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Tweak says, "Veeentus"

Brenda Annn Turner (with_3_nnns) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-08-23 00:34:00

Entry tags:

brenda annn turner, sable harris, torii sou wartooth

Who: Brenda Annn & Sable
Where: Turner-Brennan residence
When: Now-ish
Why: *fingerwaggle* stuff

Brenda had resumed baking almost as soon as she'd gotten home from her roller blading outing with Cassidy. Of course, she'd some dramatic reenactments with Torii in the meanwhile, but here it was and she was baking again. Pound cakes this time, and knowing Brenda she'd make strawberry syrup to go with them.

The back door was propped open with a cast iron bacon press, though the screen was closed against bugs and given as how she no longer had to worry about waking a baby, she was playing Vanessa Mae at a moderately loud volume.

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	ex_sable973 2008-08-23 02:59 am UTC (link)
	Unlike her wandering father, Sable at least knows to knock before she peeks her head through the screen door. "Hi, aunt Bren. Can I come in?" (Reply to this)

	with_3_nnns 2008-08-23 03:00 am UTC (link)
	Hey, knocking was good, so was barging in, though the latter tended to cause the seeing of things better left unseen. Brenda blinked up at the voice, then smiled, "It's open, c'mon in." (Reply to this)

	ex_sable973 2008-08-23 03:02 am UTC (link)
	Sable slips in and carefully closes the door behind her. "Is Teague home? I was wondering if I could borrow some of his paints and maybe sit out on the porch with them for an hour or so."She leans backagainst the doorway, watching Bren with her head slightly to one side. "That smells good. What're you making?" (Reply to this)

	with_3_nnns 2008-08-23 03:04 am UTC (link)
	"Unless he slipped out the back when I wasn't looking he probably is." She grinned, pouring the batter into a waiting muffin tray, "Poundcake with lemon zest." A nod towards the tray, "Got the loaves in already, poundcake muffintops are awesome." (Reply to this)

	ex_sable973 2008-08-23 03:05 am UTC (link)
	"Need any help?" She's not so much looking specifically for Teague's paints as she is looking for something to do to keep her mind off things and expend a little nervous energy. (Reply to this)

	with_3_nnns 2008-08-23 03:10 am UTC (link)
	There was another grin at that, pointing with her elbow towards the stove, "Start the burner up under the pot of lumpy goo, low to middling, stir it slowly so it doesn't stick." (Reply to this)

	ex_sable973 2008-08-23 03:12 am UTC (link)
	Sable darts over and gets to work. She does as Bren asks, slowly, but is almost manically focused on the task, adjusting the burner, moving the pan, maybe stirring a bit too fast... she doesn't seem really stressed or anything, just a little overenthusiastic. "So what's this for?" (Reply to this)

	with_3_nnns 2008-08-23 03:21 am UTC (link)
	Brenda shrugged, "Snacks, breakfast, whatever I guess. Pretty much the only reason I make anything, because people like it." A smile, "Unless you meant the strawberry sauce specifically, it's for pouring over the poundcake once it's done." (Reply to this)

	ex_sable973 2008-08-23 03:23 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah. It's so cool you can do all this, Bren. I learned a lot of things from a lot of people, but baking wasn't one." She smiles to Bren. "You sure you don't mind me being here? I'm real sorry to drop by without calling first. It was kind of a spur of the moment thing. I also wanted to tell you and Teague about some new books I got in, if you need more." (Reply to this)

	with_3_nnns 2008-08-23 03:27 am UTC (link)
	She smiled, shaking her head, "Don't worry about it, we don't keep the normallest of hours anyway." She brightened at that, "New books are always good, especially now that Torii's here, she hasn't read all the ones we've got, but it won't take long. Even if Soren keeps coming by to supply her." (Reply to this)

	ex_sable973 2008-08-23 03:30 am UTC (link)
	Sable grins. "Soren gets some from me. And if he doesn't, I'll have to give that boy a talking-to. I like him. Not sure I know Torii..." She stirs the sauce. The expression on her face makes her seem for once much more her age -- 19 -- than her maturity and experience levels. (Reply to this)

	with_3_nnns 2008-08-23 03:35 am UTC (link)
	"Torii's my baby sister. Glynnie's my kid sister and Torii's the baby." She paused, thinking about that, "Well, except mom was up the spout again I think." She shook her head, "But yeah, she showed up about a week ago, figured it was better if she just stuck around here, since she's only sixteen and all." (Reply to this)

	ex_sable973 2008-08-23 03:37 am UTC (link)
	"Gotcha. Um, Bren? How much longer does this stuff need?" She's feeling antsy and reconsidering her stand on borrowing some of Teague's art supplies. (Reply to this)

	with_3_nnns 2008-08-23 03:40 am UTC (link)
	"Just until it starts to thicken up a little, like gravy does. Then just take it off the heat, back burner, you want to help with the dishes?" Scrubbing was always good for the antsiness, at least as far as Brenda was concerned. (Reply to this)

	ex_sable973 2008-08-23 03:42 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah, okay." It's less want and more willing. She'll throw herself at chores until she's too exhausted to walk straight, if there are chores that need doing. She shifts the pot as Bren describes and goes to attack the dishes with the speed and force of a minor hurricane. (Reply to this)

	with_3_nnns 2008-08-23 03:44 am UTC (link)
	Which really was just fine as far as Brenda was concerned, since she did dishes much the same way. Mostly suds in the sink followed by a warm rinse. She set baking pans and mixing bowls on the counter as she finished with them, "How're things on your end of town?" (Reply to this)

ex_sable973
2008-08-23 03:47 am UTC (link)

"My shop's okay," Sable answers over the clatter of dishes and running water. "I'm doing good business, I can even afford a little shifting now, I can cover losses. I've got this guy who's sort of a business partner now, Judah. His repair shop is a few doors down from my place, but we've got an arrangement. We're working out sharing space for things."

She stacks the clean dishes and pots and utensils next to the sink.

"Soren's dad and mine have been at it again," she adds.

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	with_3_nnns 2008-08-23 03:49 am UTC (link)
	Ah, that explained it. She sighed, shaking her head, "Sometimes I think they just poke at each other because they can, it's like... I don't know, baby birds or something." (Reply to this)

	ex_sable973 2008-08-23 03:58 am UTC (link)
	"I guess..." Sable turns off the water and mops her hands dry. "I mean... it's nothing I haven't seen before. They're being rockstars and silly, silly boys." She plops herself down in a kitchen chair. "Hey, Bren? Can I talk to you about something?" (Reply to this)

	with_3_nnns 2008-08-23 04:05 am UTC (link)
	She nodded, rooting around in the fridge before coming up with a couple bottles of sarsaparilla, handing one to Sable before sitting down herself, "Go for it. I'm good for talking." (Reply to this)

ex_sable973
2008-08-23 04:11 am UTC (link)

Sable takes the bottle.

"Thanks." She gets the cap off and takes a sip, lounging in the chair. "You've known Skwisgaar and my dad longer than I have. Are they usually like... okay... when they do this crap? I wanna know if I need to keep an eye on Miniver in case... y'know."

She doesn't really seem certain whether to call him by his name or... dad. She's more focused on taking care of people right now.

"Skwisgaar has Lulu, so I'm pretty sure someone's looking after him, but... I dunno, Bren, this is..."

Sable is not usually this uncertain of herself and her words. She takes a drink and scratches her hair. "I'm a little out of my league here. That doesn't happen often."

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	with_3_nnns 2008-08-23 04:20 am UTC (link)
	She sighed at that, shaking her head, "Where I'm from, when I'm from, Skwisgaar mostly lives in an underground lair and Miniver's off somewhere with Pickles, they don't see each other but a few times a year." She shrugged, "Pickles is still here, right? I figure as long as Miniver's got him around he'll be alright." (Reply to this)

ex_sable973
2008-08-23 04:28 am UTC (link)

"Yeah, Pickles is here. I left Miniver with him before I came here."

She wouldn't have left him alone for anyone else otherwise.

"I'm not even sure I shoulda done that. I feel a little band just handing him off to Pickles like some kinda problem for someone to deal with, as if it doesn't matter. Hey, Bren? Do you think it's really okay with him... with all you guys, actually... that I just come along and start calling you family and wandering in like this? You guys ain't like the roadies I grew up with. It feels a little weird doing this."

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	with_3_nnns 2008-08-23 04:34 am UTC (link)
	She shrugged, "Can't speak for him, really don't know him that well myself even though he's sometimes asleep on the couch, but I know Teague and I don't mind it at all, you are family." (Reply to this)

	ex_sable973 2008-08-23 04:35 am UTC (link)
	"Okay." Sable smiles at Bren. "I'm really sorry to unload on you like this. It's great of you to let me be here. Is it okay if I go hang in your livingroom for a little while?" (Reply to this)

	with_3_nnns 2008-08-23 04:37 am UTC (link)
	She smiled, reaching over to ruffle Sable's hair, "Don't worry about it, and yeah, go ahead. Think Torii's claimed the couch though." (Reply to this)

	ex_sable973 2008-08-23 04:39 am UTC (link)
	Sable beams right back. "That's okay. I can find good spots anywhere. Thanks, aunt Bren." She gets up, pauses, and leans in to kiss Bren's cheek before scampering into the next room to find a book and a nesting-place. (Reply to this)

	info_sponge 2008-08-23 04:47 am UTC (link)
	Torii was, indeed, ensconced on the couch, half-eaten apple in one hand, reference book on window boxes open in her lap, she blinked up at the movement, then smiled, "Hi." (Reply to this)

	ex_sable973 2008-08-23 04:51 am UTC (link)
	Sable headtilts at her and smiles back. "Hi. Are you Torii?" (Reply to this)

	info_sponge 2008-08-23 04:57 am UTC (link)
	She blinked, "Yeeees. Who are you?" She was still getting used to the fact that people here knew here even if she didn't know them. (Reply to this)

	ex_sable973 2008-08-23 04:59 am UTC (link)
	"I'm Sable. My dad is Teague's brother. Bren said I could come hang out in here for a bit. Been kind of a long day." She smiles at Torii. "Nice to meet you, though." (Reply to this)

	info_sponge 2008-08-23 05:02 am UTC (link)
	"oh!" She shook her head, "Haven't met you before, just heard about you." She leaned forward to scoop a stack of books off the other end of the couch, "Make yourself at home." (Reply to this)

	ex_sable973 2008-08-23 05:04 am UTC (link)
	Sable flops into the space provided and grins at Torii. "Thanks. So... what've you got toread around here?" (Reply to this)

	info_sponge 2008-08-23 05:08 am UTC (link)
	She pointed to the stack of books she'd moved, and the stack beside it. It was an interesting cross-section of reference books, instruction manuals, science fiction, biographies and fantasy novels, some juvenile fiction, some adult, it seemed that Torii picked books based on size or shape or something that wasn't color. (Reply to this)

	ex_sable973 2008-08-23 05:11 am UTC (link)
	Sable goes at the pile and reads through the titles quickly. She ultimately pulls out something having to do with vampires... something that looks horribly cheap and braincandy-ish. She curls up on her side of the couch with it. "Thanks. I don't wanna take up your space or anything. I won't be here too long..." (Reply to this)

	info_sponge 2008-08-23 05:18 am UTC (link)
	She grinned, shaking her head and taking a bite out of her apple, apparently just having remembered that she had it, "Don't worry about it, s'enough to share." (Reply to this)

	ex_sable973 2008-08-23 05:26 am UTC (link)
	"...okay." Sable flips through the first page of her book. "Hope you don't mind if I'm not the most talkative guest." (Reply to this)

	info_sponge 2008-08-23 05:28 am UTC (link)
	She grinned, flashing Sable a thumbsup before going back to her own book, finally setting it aside in favor of some of the choose your own adventure books. She read them like a triptych, starting with one and turning to the indicated page in the next and so on around in circles. (Reply to this)