The Sereni-Tree: Newcomers and Oldtimers
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Friday, August 15, 2008 10:18
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*tosses one potter-clone out of the tank, it flops around trying to breathe while she dives down for the other*
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Deuce sighs, walks over to the Potter clone on the floor, and jerks the scuba mouthpiece out of his mouth. The clone gasps for air.
Deuce shakes her head. "Dummy didn't know his tank was out of air."
Deuce looks more closely. "Dummy didn't have a tank."
Deuce, Bride2
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I'm not new, but can i go skiing? I've never tried that before.
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I'll come along too, my godchild should get his first skiing lesson from an expert.
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Suddenly, a much smaller yeti, perhaps four feet high, breaks away from the pack and rushes SimonWho. It grabs him and squeezes, all the while making some growling and gurgling sounds. SimonWho finds trouble drawing a breath. Ribs begin to crack.
An adult yeti comes forward. It grabs the furry arms of the smaller one and carefully breaks the iron grip. SimonWho falls to the floor, gasping and holding his side.
"Careful," the adult yeti scolds. "SimonYeti must not break SimonWho." It turns to SimonWho. "Corbin sorry, Doctor. Corbin sorry, but SimonYeti too excited." It shows concern in its large, blue eyes. "Doctor okay?"
SimonYeti starts to charge him again, but Corbin grabs her son by the scruff of the neck and holds him suspending in the air, kicking and wiggling.
Corbin the Yeti
SimonYeti the Baby Yeti
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Oooo... I'm okay... I think. Let me just...
*hovers a bone-knitter over his sides*
Ah. There we go, much better. Must remember to wear my iron girdle on days like today. Right, so are we ready to hit the slopes? Has everyone got skiis? Poles? A ridiculous hat?
Excellent.
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My goodness Corbin has grown up very quickly. He's very cute for a litty furry monster.
skis. check.
poles. check.
ridiculous hat. (this is where the jayne hat becames particularly practical!) check.
knee pads. check.
elbow pads. check.
Ok! I think i'm ready to go! Someone point me to the bunny...err little yeti slope!
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I shall not be skiing with ya'll today- I think I'd much rather snowboard 
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*pulls the other potter-clone out of the water with just as much difficulty as the first*
"I can't ski..."
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“We’re going skiing? Count me in!” From the large airlock door, a tall, beautiful black woman smiles confidently.
“No way, Trey!” Deuce counters. “Don’t even think you’ll win! And that goes for the rest of you, too! I’ll beat you ALL to the bottom!”
Trey frowns. “It doesn’t have to be a race, sweetie. You can just have fun.”
Deuce gives an evil grin. “It’s ALWAYS a race, Trey! That’s what fun IS!”
From behind Trey, others of the Sereni-Tree’s crew file in, including TheRealMe, Jake7, Brides 5, 6, and 7, and perhaps others. They are still under the influence of that two-and-a-half month anniversary party they just attended in the Persepolis 8 space station.
Deuce, Bride2
Trey, Bride3
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