03-14-2012, 03:44 AM
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So it was the second call to meet this month, but this time the dulcet tones of Alaki rang out, and not her mother. Caprica pulled a face, because no one could see her down here where she was moving piles of wood around in the cavern tunnel, but it couldn't cover up the way she sprang to attention and eagerly began to mess with her hair and dart into her own den for a beaded scarf to shrug round her shoulders. So far they'd both been acting pleasantly to one another, like adults, although she guessed that had been heightened by her excitement at the Rast festival. The facts stood that she was currently trying to prove him wrong, and failing - because the book she needed was nowhere to be found, and so far she refused to try the ordinary blacksmithing volumes. A katana was special, she understood and needed different treatment. She would find her book in Halifax, she was sure… when she found time to travel.[/html]
He wouldn't bring it up today though, as it was clear she hadn't had enough time. Indeed, even as she muttered her way down the tunnel - what does that grumpy-faced sword-botherer want now I wonder… Caprica found herself grinning and walking as fast as she could to the commons.
When she walked in, her eyes found the Samurai and she lifted a brow at his groomed state. Winking at Alexander, Caprica nodded to Aeron and then went to sit with her mother and brothers to await the news.