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acatalepsy_logs2018-09-09 11:51 pm
isaz) wrote in 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.
[ 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 ♥ ]
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 ♥ ]
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[ Boreas waves a hand almost dismissively. It sounds hypocritical, but it makes sense to him. If someone can't do something in a community, it's only logical that someone else take up the role. ]
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[Akira doesn't mask the small smile that curves up the corners of his mouth]
I'm a little surprised everyone here has mobilized to help each other so quickly and thoroughly.
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[ He folds his arms again; the gesture seems to be his default posture while standing ]
We don't have any allies from outside this place. We have to work together.
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Fortunately, most people here feel the same way. Which is kind of surprising, but I won't complain.
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I'm sure. We'll be cooperating in the future too, so I'll look forward to it.
[ Which includes feeding y'all apparently ]
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[he's considered what may happen if, in the future, the Circle broke off into factions. that hasn't happened at all so far, and he doesn't expect it to happen anytime soon, but. it's always a possibility]
[the fact that most of them were in agreement about helping when they could was almost a miracle in and of itself]
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I don't tolerate selfishness at the cost of other people. I'll put a stop to any breach of justice.
[ — because it's what he's always done. Even if he feels a little strange saying it in a place that does not need him to affirm his identity, his face doesn't quite show any of it.
... It's not like being in a different place will change who he is, would it?
(Probably not??)
Either way, he'll observe Akira's reaction ]
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[Akira glances up from his meal to peer at the Wintersmith curiously, utensil hanging loosely in his fingers. for a moment, he just looks thoughtful. and then. . . he grins]
When you say it like that, you sound like a superhero.
[but he isn't mocking, even though he teases]
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I'm not a superhero. I just have principles that I take seriously.
[ Like Akira, he isn't mocking either. He says this frankly as a truth - as how one would comment that the sky is blue. ]
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[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.
we can wrap this one up?
Of course. You have my word for that.
sounds good!
[he'll remember this exchange, that's for sure]