Back home to Uriel

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After her experience with Katou, Doll was quite content to return to Uriel's house-tree in Critter Country. Still wet, hair heavy with water and her dress torn, Doll entered and gladly took a seat on the floor. All of that, and she had almost nothing to show for the day.

What was she to tell him?

"Uriel-sama, I've returned. I hope the tea I left here for you earlier was sufficient." She hadn't a chance to check it for taste before leaving again. "I'll try to get a teapot again tomorrow. Today was a bit...busy."

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"It is quite okay, Doll. Busy how?" Uriel turned to look at the Doll, his intention to ask her whether anything interesting had happened. Her appearance, however, proved that something had indeed happened.

It was only with a great effort that he managed to keep himself calm, telling himself that any amount of rage now wouldn't reach whoever had caused this to happen to his precious little Doll but would only cause her more trouble. "What happened, Doll?" he asked, worried. "How did you get into such a state?"

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Doll had been about to answer his first question, but stopped once he asked about her appearance. Head tilted, she recalled that there was that tear at her neck and she WAS still pretty wet.

"Well...." How did she even go about explaining this properly? Doll tried to think back to the very thing that started it all, and remembered, oh yeah, that cake! Smiling, she told Uriel, "Katou was nice to me the other day, so I baked him a cake to thank him. He started saying bad things about it, though, so I pushed it in his face. Then he started throwing cake back at me and we had a cake fight."

Tone still cheerful, she continued; "Somewhere in there my dress got torn. Then we went down to the lake to clean off, and we had to wash our clothes. Since I didn't have anything extra to wear, I just wore my dress back home. You don't mind, do you? I'll need to find something to fix the tear," she fingered it absently while speaking of it.

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Katou? Well, that explained quite a lot. However, the story still surprised him. "You and Katou are getting along? Well, that is wonderful." No, he had not forgotten her mentions about Katou saying bad things or a cake fight. However, Doll was smiling and seemed quite cheerful despite being wet. If the two had truly hated each other as much as before, she would have most probably been enraged at Katou -- and Uriel doubted she would have come home in even as good a state as she was in now.

However, now was not the time to ponder such things, as there were more pressing matters at hand. "Are you cold?" he asked, worried. "It's not as warm at night aroud here and you are wet." Doll couldn't get a cold, being, well, doll -- or at least so Uriel definitely hoped. However, he wasn't entirely sure whether she could feeld coldness.

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Doll wasn't so sure SHE would call it getting along, but it was hard to be angry after he had at least attempt to wash her hair. And the bathing hadn't been too upsetting.

"I guess we got on. I washed his hair, and he washed mine for me. But he's awful at it," Doll insisted, frowning a bit.

Once asked about whether or not she was cold, she shrugged a bit, then shook her hair. The place didn't feel any different than usual, she just felt...very wet. And when she walked it seemed as though she was sloshing about. "I don't seem cold, but being wet is uncomfortable."

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"Well, it is good that you aren't cold, but you really should get dry," Uriel mused. Gabriel could of course get rid of the water easily, while Raphael could probably use a breeze to dry it. Even Michael might be able to dry it -- provided he didn't set poor Doll on fire in the process -- but Uriel himself, well, he had no powers that could help him dry Doll.

A thought entered his mind. "Wait here for a moment, okay?" he said, heading towards the door. "I'll be back in just a moment."

He returned after a little more than a moment but hopefully still soon enough. In his arms he was carrying a variety of towels, one of them even bearing a picture of Tinkerbell. "These should help you get dry," he commented.

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Doll, of course, was unaware of any of this; all she knew was that Uriel was brilliant for bringing her towels. "Thank-you, Uriel-sama!"

Beaming, she undid her dress and stepped out of it -- getting dried off while wearing a wet dress would hardly work, after all.

"How cute! A fairy," Doll pointed out as she took the Tinkerbell towel first. She took another to try to wrap her hair in, but had trouble getting it to twist up. The long, curly strands simply fought back and unraveled everything, so Doll gave up and.

Sitting on the floor, one towel being rubbed through her hair one section at a time, the other towel loosely wrapped around her (slipping off), Doll battled on with the water and fabric.

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Most people would probably have found it strange to see a young girl readily taking her dress off in front of a grown man. Uriel, however, saw nothing strange with this. He had shaped Doll's body himself, after all, and restarting her body required taking her clothes off. The absence of Doll's dress was thus nothing new to him.

While Doll tried to get herself dry, Uriel settled his hand on the wall. "You don't have to worry about finding something with which to fix your dress," he said, starting to form something out of the wall. "I'll just make you a new one. What would you like it to be like?" He started to weave a fabric out of the plant fibres, making sure to make it as soft as he only could manage.

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Beaming, Doll looked up from under her massive curtain of curls and said, "Thank-you, Uriel-sama. You are so wonderful." He had already given her so much, and here in Disneyland, she wasn't able to do as much for him as she did back home.

But...a new dress?

"I like the one you gave me, so I would like anything you made for me. But perhaps something with pink? And more frills, or layers? Something a bit more girlie?" Doll asked, unsure if that was pratical for chores or not. But Katou had said (implied, really) she didn't look enough like a girl, so naturally, Doll wanted to fix that.

"And Uriel-sama," there was a slight moment of hesitation, as though she wasn't sure she wanted to ask, "why would Katou say I don't look enough like a girl?"

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Uriel smiled a bit. "Oh, it's nothing," he said, and meant it. After all, this was Doll.

"Pink and frilly, you say? Let's see..." He modified the fabric a bit further, reshaping into something Doll might like. "Would this (http://kss.mysticalaura.com/galleries/gallery/a5.jpg) be all right?" he asked then, showing the dress to Doll.

"Katou said that?" he asked then, blinking. "I really have no idea why he would say that. In my opinion," he said, still having a rare smile on his face, "you look like a very wonderful girl."

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Pink and frills were, as she had imagined, very girlie, and the instant Doll saw the dress her face seemed to light up, lips curling high, eyes bright and intent on it.

"That's absolutely perfect. Thank-you, Uriel-sama! I will gladly wear the dress you've made for me. When I'm dry again, of course," Doll told him, even as she started to rub herself down, and tried her hair once more.

Normally she liked her hair, but at this current moment, it was a pain.

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Doll liked it, so it was good. Uriel nodded. "Of course. It would make no sense to wear a dry dress just to make it wet again," he said.

After a moment of watching her struggling with her hair, he asked, "Would you like me to help you dry your hair?"

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She nodded at Uriel's logical understanding in relation to the dress, and then Doll's face only grew brighter when he asked about her hair.

"Of course, Uriel-sama! I would appreciate it." And she would bet anything in the world Uriel could be so much more gentle with her hair than Katou. Uriel could do everything better than Katou, she was positive about that.

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Had Uriel known what Doll was thinking, he would not have known what to think, himself. A part of him would have wanted to jump in Katou's defense -- of course his son could do everything perfectly! -- but another, more rational part of him knew that Katou was usually not the gentlest of people. And not very nice, either, most of the time.

However, as he did not know what Doll was thinking, he merely took one of the towels he had brought for her and started drying her hair, careful not to pull at it. He didn't want Doll to get hurt, after all.

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And naturally, once Doll could close her eyes and just enjoy Uriel's consideration, the first thing out of her mouth was, "Oh yes, you're so much more gentle with hair than Katou is."

But, she reminded herself, of course Uriel knew how to treat a girl. He was so much more refined than Katou, and smarter, and wiser, and kinder and everything better, better.... So, why then, was Katou the one she kept talking and thinking about? Because he sucks so much I can't help but need to complain about him, Doll told herself.

Yeah, that's it. Sure.

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"I am, am I?" Uriel raised his eyebrows. "Well, thank you, I guess." He then cocked his head to the side. "You know," he said, "you've been talking about Katou quite a lot lately." She had, too, and not just today (when it was quite understandable). "Is there any reason for your interest or am I just paying more attention to any comments about him?"

It could be just that, of course. As the two people most important to him were Doll and Katou, of course he would pay more attention to anything being said about the two.

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"It's not an interest," Doll rushed to quickly defend herself. "There isn't really anyone else to talk about. I haven't met all that many people, aside from Crowley and Kira. Kira I...well, I've not seen him since I arrived here, and Crowley I barely met today."

There was no way she was talking so much about Katou without a good reason. How could she not? "Besides, he's so rude, he's earned my constant complaints," she had to insist, fiddling with the towel wrapped around her body.

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"You mean you have only managed to meet three people, aside from me, during your stay in the park?" asked Uriel, raising his eyebrows. "That is almost impressive, you know." Even he, the eternal loner, had met more people.

"Well, he can be that, occasionally," Uriel then admitted, the rational part of his mind taking over the fatherly pride part. "However, I doubt anybody could earn your constant complaints no matter what they did." He didn't mean it, of course he didn't. However, it was kind of fun to tease Doll.

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[To date she's met two more people, but I'm pretty sure she didn't know them just yet during this RP. Just so John or Pegasus don't think they've been forgotten....]

Doll nodded when asked about the number of people. "I've just spent so much time looking for a teapot, and the only people that were there when I arrived were Kira, Katou and you, Uriel-sama."

When he said all she was capable of complaints, Doll, insulted, turned to Uriel with wide eyes of disbelief. "Uriel-sama! How can you say that when for you I have nothing but praise to say. You are simply incredible for making me, and generous to provide for me. And I have nothing bad to say about Kira" - thus far - "it's simply that Katou is so mean to me! And rude!"

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"I never said you complain to everyone! I just meant you always complain about Katou. And if I do provide for you, there is no generosity in that -- I am responsible for you, having made you."

At her comments about Katou, he almost-smiled. "And noisy. And smelly, probably. And he never knows when to stop. And, worst of all, he always complains about people when they aren't listening."

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At Uriel's list of Katou's bad traits, Doll gladly nodded her head. Her eyes started to widen, and she looked quite pleased someone else understood her pain.

"Yes! And he's loud, and obnoxious. And oh, he's so bossy!" Doll confided in Uriel. "He told me to clean, and kept ordering me around as though I was HIS personal servant. But I'm not! I'm yours! Only Uriel-sama's. What is he going to do next? Tell me what to cook for him? And what to wear?"

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Uriel half-smiled at Doll's stubborn ignoring of the little jab at herself. Well, never let it be said that he was purposefully mean to her, so he didn't remind her of it.

"Katou told you to clean?" he echoed. "Pray tell who caused the mess?" Knowing the two, it could be either of them -- or, possibly, both.

He then petted the girl's still wet hair. "Oh, yes. You are my lovely little Doll."

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Doll nodded. "He started it by saying my cake was ugly, so then I hit him in the face with it. But then he started attacking me with cake, so I guess both of us were at fault," Doll admitted, granted, it didn't take long before she added, "But it was still his house, and he started it. And he shouldn't go around ordering me to do things!"

At having her head patted, Doll beamed at Uriel. Had she been a kitten, she would have purred, content.

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Uriel blinked. "You hit Katou in the face with a cake?" he asked, just to confirm it. "That must have been... something of a sight." He half-wishes he could have seen it. Only half, however -- Katou would probably then associate him with the humiliation, and that's the last thing he wants.

"Well, if you participated in making a mess, you should help to clean it, even if it is his house," Uriel pointed out. "After all, if Katou came here and messed every place, you would expect him to clean up after himself, right?"

He absently continued patting her head, hardly even noticing he was still doing it.

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In return, Doll absently tried to nuzzle Uriel's hand when she could, lifting to accept more of the affection.

All the while whining, "But Katou helped make the mess too, so he should have offered to help instead of just ordering me around to clean it up." Granted, her voice was starting to calm with Uriel's patting.

"And yes, I hit him in the face with the cake. I went through all of that trouble to make it for him, and he insulted it," she explained with a pout. How could he be so cruel? It took ages to make that stupid thing.

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"Look, Katou's not always the nicest of people. ...In fact, I doubt he ever is the nicest of people. But he has his good points, too, if only you could try to see them before starting to fight with him." He suspected she had seen something good in Katou, or she wouldn't have made the cake in the first place. Unfortunately, this point seemed to have been lost, later.

"I'm sure a cake in the face only did him good."

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Doll looked slightly lost, up until Uriel said the cake would have done Katou good, then she nodded, smiling. Now he understood!

"Yes, he deserved it."

[I'm sorry to be annoying, but Pegasus put up a letter for Uriel in the comm. Did you see it or was it missed? Did you need time to respond? Did you already do this and I was unaware?]

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Uriel smiled faintly. Doll truly had a one-track mind when it came to Katou.

"Are you about dry now?" he then asked, still working on her hair with a towel. It wasn't perhaps completely dry yet, but at least she wouldn't cause a fog by shacking her head now.

((You're not annoying by any means, just a welcome reminder I should stop worrying so much about how to respond and get it over with...))

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She was, in fact, still thinking about him, even after they stopped talking about him, but Doll liked to pretend she wasn't. It was for the best. She would sound obsessed if she kept going, wouldn't she? Or...that's how their conversation made her feel.

"Yes, Uriel-sama! So I can try on the dress you made for me," Doll said cheerfully, pulling the towels off. Naturally, it wasn't long before she was in it, smiling prettily and asking, "How does it look? Girlie?"

Some part of her should have asked why she even cared if Katou found her girlie or not....

[[Okay. Still sorry. I hope you didn't feel rushed or anything.]]

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"You look lovely as usual, Doll," Uriel replied sincerely. "The dress suits you even if I do say so myself."

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"As long as it's girlie. Thank-you so much, Uriel-sama," Doll said, hands clasped in front of her. After a while she perked up, remembered the tea, and went off to get some.

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((I do think so, yes.))