02 | they should worry

[alephbet]

Characters: Aleph and you!
Setting: Floors 25, 14, 3, and 1
Format: Action brackets, can change to prose if asked.
Summary: Aleph relaxes, offends people's eardrums, and learns to cook.
Warnings: Nothing so far!

[Floor 25]
[Aleph was quickly finding out that the one thing the tower was short of, apart from 'exits', 'safety', or 'peace of mind', was 'things to do'.

This may have been one reason why he was sitting in the meadow making a daisy chain.

The other reason... well, he'd just never been in a place this green before. Arcadia didn't count.]

[Floor 14]
[Having set up a karaoke machine in the media room, Aleph naturally decided to practice on it a little. It was fun, it was relaxing, it was enjoyable. No problem, right?

There is one thing about Aleph that a fair number of demons could tell you after an unfortunate attempt at winning them over...

Aleph could not sing.

His voice defied the previous definition of 'off-key'. It made 'off-key' sound like the opera instead. This was just plain bad any way you looked at it.

Oblivious, Aleph would continue to sing until someone stopped him or threw something at his head.]

[Floor 3]
[The books Aleph gathered up in one large pile were all about cooking. Basic cooking, nothing too advanced. After carrying them over to a table, he would just flip through them, stopping on recipes at random. Bother him?]

[Floor 1]
[And after that, of course Aleph went to try to cook something. It wasn't going well, though, and the first... whatever it was supposed to be that he pulled out of the oven was a total mess.]

...I guess I should go back over the recipe.

Comments

[Floor 1]

[technologic]

[And here's one redhead who came to get some food and noted the mess he was pulling out of the oven. So she'll just be peering around him and looking at what was once food.]

... What happened?

[Floor 1]

[alephbet]

I'm not exactly sure. This is clearly not lasagna.

[technologic]

Definitely not... Maybe you left it in the oven for too long?

[alephbet]

I must have. Is any part of this still edible?

[technologic]

[April squints at it.] ... I've eaten a lot of bad stuff over the years, but I'm gonna have to say no.

[alephbet]

[Aleph sighs and tosses the whole thing out in the trash.] Time to start over.

[technologic]

I'm sure you'll do better next time... Is this your first time cooking?

[alephbet]

I traveled a lot, and ovens are hard to bring along with you.

[technologic]

Ehe, I know the feeling. But cooking with an oven isn't too bad once you get the hang of it.

Floor 1

[fusedstars]

...I take it you aren't used to cooking?

[Dear god, was it his imagination, or was the thing twitching?]

[alephbet]

Nothing complicated. I'm mostly on the road.

[Could very well be.]

[fusedstars]

I'll assume you require some help here. [No way was he going to have supplies whittle down.]

[alephbet]

I would appreciate that, thank you. I was using this recipe book. [He indicates a basic cookbook on the counter.]

[fusedstars]

[He went over to inspect, flipping through some of the pages with a frown. He had used his own little cookbook, so seeing this was a real surprise. The instructions were, well...]

This is unreliable. It fails to even grasp the concept of getting the best results, only the bare minimum, or worse.

[alephbet]

No wonder it turned out so badly. What should I be using instead?

[fusedstars]

Depends. What exactly were you trying to make?

[He couldn't even tell what in the hell that thing was supposed to be.]

[alephbet]

Lasagna.

Floor 25

[foreseeing_one]

*Not too far from where Aleph had settled down to make his daisy chain, an androgynous-looking person with their long inky black hair down seemed to... be hugging the grass. Maybe, like Aleph, they missed greenery?*

[alephbet]

[Seeing no reason not to make conversation...]

I'm surprised they gave us a place this nice in the tower.

[foreseeing_one]

I'm surprised as well, *said the person, voice slightly muffled by the flowers.* Maybe it's a trap at night?

[alephbet]

Could be. But from what I've heard, everywhere's that way. This isn't worse than anywhere else.

[foreseeing_one]

*Futomimi smiles.* I might dare say it's much better. I had never seen plantlife before.

[alephbet]

What kind of place did you live in?

[foreseeing_one]

The Vortex World. It's rather barren. *He sits up to look at Aleph, crossing his legs.*

[alephbet]

It doesn't sound like a pleasant place.

[He thinks of Makai, for some reason.]