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towerofanimus2013-05-02 05:44 pm
bloodyashes) wrote in towerofanimus2013-05-02 05:44 pm
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Characters: A grumpy redhead and YOU.
Setting: Cafeteria/kitchens, backdated to yesterday.
Format: [why do I even put this on here]
Summary: The siren's call of real food has drawn someone out of his post-event hiding place.
Warnings: Possibly event aftermath?
[He's done a good job of making himself missing the last week and a half, holed up in a back corner of the library with a beanbag and as many books as he can carry. It's actually a bit of a surprise when the new month comes around, bringing with it food other than Jason's nutrition bars, and that, ultimately, is what draws him away from the standard part of the cafeteria and back into the kitchens. It definitely seems to have put him in a better mood - he's more animated than he's been in a while as he looks through the cupboards and large refrigerator.
Before long, he's got a pot of water boiling for tea and a selection of chicken breast on the cutting board, a knife in hand as he trims away fat and chops the chicken into smaller pieces. Maybe if you approach him, he'll make your something that isn't covered in flowers.
But don't count on it.]
Setting: Cafeteria/kitchens, backdated to yesterday.
Format: [why do I even put this on here]
Summary: The siren's call of real food has drawn someone out of his post-event hiding place.
Warnings: Possibly event aftermath?
[He's done a good job of making himself missing the last week and a half, holed up in a back corner of the library with a beanbag and as many books as he can carry. It's actually a bit of a surprise when the new month comes around, bringing with it food other than Jason's nutrition bars, and that, ultimately, is what draws him away from the standard part of the cafeteria and back into the kitchens. It definitely seems to have put him in a better mood - he's more animated than he's been in a while as he looks through the cupboards and large refrigerator.
Before long, he's got a pot of water boiling for tea and a selection of chicken breast on the cutting board, a knife in hand as he trims away fat and chops the chicken into smaller pieces. Maybe if you approach him, he'll make your something that isn't covered in flowers.
But don't count on it.]
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It's food.
[Incidentally, accidentally killing you doesn't mean you'll get any nice treatment out of him.]
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And okay, that was a dumb question.]
It looks like chicken. What are you doing with it?
[If you're going to continue to be an ass, he'll be tempted to tie you by yourr hair to the nearest cabinet door.]
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Frying it.
[He's going to continue to be an ass, I'm afraid, and if you try anything with his hair he will pour chicken guts all over yours.]
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And he's not tying anyone to anything, and also not leaving, despite half a minute of quiet deliberation and faces behind Asch's back.]
...Can I watch you make it?
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Asch growls under his breath.]
Do what you like.