[Open] What a lovely day for a picnic~

[bloodwriter]

Characters: Disciple, Dolorosa, and open to anybody!
Setting: Floor Twenty-Five
Format: We're comfortable with any format you decide to put up.
Summary: Dolorosa & Disciple decide they would like a nice time away from it all, so why not have a nice picnic? If you would like something cooked over an open fire, Di will happily cook it for you!
Warnings: Fire and smoke, but only if you are really careless when playing out in the open.

After running to get to this peaceful floor, Disciple happily runs out in the open to floor 25. She falls instantly on the grass and rolls in it as Dolorosa quietly sets up the big blanket and the food. Embarrassed that she wasn't helping out, Disciple gets up and does her fair share by setting up a small fire to cook on.

When done, they both smile at their accomplishment and relax.

Comments

[bloodwriter]

She huffed in annoyance and crossed her arms.

"Hey! What is wrong with my spoils? If anything, I haul great catches!"

[restitchtime]

"If by great you mean stinking and more than it's worth."

She shrugs. Skinning and cooking her own dinner isn't exactly Rose's idea of fun, considering her exclusively urban upbringing.

[bloodwriter]

She looked away in thought.

"Huh. You are right in that aspect. Smell is certainly the downside of hunting."

Di still brightens up though and looks towards Rose.

"It is still worth the time to me though! And if you would like, I will be more than happy to make it more pleasant by cooking it for you."

[restitchtime]

"What I'd really like is to not be bothered by it at all." Rose replies, face and tone perking up in a mockery of the Disciple's own. She can't help herself sometimes.

[bloodwriter]

Ok, she recognizes what she's doing and is just...giving her a look now.

[restitchtime]

Rose smirks right back, clearly pleased with herself. Even better if Disciple calls her on it, as that leads right into a nice antagonistic conversation.