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Post by eternalwater on Jan 7, 2009 18:47:48 GMT -7
Sal grabbed a cup and filled it almost to the brim with coffee, cream and sugar. He took a deep breath then slowly raised the mug to his mouth and drank. He felt a surge of warmth across his whole body, and his taste buds were always delighted by this drink that he considered a delicacy.
>>>"So where are you from? If you feel like sharing, that is."<<<
Sal rested his mug on a table and thought for a moment. He hadn't been to his ORIGINAL home in years, not to mention he moved around the states a lot. He never really had a place he lived permanently.
"Well... my original home was somewhere off in the atlantic. Kinda far out on an island that I think still has not been found. It was tainted for my clan and we were forced out into the states. We had a lot of trouble adapting and I suppose I never really had a place to call 'home'..."
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Kasim Chionesu
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Post by Kasim Chionesu on Jan 9, 2009 12:49:49 GMT -7
Kasim filled his mug and added a cube of sugar. He stirred as he listened to Sal's short, very matter of fact reply. He nodded somberly and took a sip, his tongue curling at the still strong taste of the coffee. He grabbed a few more cubes of sugar and dropped them in as they replied.
"The Atlantic? It probably wasn't very tropical there, unless it was in the Caribbean, was it?" He stirred and took another sip, satisfied with the level of sweet. "That's a shame that your family were forced to leave. My...Well..." Kasim hesitated, and then decided to continue. "My birth parents were apparently refugees from Africa. I don't know if they were forced or ran, but I think I can understand how it feels."
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