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fishingforcompliments) wrote2020-06-07 10:24 am
fishingforcompliments) wrote2020-06-07 10:24 am
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[I guess he did say pencil her in for Monday, but Taako isn't really wasting time digging into the kitchen supplies available in here - rattling about in the cabinets and flicking burners on and off. If Flayn wanders in he'll actually look up.]
I suppose it'll have to do.
I suppose it'll have to do.
[She does indeed wander in, having found a change of clothes in her cabin. She isn't much interested in food from a buffet, so she's actually pretty relieved when she sees Taako.]
The kitchen here is rather different from the one I am used to, but... it will work, will it not?
The kitchen here is rather different from the one I am used to, but... it will work, will it not?
[Taako . . . hasn't actually changed, because he's actually find with booty shorts and birkenstocks, but he has added a large wizard's hat. This is his casual outfit.]
Like I said, I can make anything work. I wouldn't call it five stars and I'm, y'know, loathe to give any credit to kidnappers, but it's not terrible. Functional anyway. I'm sure I'll find complaints if you give me a minute.
Like I said, I can make anything work. I wouldn't call it five stars and I'm, y'know, loathe to give any credit to kidnappers, but it's not terrible. Functional anyway. I'm sure I'll find complaints if you give me a minute.
[Flayn can't help but giggle a little at that.]
I can wait a minute, if you would like to complain about it!
[Better than giving kidnappers credit, anyway.]
I can wait a minute, if you would like to complain about it!
[Better than giving kidnappers credit, anyway.]
[Hm hhhhhhmmmm hm.]
Well, the stove is right next to the sink, which is going to be a pain in the ass for proper mise en place, you know? Prep work really needs a great deal of counterspace and they've set it up all wrong.
Well, the stove is right next to the sink, which is going to be a pain in the ass for proper mise en place, you know? Prep work really needs a great deal of counterspace and they've set it up all wrong.
[She glances around and -]
Ah, you are right... I had not even noticed that. You truly do have the eyes of a chef.
Ah, you are right... I had not even noticed that. You truly do have the eyes of a chef.
Really? Had an ex that once said they were like a shark's.
[That wasn't a compliment.]
So, you mentioned cooking lessons?
[That wasn't a compliment.]
So, you mentioned cooking lessons?
[She studies his eyes for a moment, then shakes her head.]
Your ex does not know what they are talking about. They are nothing like the eyes of a shark.
[Anyway.]
Oh! Yes! If you would not mind, I would greatly appreciate it...
Your ex does not know what they are talking about. They are nothing like the eyes of a shark.
[Anyway.]
Oh! Yes! If you would not mind, I would greatly appreciate it...
. . . Fine, but only because of the compliment.
[Wow! Wow.]
But I'm not going to go easy on you. Exactly the same rules as when my Aunt taught me: no whining, no crying, no cheating with magic, and no asking Lup to save you.
[Wow! Wow.]
But I'm not going to go easy on you. Exactly the same rules as when my Aunt taught me: no whining, no crying, no cheating with magic, and no asking Lup to save you.
[Even if it's only because of the compliment, she's getting cooking lessons, so that's good enough for her.
She nods, her expression determined.]
Very well, Chef Taako! I understand your terms, and I shall do my best. What should we begin with?
She nods, her expression determined.]
Very well, Chef Taako! I understand your terms, and I shall do my best. What should we begin with?
So you should know the basic rules of cooking. Um, what did she say . . . Fuck, this was like, two centuries ago— [Pausing.] Um. One century ago.
Hm. Always use a sharp knife. Fat is good. Add too much salt to the pasta water, then add more. Hard herbs go in first, soft herbs go in last. Learn the recipe, then throw it away. Rules are for suckers. Cook your favorite things forever.
Pfft-- Wow. Cheesy.
Anyway, my only important rule is that I'm the boss and I'm always right.
Hm. Always use a sharp knife. Fat is good. Add too much salt to the pasta water, then add more. Hard herbs go in first, soft herbs go in last. Learn the recipe, then throw it away. Rules are for suckers. Cook your favorite things forever.
Pfft-- Wow. Cheesy.
Anyway, my only important rule is that I'm the boss and I'm always right.
Edited 2020-06-08 05:31 (UTC)
[She wishes she had something to write this down with. Alas, she does not, so she's just going to have to try her best to commit this to memory, so she repeats after him under her breath.
When he finishes speaking, she echoes after him:]
...Chef Taako is the boss and he is always right!
When he finishes speaking, she echoes after him:]
...Chef Taako is the boss and he is always right!
Bingo-bango, right on! Already a, uh, great student.
[He. He just loves compliments, even when he demands them.]
Weeeeeeee- [He does a little drumroll.] Are gonna roast a chicken! I've been craving it. So many of them around . . .
[He. He just loves compliments, even when he demands them.]
Weeeeeeee- [He does a little drumroll.] Are gonna roast a chicken! I've been craving it. So many of them around . . .
Roast chicken?
[That does sound delicious. Her stomach growls as she thinks about it.]
I have not had that in quite a while... do they have whole chickens in the pantry?
[They can't possibly cook one of the chickens with the hats, can they?]
[That does sound delicious. Her stomach growls as she thinks about it.]
I have not had that in quite a while... do they have whole chickens in the pantry?
[They can't possibly cook one of the chickens with the hats, can they?]
[Thinking.]
There are a bunch of them . . . do you think they'd notice if one was gone?
[But, fine, looking in the fridge. it's a magic fridge, so, yeah, there's a chicken. Taking it and plonking it on the counter.]
You know what a cast iron pan looks like?
There are a bunch of them . . . do you think they'd notice if one was gone?
[But, fine, looking in the fridge. it's a magic fridge, so, yeah, there's a chicken. Taking it and plonking it on the counter.]
You know what a cast iron pan looks like?
I suppose that they might if they are attached to them...
[Are they? She's not sure. They might be. But there's a chicken in the fridge, so that will do.]
Ah - I know what pans look like, but I have not heard of that specific type.
[Are they? She's not sure. They might be. But there's a chicken in the fridge, so that will do.]
Ah - I know what pans look like, but I have not heard of that specific type.
[Digging around, before he shows up again with a big heavy cast iron pan. Swinging it a little to demonstrate.]
Good for self-defense too, if you're into that sorta thing.
Good for self-defense too, if you're into that sorta thing.
Have you ever needed to defend yourself with one? It sounds as though you are speaking from experience.
[is there a story here...]
[is there a story here...]
Oh, nah, I hit people with fireballs!
[Setting it down on the counter.]
Okay, we need lemon, garlic, butter and salt.
[Setting it down on the counter.]
Okay, we need lemon, garlic, butter and salt.
I shall find them!
[ONWARD. she goes rummaging through the kitchen and produces the ingredients he asks for! she doesn't know exactly where it is, so it's a little slower than it would be done by someone who was already familiar with the place, but it's probably fine.]
Here you are, Chef Taako!
[ONWARD. she goes rummaging through the kitchen and produces the ingredients he asks for! she doesn't know exactly where it is, so it's a little slower than it would be done by someone who was already familiar with the place, but it's probably fine.]
Here you are, Chef Taako!
[WELL, THEY'RE... ALIVE... THERE'S THAT... THAT'S A PLUS...
fever aside, though, a man is still dead! well. a sword. man. whatever, he was a sentient being, the specifics don't matter. luckily, an elf is not dead. wherever taako happens to be (are they still outside in the rain?), flayn calls out to him.]
—Taako? Do you... do you feel strange today?
[a beat.]
Aside from the... "someone is dead" thing.
fever aside, though, a man is still dead! well. a sword. man. whatever, he was a sentient being, the specifics don't matter. luckily, an elf is not dead. wherever taako happens to be (are they still outside in the rain?), flayn calls out to him.]
—Taako? Do you... do you feel strange today?
[a beat.]
Aside from the... "someone is dead" thing.
[Taako is in fact, out in the rain, because it's slightly cooler out here! Also. He has an umbrella.]
Yeah, shit, I'm hot as hell-- I mean not in my normal way. You?
Yeah, shit, I'm hot as hell-- I mean not in my normal way. You?
Yes... I feel feverish.
[she's not using an umbrella, because... yeah. the rain is cooler, and frankly, she's all for anything that will help her cool down.
she fidgets a little uncomfortably.]
...I - did we just catch some kind of cold, from being outside at night? That... that is all this is, correct?
[she's not using an umbrella, because... yeah. the rain is cooler, and frankly, she's all for anything that will help her cool down.
she fidgets a little uncomfortably.]
...I - did we just catch some kind of cold, from being outside at night? That... that is all this is, correct?
I think it's all of us. Some sort of curse would be my guess, or it wouldn't be the same thing for everyone, right?
[she nods slowly]
That must be it. If our symptoms and the fact that we were outside is what we had in common...
That must be it. If our symptoms and the fact that we were outside is what we had in common...
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