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THE WINTERSMITH. ([personal profile] isaz) wrote in [community profile] acatalepsy_logs2018-09-09 11:51 pm

[open] come along for food

Who: Boreas and you!
Where: Kitchen
When: Lunchtime, early part of sick week 1
Rating: Nothing spicy here except food, maybe
What: Grumpy dragon dad cooks.

From: Wintersmith

I am roasting something I hunted.

Tell me something about your home and I will give you a piece.

[ True to his message, Boreas can be found inside the Temple's rudimentary kitchen. He's cleared out a decent amount of space next to the oven, the carcass of a deer-pigeon fusion animal on the counter with half of the meat sliced off. A rich smell emanates from the brick oven where several cuts of meat are currently cooking - not-quite buttery, carrying notes of spice and zest.

He'll be cooking slices of the deerpigeon as people come, plating them when the juices have completely soaked in. The meat is a bit tough, which he has tried to remedy by cutting slits in the meat in hopes that the residual fat would soften the muscle. What might stand out to others is the manner that it has been seasoned with - the meat is rubbed with butter and some oil to make up for the leanness of the meat, but there is also noticeable amounts of berry paste stuffed into the steak. The texture of the paste is much like pesto, along with how little it has been added, clearly evident that it is meant to serve as seasoning. If one licks a bit of the paste, they'll find that it's the source of the spiciness. It's a strange sort of flavour, but not entirely unpleasant - just unique. Mixed in with the paste are bits of something hard, possibly seeds. Biting them stings, like peppercorns.

Adults may be offered a glass of wine if they look like they need one. Otherwise, feel free to hang out in the kitchen while he cooks his kill. Ask questions, chat with each other, tell him stories while the temple flu isn't too intense.

Occasionally one might see him with his horns replaced by bunny ears. There's probably a reason to it but he's not telling you ]


[ ooc: feel free to tag each other as well! he'll just be around cooking until the meat runs out. if anyone has taste preferences he can try to accommodate them. if you'd like to do wildcards I'm game. hit me up on plurk or via pm ♥ ]
purrtagonist: (My dad is not an alien)

[personal profile] purrtagonist 2018-10-08 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
I think that's a good thing.

[Akira ducks his head, turning his attention back to the meal Wintersmith prepared for him]

And while you don't need me to tell you this, I hope you keep taking them seriously. No matter what.
purrtagonist: (I cast Frustrate GM)

sounds good!

[personal profile] purrtagonist 2018-10-09 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Akira's smile isn't quite a smirk-- only because he isn't feeling well enough to really muster one up right now. but Wintersmith gets one last grin before comfortable silence lapses over them both, and Akira returns to his hearty meal]

[he'll remember this exchange, that's for sure]
invasif: (pic#12525955)

[personal profile] invasif 2018-10-10 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ A wan smile. That wasn't exactly what she asked, but she's not going to correct the sentiment either. ]

Yes, we must. I hope we will be friends in that, Wintersmith.

[ She intends that in the most courtly way possible; not like she expects him to have a sleepover. ]
sunborne: (090. - 🔥 - PRESENTATION.)

[personal profile] sunborne 2018-10-10 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
Long as it isn't too spicy, I think my systems can handle it! [ possibly.

hopefully.

maybe.

he's most definitely crossing his fingers and hoping for the best. he really, really doesn't want meddy getting mad at him for messing up his filtering systems again. daylight loves meddy with all his core, he does, but they can be intense at times. ]


My diet used to be a lot more bland when I first came here, since I couldn't eat a lot of things but! I've been trying more stuff thanks to the others here, and it's been expanding my horizon so... yeah! [ is it obvious that daylight is a bit chatty? is it? ]
invasif: (pic#12525954)

[personal profile] invasif 2018-10-16 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you.

[ She stares at the food, obvious hunger on her face, but she's afraid if she doesn't move slowly she will swallow it whole. She takes another sip of water, her lips compressed tightly around the cup, and frowning at the food. It takes her time to begin to cut it apart and put it into her mouth, and her hands shake while she does it. If nothing else, it illustrates she values control over herself quite highly.

She sits back before she can become too engrossed in the food, offering softly, ]


I find it strange to meet a lord who cooks. Is that your custom?
invasif: (pic#12525955)

[personal profile] invasif 2018-10-16 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She was much the same. A war orphan who had found a strange way upwards. She had never cared much for others, however. She had seen too many die to want to attach herself to them. By the time she was queen, all she had wanted was power. And quiet. ]

That is kind of you. While I enjoyed tending a garden to supply fresh fruit and vegetable, I never did take to cooking.
sunborne: (058. - 🔥 - PHEW.)

[personal profile] sunborne 2018-10-17 02:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ more than happy to talk, daylight begins to list down the things he's had so far. apple juice. bread. herb. vegetables. things like that.

it seems he's only been eating simple, bland things. there's obviously not a lot of spices or flavours or additives in his meals. it might explain why he's so curious to watch the man prep and cook his meal. this must be the most he's ever seen someone do anything when it comes to food. ]


Can I ask where you learned to cook, mister? [ he leans forward to try and get a better look at what's going on at the counter. ] This looks super cool. I don't think I've ever seen this sort of technique before.
invasif: (pic#12525953)

[personal profile] invasif 2018-10-21 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She smiles at him, it's a wan sort of thing. Almost like she's doing it against her will. ]

That would be nice, to garden again.

[ Or maybe there was just too much sorrow mixed in for the smile to feel quite right. ]

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