Rod: ... *blinks and looks up*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *makes his way over to the door*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *unlocks and opens it*
ph33r my rod: ...hello.
Egyptian Hot Rod: *somewhat surprised*
Egyptian Hot Rod: Good afternoon.
Egyptian Hot Rod: *stands by the door awkwardly*
ph33r my rod: (( Er... do they even know who each other is? XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ They met at the party, so, I think so. @@ ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Just didn't talk much ]
ph33r my rod: (( Oh yeah, duh. XD ))
ph33r my rod: ...um. *looks at ground awkwardly* I believe you've spoken to my brother recently... he said you'd attempted to make cookies?
Egyptian Hot Rod: *brightens slightly* Oh, would you like to come inside? *steps aside to let her inside* I have several cookies left, if you would like one.
ph33r my rod: *steps inside, still rather awkwardly* Um... *thinks about how Malik had described what was put into them* ...that would be nice?
ph33r my rod: (( Meh, sorry I'm so slow. I'm like... at a complete blank of how to word things right now. ^^;; ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XDD *ditto* Seth and Isis are too...polite. ]
ph33r my rod: (( XD This is proof that we've been using Malik and Yami too much. :3 ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: *shuts the door behind her softly, nodding* ...You've been well, I take it? *going to find the plate of cookies* No more...'parties?'
ph33r my rod: *nods* No... no more. At least for a while.
ph33r my rod: *idly looking around the mansion - she hasn't been here in a while, not much has changed?*
Egyptian Hot Rod: Please feel free to sit down whenever standing by the door becomes awkward. *from the kitchen* Would you like a drink as well?
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD Wait, is this before or after Seth goes to Atemu's apartment? ]
ph33r my rod: (( ...I have no idea? XDDD ))
ph33r my rod: (( I don't think she knows where Atemu's apartment is. :P ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Okay, then. :D Seto's mansion it is. ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ She can drive him to Atemu's! :D ]
ph33r my rod: (( ...or we could just have him go to Isis' place. XP Make it easier on both of us. ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD I don't think he knows where Isis' house is, either... ]
ph33r my rod: (( ...bah. XDDD The mansion, then? ))
ph33r my rod: (( I dunno, maybe he could've gone back there for some reason. Like to get more "cookie" stuff or something. ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XDD; ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Oh! We could explain this by... Isis = drop Malik off at Seto's so they can go together, and then she runs into Seth there? ]
ph33r my rod: (( Ooooh, yes. ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Phfew. Okay. It's all figuredo out then. :D ]
ph33r my rod: (( Yay. XD ))
ph33r my rod: (( Bah. My internet died for a minute. o_o ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Meep. Welcome back. ]
ph33r my rod: (( Did anything happen after my "yay"? ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Nope. XD ]
ph33r my rod: (( Hokay. XD ))
ph33r my rod: (( ...actually, brb. I gotta find food in some form. @_@; ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD 'Kay! ]
ph33r my rod: (( I THRIVE ON INSTANT RAMEN. <3 ))
ph33r my rod: (( *squees at another review* XD *happy* ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ W00t! Welcome back :D ]
ph33r my rod: (( :D Sankyuu! ))
ph33r my rod: (( >>; Now time to actually respond to Seth. 8D ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XDDD Seth: *grows old and wrinkly* ]
ph33r my rod: ...yes, please. *takes a seat somewhere in the room, noting that Martha Stewart is on the TV* ...
ph33r my rod: (( XDDD ))
ph33r my rod: (( *adds something new to Isis' interest list* >D ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Oooh! ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: *comes back with the plate of 'cookies' and a glass of water*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *sets them down on the coffee table*
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ >D!! ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Seth: Nuuuu! ]
ph33r my rod: (( Isis: She's EVIL, I tell you! >.> ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Seth: *goes to modify his* ]
ph33r my rod: (( Isis: EEEEVILLLLL! >O ))
ph33r my rod: ...thank you. *takes the glass of water and blinks at the 'cookies'* ...
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ There. Take that Isis. XD ]
ph33r my rod: (( *ded* ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: *notices her gaze* Seto tried one earlier *mumbles or I believe he did before throwing them out mumbles* and... he said that it would be best if I had guidance from someone other than Martha Stewart while baking.
Egyptian Hot Rod: *But what does he know?*
ph33r my rod: ...I see. My brother mentioned that you seemed a little... confused with the recipe. Tell me, what is in these cookies here?
Egyptian Hot Rod: *purses lips thoughtfully* Well... a beaten egg, boiled molasses, sugar, salt, and, of course, flowers.
ph33r my rod: *blink* ...Flowers?
Egyptian Hot Rod: *nods a matter of factly* Yes.
ph33r my rod: *picks up a 'cookie' and examines what appears to be a burnt stem* ... *blink* Is that... wax?
Egyptian Hot Rod: *blink* It is. Martha spoke of using wax on the cookie sheet.
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ First name basis. XD ]
ph33r my rod: (( XDDD ))
ph33r my rod: *sniffs at it* ...oh dear.
Egyptian Hot Rod: ...Is something wrong?
ph33r my rod: ...I mean no offense, but I believe that Seto was correct when he said you needed... guidance.
Egyptian Hot Rod: I have yet to try these cookies myself, but...I assume you mean to say that they turned out horribly?
ph33r my rod: ...well, one does not normally use flowers or candle wax in the preparation of cookies.
Egyptian Hot Rod: *semi-sheepishly* ...I suppose I did find the ingredients and method of cooking a bit...unorthodox.
ph33r my rod: Would you happen to have the recipe on hand?
Egyptian Hot Rod: *nods* I do, in the kitchen - as well as the other ingredients used.
ph33r my rod: ...might I have a look at them?
Egyptian Hot Rod: Please do. *motions as if to lead Isis to the kitchen* Your help is appreciated.
ph33r my rod: *stands and follows him into the kitchen*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *a junkload of ingredients is laid out on the counter*
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD; ]
ph33r my rod: *blinks* ...what is the Pepsi for, pray tell...?
Egyptian Hot Rod: Baking soda.
ph33r my rod: ...
Egyptian Hot Rod: .__.
ph33r my rod: (( XDDD omg I love the Sethface. <3 ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD! Yay! ]
ph33r my rod: (( It's funny because it's Seth using it. XP ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: ... *resists the urge to chew on his bottom lip*
Egyptian Hot Rod: ...wrong ingredient?
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD Reminds me of a frog. ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ I dunno...it's the only face I can see him use. ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Like how Malik and Yami's are :3 ]
ph33r my rod: (( And how Isis' is -_-; ))
ph33r my rod: (( wtf, my font colors switched on me. ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XDD See! Does that to me, too. ]
ph33r my rod: ...yes. To be honest, looking at these... *looks at the fruits used for making molasses and raises an eyebrow* ...I'm rather surprised the kitchen is still in one piece.
Egyptian Hot Rod: *ouch* ...I tried.
ph33r my rod: ...would you like to try again?
ph33r my rod: (( brb again real quick ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Okies. :D ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: Would it be hazardous for me to do so?
ph33r my rod: No, as long as you have the correct ingredients this time. For the most part, they seem fine, but we'll have to find some different ones than what you'd used.
Egyptian Hot Rod: *teensy tiny smirk* Would you happen to have your own television show?
ph33r my rod: *raises eyebrow and smiles a little, amused* No, I'm afraid not.
Egyptian Hot Rod: Ah, a shame. *glances back to the counter* I suppose we won't need the Pep-si can?
ph33r my rod: *shakes head* Nope. *spies the recipe on the counter, picks it up and looks at it for a few moments* You won't need those fruits either, and we'd be better off using ground ginger rather than the root.
Egyptian Hot Rod: *chuckles quietly* No small wonder, then, that Seto chose to throw his cookies out.
ph33r my rod: *fishes around in the refridgerator and cabinets, and somehow manages to acquire all of the correct ingredients, along with mixing bowls and whatnot*
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Seth: Who needs Martha Stewart when I've got Isis Ishtar! *snuggle* :3 ]
ph33r my rod: (( XDDD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: *looks curiously between the old ingredients and the new*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *pokes at the flour* ...powdered grain?
ph33r my rod: (( He remembers where he's from, right? Just not who he is? XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Nope! :D ]
ph33r my rod: (( ...nope to what? XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ He knows about the past, important people, etc, just can't remember his association with them. ]
ph33r my rod: (( Ah, okay. ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Like how Isis resembles the priestess ... just not how he was madly in love with her. XD ]
ph33r my rod: (( Okay, so he just knows he lived sometime in there, just nothing about his status or who he associated with? ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Exactly. :D ]
ph33r my rod: (( Okay. :D ))
ph33r my rod: *nods* Yes. It's used for making many types of baked goods. Surely you had bread back in ancient Egypt? *small smile*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *metaphorical lightbulb* Of course... I suppose that explains the less than pleasant odor when I baked actual flowers.
ph33r my rod: *chuckles softly* Do you have questions about any of the other ingredients?
ph33r my rod: (( XDDD wtf? My cat just walked right across my keyboard. ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: *shakes head* No, not yet. I suppose all the directions for baking remain the same?
ph33r my rod: *nods* Yes, for the most part. You do know how to measure correctly, right?
ph33r my rod: (( My cat typed out "yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuj". ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XDD Aww! ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: I do. Although... concerning the usage of the term 'tablespoons'... I assume it has nothing to do with the table? *literally poured salt on the table and spooned it off*
ph33r my rod: ...absolutely nothing, unless you're mixing the ingredients in a bowl on the table. *rummages through a couple of drawers, finding some measuring cups/spoons*
ph33r my rod: These help you get the correct amount of a particular ingredient, because too much of one thing could make the cookies taste strange.
Egyptian Hot Rod: *nods and continues watching obediently*
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD; Reminds me of a dog...hrmmm... ]
ph33r my rod: (( Maybe it's the word "obedient". XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Yep. XD ]
ph33r my rod: *measures out the correct amounts of baking soda and flour, pouring them into a strainer and holds it over a large bowl* This is to get all of the lumps out of the flour, and to mix it with the baking soda.
ph33r my rod: *gently taps the side of the strainer with her hand, sift sift sift, in teh bowl!*
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XDD! ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: Should I beat the eggs for you?
ph33r my rod: (( 8D I'm trying not to sound too much like Martha Stewart here. ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XDD! If you do, you'll win Seth's heart in an instant. ]
ph33r my rod: (( XDDDD ))
ph33r my rod: Not just yet. I've measured out enough butter and sugar; add them to that bowl under the electric mixer, and turn it on. Mix them together until they look sort of... fluffy, for lack of a better word.
ph33r my rod: (( ^^;; *looking at a recipe directly on marthastewart.com* ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD! Heheheh. ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Check Seth's interests ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Crap. XD ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Ishar! ]
ph33r my rod: (( XDDD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: *nods again* ... *looks at the electric mixer curiously*
ph33r my rod: (( *dies at teh interests* ))
ph33r my rod: ...just add the sugar and butter to that bowl, and turn that little knob on the side. Not too much, though.
Egyptian Hot Rod: *adds sugar and butter* All right. *cautiously turns on the mixer* ... *blinks* *bzZzZz* ...*holds it to the bowl* *bzZzZzsplatzZzZ*
ph33r my rod: *walks to the mixer and turns it down just a little* Not too fast, or else it'll get everywhere... *resumes sifting flour and baking soda together*
ph33r my rod: Just tell me when it looks... fluffy.
Egyptian Hot Rod: *nods, still watching the mixer with interest* Interesting... Martha used a different method of mixing the two ingredients.
Egyptian Hot Rod: Oh, it's 'fluffy'...!
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Mini-timelapse. :3 ]
ph33r my rod: Well, this is a more convenient method, because you can use your hands for other things while it's mixing.
ph33r my rod: (( XDD ))
ph33r my rod: *peers over at the bowl* ...okay, good. *turns off the machine to let the mixture set for a moment* Now, to measure out the other ingredients... *measure measure measure*
ph33r my rod: (( 'nother mini-timelapse. :3 ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: *continues watching as he clears the unneeded ingredients away from the counter*
ph33r my rod: *turns the mixer back on, has everything measured out in the little spoons and cups and stuff* Would you like to add everything in while this mixes?
Egyptian Hot Rod: *blinks* Oh, yes. Is there a particular order? *glances between the various cups and spoons, etc etc*
ph33r my rod: Add the egg and molasses last, but other than that there's no set order.
Egyptian Hot Rod: *nods and adds the ingredients, finding Isis' method much easier to follow* *in between adding the egg* Thank you for the help.
ph33r my rod: *smiles* It's not a problem. I... needed something to do today.
Egyptian Hot Rod: Ah, your younger brother is leaving on the trip as well? *looks up from the mixture*
ph33r my rod: *nods* I hope he's alright. He's... well, he always tends to get into some sort of trouble. I hope he doesn't end up in the same situation as the spirit of the Ring...
Egyptian Hot Rod: He does not seem like the type to cheat tree stumps. *pauses* ...Can one be jailed for indecent exposure?
ph33r my rod: ... *decides not to ask about the tree stumps* ...yes, in some parts of the world.
Egyptian Hot Rod: In that case, hopefully the other Pharaoh will not be joining him.
ph33r my rod: *sighs and nods*
Egyptian Hot Rod: Is this all right? *motions towards the bowl*
ph33r my rod: ...yes. Add the egg in, then we can add the flour.
Egyptian Hot Rod: *adds the egg* It does not need to be beaten?
ph33r my rod: No, it will be beaten along with the rest of the ingredients. *brings the bowl of flour over to the mixer*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *steps aside so Isis can add the flour*
ph33r my rod: *slowly adds the flour into the mix, mixer is on low speed. eventually all of the flour gets in and it forms a big clump of dough*
Egyptian Hot Rod: And all of this is merely placed in the stove to cook?
ph33r my rod: Not quite yet. We need to wrap this and let it chiil for a while before we can do anything else with it. *pulls the big lump out of the bowl, and sets it on a bit of plastic wrap on the counter*
ph33r my rod: *chill
Egyptian Hot Rod: I see. *blinks* If I may ask, where did you learn how to cook?
ph33r my rod: *smiles sheepishly* ...I read a lot of cookbooks.
Egyptian Hot Rod: Oh? *small smile* That must be a more effective way of learning, rather than from the television.
ph33r my rod: ...well, Malik doesn't know how to cook... he'd stick a fork in a toaster if I wasn't there to stop him. One of us sort of has to know how to cook...
ph33r my rod: *puts the wrapped dough in the refridgerator* This has to stay in there for at least an hour, so it'll be easier to handle. If we try to do too much with it now, it'll be a mess...
ph33r my rod: (( Shall I timelapse, or do they wanna talk about random stuff? :3 ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Meep. Sorry. XD; *Was watching a show* ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Sure! ]
ph33r my rod: (( Er... timelapse or chat? XDD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Timelapse, I guess? XD ]
ph33r my rod: (( Kay. XD ))
ph33r my rod: *MAGICAL TIMELAPSE!*
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ So what part are we timelapsing to? ]
ph33r my rod: (( Ummm... was gonna timelapse to rolling it out and stuff, just so Seth could see that you don't use candle wax to line the cookie sheets... ;P ))
ph33r my rod: (( And so Isis gets an excuse to use cute little cookie cutters. XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Hahah, okies! ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ And their hands can meet in one heart stopping, cookie dough melting moment in the bowl. XD ]
ph33r my rod: (( D'awwwww. XDDDD ))
ph33r my rod: (( Typical shoujo moment. <3 ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Yes. XDD! ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: *leaning against the counter top, idly waiting for the dough to chill*
ph33r my rod: ...it should be about ready now. *takes wrapped-dough-which-is-in-a-bowl out of the fridge and sets it on the counter* Okay. Now it'll be easier to handle.
ph33r my rod: *rummages around in drawers for a rolling pin and cookie cutters, taking some out after a moment*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *blinks, holding one of the cookie cutters to his eyes curiously*
Egyptian Hot Rod: A... star?
ph33r my rod: With those, you can make the cookies into different shapes. *smiles* It's a fun little alternative to just plain round cookies.
ph33r my rod: (( XDDD I was so going to say it was a star. ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: *nods* Oh, I see.
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ See, there's the connection~ XD ]
ph33r my rod: (( XDDD :D! ))
ph33r my rod: We'll have to unwrap the dough now... plastic doesn't taste very good in cookies. *reaches for the wad of dough in the bowl*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *sets the cookie cutter aside* I suppose it tastes as good as candle wax?
ph33r my rod: Exactly.
Egyptian Hot Rod: Ah, yes, you should host your own television show.
ph33r my rod: *smiles sheepishly, unwrapping the dough* ...I don't think I'm good enough for that, really. This is a fairly simple recipe...
Egyptian Hot Rod: Mm... I'd hate to see a difficult one then, to be honest.
ph33r my rod: ...well, I mean that anyone could do it as long as they know how to. My brother could do this one with little trouble. I'm not really creative enough to invent my own recipes. *starts rolling out the dough*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *continues watching, somewhat eager to start using the cookie cutter* Your brother leaves most of the cooking to you, I assume?
ph33r my rod: ...yes. He can do simple things like use the microwave or toaster, but he doesn't have the attention span to do anything else.
ph33r my rod: *finally finishes rolling out the dough* ...want to help cut them out?
Egyptian Hot Rod: *steps closer* Yes, of course. I can't leave you to all the work now.
ph33r my rod: *sprays the cookie sheets with nonstick cooking spray before doing so*
ph33r my rod: *nods* Okay.
Egyptian Hot Rod: *blinks* ...Spray?
ph33r my rod: (( And then they reach for the same cutter, d'awwwwww. ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Yesss! XD YOU READ MY MIND. ]
ph33r my rod: ...it's so that the cookies won't stick to the sheet when they get done baking.
ph33r my rod: (( XDDDDD *high five* ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: No wax?
ph33r my rod: Well, I honestly don't know what Martha Stewart meant by "wax"... surely not wax paper, it would burn in the oven...
ph33r my rod: ...but this has worked every other time I've made cookies, I don't see how it would be any different this time.
ph33r my rod: ...anyway, now we can start cutting them out. When there's no room to cut anymore out, we'll ball it up, roll it out again, and repeat until there's no more dough. *reaches for the star-shaped cookie cutter*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *nods, taking all the information in as he reaches for the star-shaped cookie cutter*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *blinks*
ph33r my rod: ... *blink blink*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *notices how the cookie cutter is rather warm and not very pointed*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *looks down*
Egyptian Hot Rod: .__.
ph33r my rod: *looks down* ... *blushes*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *quickly pulls his hand away*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *clears his throat* ...sorry... .__.
ph33r my rod: (( SETH!FACE~ <3 ))
ph33r my rod: *does too, still blushing* ...it's... okay, I'll use... a different one if you want that one...
Egyptian Hot Rod: *shakes his head* Oh, no, you can use it.
ph33r my rod: ...are you sure?
Egyptian Hot Rod: *nods* Of course. *inches his hand forward and nudges the cookie cutter closer to her*
ph33r my rod: ...okay. *takes the star, smiles shyly*
ph33r my rod: (( Which one is he getting? The cute little heart? XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: *cheeks color lightly* ...right. *fiddles for the heart-shapped cutter*
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD!! ]
ph33r my rod: (( *DED* ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ *DIES TWICE* ]
ph33r my rod: (( That's what, like the fourth time now? ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ We should write a shoujo manga. ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD;; ]
ph33r my rod: (( YES. XDDDD ))
ph33r my rod: *Isis-Seth-cookie-cutter-fun*
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: *somewhat disturbed by the shape of his cookie cutter*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *What is this? ...looks very similar to...* *coughs*
ph33r my rod: (( Awwww, he doesn't like the widdle heart? XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Seeing as hearts probably weren't drawn like this back in his time... >D ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XDD ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Yami: *whisper* Testicles~ ]
ph33r my rod: (( ...oh. 8D What, does he think it looks like a pair of-- ... Five. ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ ...dude. XD ]
ph33r my rod: (( Were we like... separated at birth or something? Or are we just psychic? XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD Possibly both. ]
ph33r my rod: (( Malik: Yameh~ I testicle you <3 ))
ph33r my rod: *looks up at his cough* ...something wrong?
ph33r my rod: (( ...okay, I just had TOTAL deja vu. WTF. ))
ph33r my rod: (( I think I dreamed this once, about Isis making cookies. o_o ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XDD Really? ]
ph33r my rod: (( Yeah. @_@ ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: ...no, it's nothing. *still handling his heart-shaped cutter awkwardly* What is this a shape of?
ph33r my rod: *blink* ...it's a heart?
ph33r my rod: You've got it upside-down, though. *reaches over and turns it right-side up, flushing slightly*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *blinks* I was under the impression that hearts were not symme- *trails off when Isis reaches over*
Egyptian Hot Rod: ...oh, I see.
ph33r my rod: *starts cutting out cookies, face is still a little pink* ...put them onto the cookie sheet when you cut them out.
ph33r my rod: *stops for a moment to preheat the oven*
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Aw, how cute. :3 ]
ph33r my rod: (( XD What? ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Isis is all 'blushblush' XD ]
ph33r my rod: (( Oh. 8D ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: *nod nod, still not looking at Isis* *sets the cut outs on the cookie sheet*
ph33r my rod: (( Normally she wouldn't be all like that, but with him saying she should have her own cooking show and all... XP That and she finds his obliviousness sorta endearing too. XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Aww~ <3 And Seth's already starting to like her because she can cook! ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Seth: *purrs* Teach me more in the bedroom~ ]
ph33r my rod: (( XDD <3 She's like his very own Martha Stewart! ))
ph33r my rod: (( Only hotter. ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Yep! :D ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Much. XD ]
ph33r my rod: (( Isis: *blush* .___. ))
ph33r my rod: (( *steals Seth!face* :D ))
ph33r my rod: *after a while, all of the cookies are cut out* Okay... now these have to bake for about fifteen minutes, and then they'll be done. *takes the cookie sheets and sticks them in the oven*
ph33r my rod: (( ... :3 *just thought of another shoujomanga!element* ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Oooh~? ]
ph33r my rod: (( >D You'll see~ ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ She hurts her hands taking the cookies out~ XP ]
ph33r my rod: (( Shall I timelapse to the cookies being done? :3 ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Okay! XD ]
ph33r my rod: (( ...stop reading my mind. ))
ph33r my rod: (( It's creepy. XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ >D It's my specialty. ]
ph33r my rod: *time passes* ...they should be done now, I can smell them. *opens up the oven and puts on a potholder* They need to cool for a few minutes before we can try them. *pulls the first sheet out and sets it on the counter*
Egyptian Hot Rod: ...They smell... *blinks* ...edible. Delicious, even.
ph33r my rod: *grabs the other sheet, but then quickly jerks her hand backwards* ...ow! *looks at her hand and notices a small hole in her oven mitt*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *looks over to her quickly* Is something wrong?
ph33r my rod: ...I... *pulls off the oven mitt, her fingers are slightly red* ...there was a hole in the oven mitt...
ph33r my rod: I... I didn't see it there before...
Egyptian Hot Rod: Oh... *takes her hand, carefully turning it over* We should quickly apply a compress.
Egyptian Hot Rod: ...Ice, I think?
ph33r my rod: *nods, flushing a bit at the HANDS TOUCHING AGAIN ZONG* ...yes, ice would be good...
ph33r my rod: (( *ZOMG XDD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ ZONG! XD ]
ph33r my rod: (( ROFL zong. That's a funny word. XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: *lets go of her hand and -mini timelapse- makes a compress with ice and a cloth wrapped around it* *takes her hand again and presses the compress to it* There.
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD Seth: My love for you is like zong. ]
ph33r my rod: (( XDDD Isis: ..."zong"? ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Seth: Yes. Zong. It's that powerful it owns zomg. ]
ph33r my rod: ...th-thank you. Could you... pull the other cookie sheet out before they burn? There should be another oven mitt in there... *gestures toward an open drawer*
ph33r my rod: (( Isis: ...okay, whatever you say. o.o; ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: Your welcome. *nods and shifts through the drawer* *pulls out the oven mitt, slides it on, and pulls the cookie sheet out*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *You're
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ *kicks grammar nazi-ness* ]
ph33r my rod: ...just sit them next to the other sheet. *reaches out with her uninjured hand and turns the oven off* They need to set for a few minutes so they can cool off, or else they'll be too hot to get off of the cookie sheet...
Egyptian Hot Rod: *sets the cookie sheet down on the counter* ...and we don't need another repeat of what happened to your hand.
ph33r my rod: *shakes head* ...no, we don't...
Egyptian Hot Rod: Perhaps we should make sure these mittens aren't torn the next time we have a cooking lesson.
ph33r my rod: *nods* ...y-yes, that would be a good idea.
Egyptian Hot Rod: *small smile* But these cookies do smell nice, so our efforts haven't gone to waste at least.
ph33r my rod: Yes, they do. *smile* That second batch looks like they got just a little burnt, but they should still be good. They weren't in there for too much longer.
ph33r my rod: *mini-timelapse, cookies are cooled enough now, huzzah*
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Yay! :D ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: *peers at the cookies* They look like they've cooled now.
ph33r my rod: ...yes, they should be okay now. *tentatively plucks a cookie off, the sheet is still a little warm, but nowhere near enough to burn*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *does the same, taking one of Isis' stars*
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Seth: *holds out his heart* :3 ]
ph33r my rod: (( XDDD Isis: ... ^^; ))
ph33r my rod: *looks at Seth, then takes a small bite*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *watches Isis for a moment*
Egyptian Hot Rod: ... *takes a bite of his own cookie* *chew chew*
ph33r my rod: ... *smiles* They turned out well.
Egyptian Hot Rod: *nods* Rather than a Martha Stewart fan, I should be one of Isis Ishtar's.
ph33r my rod: (( XDDD Isis pwns Martha any day. >D ))
ph33r my rod: *blushes, but smiles and continues to eat her cookie*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *also continues munching on the cookie*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *slowly growing an addiction*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *to Isis the cookies, that is*
ph33r my rod: (( XDDD ))
ph33r my rod: They're good, aren't they?
Egyptian Hot Rod: They are. I've never had cookies before, but if all of them are like these, then I wouldn't mind having any more.
ph33r my rod: There are more kinds than just gingerbread. Maybe next time I'll show you a couple more. Chocolate chip is quite popular...
Egyptian Hot Rod: *perks slightly* That would be greatly appreciated. *a little sheepishly* I have a bit of a sweet tooth.
ph33r my rod: *chuckles* I do too. It's nothing to be ashamed of; lots of people have them. Even my brother does. *munches on another cookie*
Egyptian Hot Rod: I believe your brother has more than a sweet tooth. *munch munch*
ph33r my rod: *erk, cough cough* ...quite... *cough*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *chuckles and finishes the cookie* Should we set the rest on a plate for others?
Egyptian Hot Rod: ...actually, I suppose they'll be leaving now, so...
ph33r my rod: ...perhaps you'd like to take some back to the pharaoh?
ph33r my rod: (( To Isis, Atemu is the phraraoh regardless of whether he actually is or not. >D ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Actually... I have no idea how to have Seth respond. XD; Dunno if this takes place before or after Atemu's rescue. ]
ph33r my rod: (( ...er? I have no idea what's happening with him, lately. XD Enlighten me? ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: *nods* You should take some with you as well, for your sweet tooth.
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD Neither do I, really... ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ He drowned and was found by a 'fishman' ]
ph33r my rod: (( ...oh, duh. ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Seto and Seth went to go retrieve him, buuut... ]
ph33r my rod: (( I totally forgot about that. XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Machi hasn
Egyptian Hot Rod: *'t been on, so we haven't finished the scene yet. ]
ph33r my rod: (( Seto went to get him before leaving for the trip? :o ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ ...no idea. ^^;; I suppose we can assume that.. ]
ph33r my rod: (( *is very confused* XD; ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Eh... I'll just totally ignore what happened with Atemu. XD;; ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Can always be figured out later... ]
ph33r my rod: (( *shrug* I guess so. XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Font! XD ]
ph33r my rod: (( Ack! There it goes again! ))
ph33r my rod: (( Bad Malikfont! Back! Back, I say! ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XDD ]
ph33r my rod: (( Malikfont: *backs away slowly* ))
ph33r my rod: (( Annnnyway... ))
ph33r my rod: *nods* I suppose I can try to save some for my brother and Ryou when they return, but... *chuckle* ...I may not be able to.
Egyptian Hot Rod: Oh, keeping them all for yourself?
ph33r my rod: ...maybe.
Egyptian Hot Rod: *thoughtfully* I might pack Seto a few before he leaves.
Egyptian Hot Rod: Otherwise, they'll be none for him when he returns either.
ph33r my rod: (( I thought they'd left already? ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ @.@ I thought it was during the time Isis dropped Malik off ]
ph33r my rod: (( ...yeah, and I thought they'd left for the airport already. ^^; They had that whole little discussion about it a while go. ))
ph33r my rod: *ago
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ @.@ Ergh... XD;; Seth was supposed to leave before Seto and Mokube left ]
ph33r my rod: (( ...d'oh. XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ :D;; \
ph33r my rod: (( ...we can say he snuck back in to try the cookie thing again? 8D;; ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: *]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XDD ]
ph33r my rod: (( ...and Isis still happened to be there when they left and when Seth came back? XDDDD;; ))
ph33r my rod: (( Hell, maybe Malik set the whole thing up. ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Waait. They had a discussion about it? ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Referring to --> "They had that whole little discussion about it a while go." ]
ph33r my rod: (( Er, yeah? *IMs it* ))
ph33r my rod: (( Oh for the love of... ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD I got it! ...I think. ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ I assumed that, that was when she just arrived. XD;; ]
ph33r my rod: (( XDDD;; ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Since she knocked on the door and he went to open it... *shifty eyes* ]
ph33r my rod: (( We can just say that Malik set it up or something. Told Seth to go back to the mansion after they left, and Isis to stay there and help him. Or something. ))
ph33r my rod: (( Malik: Because my sister needs to get laid, dammit. >.> And not in an AU setting. ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XDD ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ AU trainshipping is fuuun. :3 ]
ph33r my rod: (( :3 Indeed it is. ))
ph33r my rod: (( So uh... assuming that we go with Malik playing matchmaker, is Seth going to rephrase his last few thoughts? XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Let's just say he said something like: 'It's a pity Seto left already. Otherwise, he might have actually had the chance to try these.' ]
ph33r my rod: (( Yeah, that works. ))
ph33r my rod: *nods* It's a shame; they really are good.
Egyptian Hot Rod: You can take the first batch home, if you'd like. I should clean this mess before I leave.
ph33r my rod: *nods and finds a couple of baggies she can put the cookies in* I'll help out, no need to do everything yourself. *smiles*
ph33r my rod: (( Now, where's he heard THAT before? ;P ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XDD ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Mother hens, unite! ]
ph33r my rod: (( w00t! ))
ph33r my rod: (( Reminds me of IC!Malik's little "You holding up alright, other me? I'm not a mother hen..." thing. XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD Yess ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: Thank you. *returns the smile with one of his own* *clean clean clean*
ph33r my rod: *clean clean clean, is a little bit awkward due to her injured hand*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *glances over* Your hand is going to heal incorrectly if you use it. *grabs whatever it is she's using to clean from her*
ph33r my rod: ...it's... really not that bad, just a little burn...
ph33r my rod: *not denying that it still hurts, though*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *frowns* It can still worsen, so you would be doing yourself a favor if you leave the little things to me.
ph33r my rod: ... *nods and leans against a clean counter*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *nods in satisfaction and finishes cleaning up*
ph33r my rod: (( D'awww, he doesn't want Isis to be hurrrrrt. :3 ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD Yess~ Who else is going to teach him how to cook? ]
ph33r my rod: (( Isis: IS that all I'm good for? Cooking? *wibble* ;~; ))
ph33r my rod: (( *kicks sticky caps* ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Seth: *hugs* No! Sex too! ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Seth: *cough* Um. I mean... ]
ph33r my rod: (( Isis: Oh, joy. >>; ))
ph33r my rod: *watches as he finishes cleaning*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *turns back to Isis, now that everything is neat and tidy again* Thank you, again, for your advice.
ph33r my rod: *nods and smiles* Think you'll be able to handle them on your own next time you try?
Egyptian Hot Rod: Perhaps, but I may need some help with 'chocolate chip' cookies.
ph33r my rod: ...well then, I'd be glad to help you with those too. That is... if you don't mind it being me rather than Martha Stewart?
Egyptian Hot Rod: *chuckles* Well, no, I believe Isis Ishtar is as great a cook as Martha Stewart.
Egyptian Hot Rod: ...if not better.
ph33r my rod: *flushes a little and looks down at the floor* ...and even though I work six days a week, I'm still more available than Martha will ever be. You know how those famous people are...
Egyptian Hot Rod: Ah, of course. I tried speaking with her on her 'hotline,' but someone posing as her made an attempt to sell me an 'egg beater.'
ph33r my rod: *chuckles* It figures. *Nevermind that she's in jail, but I don't see anyone bailing her out anytime soon...*
ph33r my rod: (( Or did she get released? XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XDD She did! ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ But she has some chip implanted in her. XD; ]
ph33r my rod: (( XDDD; ))
ph33r my rod: *turns and spies a clock on the wall* ...oh dear, it's gotten late. I should be going soon, I have to work tomorrow...
ph33r my rod: (( For all purposes, I went and looked on a time zone site, and it's like 9:30 where they're at. XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: *blink* Oh, yes. I apologize for keeping you from your other tasks.
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XDD! ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Oh, well, I'm assuming this was in the morning/afternoon because Pegasus and Seth are having another run-in later. XD; ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Seth has been a busy munchkin. ]
ph33r my rod: (( I thought it was closer to evening since that was when everyone left. @_@ ))
ph33r my rod: (( ...man, we gotta figure this stuff out. XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Everyone left in the evening? x.x I thought they left early in the morning ]
ph33r my rod: (( *lost* XDDD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Wait, their flight was at 8pm... so... nevermind. Pegasus and Seth had a midnight encounter then. XD; ]
ph33r my rod: (( So when is this taking place? ^^; ))
ph33r my rod: (( Mrrr, everyone wants to play with Seth. ;P ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD; Okay...so they obviously left around 6-ish for their flight. So from 7-9? ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Pegs and Seth can have their thing at like 10. XD; ]
ph33r my rod: (( ...I guess that works? 8D;; Since airports usually ask you to be there an hour or two before a flight. ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Yup. XD; ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ ...I guess this means Pegs is sleeping over. @.@ ]
ph33r my rod: (( Meep. @.@ ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Seth: *hides himself in the closet* ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Seth: Isis, help meeee. ]
ph33r my rod: (( Is he gonna need a ride back to wherever his little rendezvous with Pegs is? ;P ))
ph33r my rod: (( 'Cause Isis can work with that! =D ))
ph33r my rod: (( Isis: *shifty eyes* Come to my place? He won't find you there... >.>; <.<; ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD Ooh, Seth's going back to Atemu's apartment. ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ He promised Seto he'd be a good boy and stay there for a couple of days. ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Y'know, before going on any romps. ]
ph33r my rod: (( XD Kay. I suppose he could just direct her there or something? ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Okay. :D And then she can know where he's staying, in case she wants to... visit. ]
ph33r my rod: (( :3 ))
ph33r my rod: Oh, no, it's fine. I was off today, it's not a big deal... well, and it was fun too. I would've been so bored at home without my brother bothering me. *small smile*
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Dude. XD I've been up since I last spoke with Pegs until she just woke up like...now. XD ]
ph33r my rod: (( ...omg. XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Then again... I woke up at like... 9.30...so... *shifty eyes* ]
ph33r my rod: (( *pets* There there. XD ))
ph33r my rod: (( Does Pegs like... not have AIM anymore or something? 'Cause I haven't seen her on. o.o ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ She's been using AIM express. XD ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ ...I think she always has? XD ]
ph33r my rod: (( Ah. o__o; Or did she just get a new screen name or something? XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ I think she's using her regular-non-rp screenname. o.o ]
ph33r my rod: (( ...well, whad'ya know, there she is. ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Well...nevermind. XD; ]
ph33r my rod: (( Ah. That didn't occur to me until like... just now. XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD I haven't gone on my regular sn in...ages. ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Well... not that it works. ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ ^^;; Stupid AIM... ]
ph33r my rod: (( I have my regular one linked to this one. @.@; ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ *nods* That's what I did... I linked mine and it just...died. ]
ph33r my rod: (( Funny thing is, I have more on my buddylist on this one than I do regular. XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD W00t! ]
ph33r my rod: (( Haha, go us! XD ))
ph33r my rod: (( Annnnywhoozle~... ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ *giggles* XD ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ That term just...makes me laugh nonstop. ]
ph33r my rod: (( Doesn't it? >D ))
ph33r my rod: (( *prods Seth* ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [Ooh, sorry. XD Didn't see that response! ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Was lost in my maze of 'woah, I've been awake since yesterday' ]
ph33r my rod: (( XD It kinda blended in with all of the OOC commentary, huh? ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ That too. XD ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: *nods* You must be tired now, having to put up with my line of questioning all afternoon as you did.
ph33r my rod: *nods* Maybe a little. But at least now you won't continue to uproot Seto's garden for 'flour', right? *smile*
Egyptian Hot Rod: *colors slightly* ...well, no, his garden will be safe for now. Speaking of which... *pulls out one of the flowers he saved and holds it out, somewhat tentatively* I would not want this one to go to waste either.
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ There's the flower scene. :D ]
ph33r my rod: (( :D ))
ph33r my rod: *blushes slightly and gently takes it* ...that would be a shame, wouldn't it...
Egyptian Hot Rod: *nods and glances away* *mini-blushu!* And hopefully...it won't be used in any cookies...
ph33r my rod: ...no, I don't think it will.
Egyptian Hot Rod: It's in good hands, then.
ph33r my rod: ... *nods and smiles a little*
Egyptian Hot Rod: ...so...shall I walk you to your car?
ph33r my rod: ...if you want to.
Egyptian Hot Rod: *nods* Of course. It's also along my way back to the Pharaoh's palace.
ph33r my rod: (( ...well duh, considering it's parked like right outside the mansion. XP ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD ]
ph33r my rod: ...oh, do... do you need a ride back? I'll give you one, if you can direct me to where it is...
Egyptian Hot Rod: *shakes head* It's all right. I don't want to bother you longer.
ph33r my rod: ...it's no bother.
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD Isis is being so "..."-ish XD Kee~ ]
ph33r my rod: (( I know. >D ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: *leading her outside* ...I really wouldn't want you to go out of your way for me anymore. Honestly.
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Is she embawassed? ]
ph33r my rod: (( Just a widdle. ))
ph33r my rod: *following him* ...it's probably on the way back to my home anyway, I live clear on the other side of the city...
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD Seth and Isis are like...our baby talk characters. ]
ph33r my rod: (( XDDDD ))
ph33r my rod: (( Well, considering that probably neither of them think about sex (at least not in an AU setting)... ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ *COUGH* XD ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ How true... ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: If you wouldn't mind my company for a couple minutes...
ph33r my rod: ...I wouldn't mind.
ph33r my rod: (( At this point, she's more or less desperate for any form of company that doesn't have sex on their minds 24/7. :P ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD! ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: *shifts* ...all right. Thank you.
ph33r my rod: *reaches nice shiny car, free of slashed tires*
ph33r my rod: (( Shall I timelapse? XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ Okies! :D ]
ph33r my rod: *MAGICAL TIMELAPSE!*
ph33r my rod: (( ...zong they are there. ))
ph33r my rod: (( ...damnit, I did it again. XD ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD! ]
ph33r my rod: (( Hello, new in-joke. :\ ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: *glances over from the passenger seat* Thank you for driving me here.
ph33r my rod: It was no trouble. As I predicted, it was on the way to where I'm headed.
ph33r my rod: (( So even though her Tauk is defective, she can still pull that freaky stuff. ;D ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XDD Woohoo! ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: Oh? So you also double-up as a psychic now?
ph33r my rod: I wouldn't say it's so much psychic as it is common sense.
Egyptian Hot Rod: *chuckles softly* Isis used say that all the - *trails off*
Egyptian Hot Rod: ... *blinks*
ph33r my rod: *blinks* ...
ph33r my rod: W... what was that...?
Egyptian Hot Rod: ... *blinks again* ...ah... nevermind.
Egyptian Hot Rod: *mentally clocks himself*
ph33r my rod: *...perhaps he is regaining part of his memory?* ...okay... *blink*
Egyptian Hot Rod: ... *awkwardly* ...ah... thank you, have a safe drive home.
Egyptian Hot Rod: *tugs on the handle*
ph33r my rod: ...and you have a safe... rest of the night.
ph33r my rod: (( Yeah, like that'll happen, with Pegs around... ;P ))
Egyptian Hot Rod: *nods and steps out*
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ XD! He's behaving himself.... ]
Egyptian Hot Rod: [ He learned from Seto that stalking, molesting, and raping doesn't work. ^^ ]
ph33r my rod: (( XDDD ))
ph33r my rod: ...good night, Seth.
Egyptian Hot Rod: Good night, Isis. *small smile*
ph33r my rod: *drive off*
ph33r my rod: (( Aww, that gave me the warm fluffies. ))