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[i'm personally sorry to strohl but his headache is suddenly going to get worse because yoru is wandering out of the xpress stuff 2 go, holding an empty glass bottle...
and then she abruptly SMASHES it on the ground and crouches down next to the mess on the floor, inspecting the broken shards.]
and then she abruptly SMASHES it on the ground and crouches down next to the mess on the floor, inspecting the broken shards.]
[calmly sorting through the glass shards, looking for something... though she briefly glances up at him.]
Noisy, aren't you?
Noisy, aren't you?
[ as yoru is wandering about doing yoru things, she might note a smell coming from the restaurant that's decidedly not steak. it smells good, though - something spicy and delicious smelling, wafting up from the kitchen stairs.
come investigate? ]
come investigate? ]
[hmmm... okay, she'll bite and follow the scent. what's cooking?]
[ what's cooking is a very delicious, spicy smelling roast of some kind - it's mouthwateringly good, and the person cooking it is...strohl! he's shed his coat and is tending to the pot when she makes her way in.
at the sound of footsteps, strohl glances up. oh. not asa. yoru! stab girl. she gets a sup nod in greeting anyhow. ]
You in here for the kitchen? Or come in by the smell?
at the sound of footsteps, strohl glances up. oh. not asa. yoru! stab girl. she gets a sup nod in greeting anyhow. ]
You in here for the kitchen? Or come in by the smell?
The smell. [glancing at the pot...] You cook?
[sorry but she's just eating, like, crackers or something for breakfast and just lounging around. glances at essek's face on the nearest screen.]
... First one to die, huh?
[said, like, wow... that's so embarrassing for him...]
... First one to die, huh?
[said, like, wow... that's so embarrassing for him...]
[ strohl's on his way to the kitchen after having done his i have to run out of the door at mach fuck to see my separation anxiety partner(s) routine, and he spots yoru and her bitch eating crackers (literal)
the tone makes him wrinkle his nose, but he makes his way over, shedding his coat and rolling up his sleeves. cooking time. ]
Seems like. God only knows why.
the tone makes him wrinkle his nose, but he makes his way over, shedding his coat and rolling up his sleeves. cooking time. ]
Seems like. God only knows why.
[well. before she can say anything, her stomach growls.
...]
Make it something good.
...]
Make it something good.
[ he waves a hand and goes over to the pantry then - honestly, he can't resist a distress call anyway, even if it's one from someone's stomach. let's see... ]
Something quick and good. Think I've got some coney cuts in here somewhere.... [ he'll start setting out ingredients for a stirfry or something easy, setting stuff down. it's good for him to do these little tasks, anyway - distracting from the past couple days' events.
he glances at yoru as he's setting the pan down. ]
Terrible day today, so I'll not harangue you to help with the basics. ...I'll teach you to make something, if you want, sometime, though. Lot better than crackers and plain bread.
Something quick and good. Think I've got some coney cuts in here somewhere.... [ he'll start setting out ingredients for a stirfry or something easy, setting stuff down. it's good for him to do these little tasks, anyway - distracting from the past couple days' events.
he glances at yoru as he's setting the pan down. ]
Terrible day today, so I'll not harangue you to help with the basics. ...I'll teach you to make something, if you want, sometime, though. Lot better than crackers and plain bread.
[she makes a face at the implication that she needs to be taught to cook.]
I know how to cook, boy. [does that mean she's willing to cook? no.] You seem to enjoy being in the kitchen far more than I do, though.
I know how to cook, boy. [does that mean she's willing to cook? no.] You seem to enjoy being in the kitchen far more than I do, though.
Ohh, so you're lazy...got it.
[ strohl. he doesn't mean it, though, clearly just giving shit - to the latter, he shrugs a shoulder. ]
I don't mind it, yeah. Feels good to create something with your own hands, and it's something we did on the gauntlet runner, at home. [ and then, more grumbly: ] Only one other person knew how to cook in a way that was normal, too.
[ strohl. he doesn't mean it, though, clearly just giving shit - to the latter, he shrugs a shoulder. ]
I don't mind it, yeah. Feels good to create something with your own hands, and it's something we did on the gauntlet runner, at home. [ and then, more grumbly: ] Only one other person knew how to cook in a way that was normal, too.
Edited 2025-06-07 14:05 (UTC)
[rolls her eyes with all the might of a bratty teenager.]
It's efficiency. As long as I'm eating enough to keep this body from fainting, then it doesn't matter.
[no... it's still laziness... but also? squints??]
... What do you mean, normal?
It's efficiency. As long as I'm eating enough to keep this body from fainting, then it doesn't matter.
[no... it's still laziness... but also? squints??]
... What do you mean, normal?
Efficiency - are you mad? You need vitamins, and nutrients, so you eat a normal meal, then you don't have to graze randomly all day on garbage. Protein gives you energy - you eat a big meal, and then you're set to go for a while, that's how that works.
[ immediately goes full mother hen YORU EAT YOUR VEGGIES AND PROTEIN
though
he makes a face thinking about the cooking.... ]
...Just. Word of advice. If Hulkenberg ever asks to cook for you, say no.
[ immediately goes full mother hen YORU EAT YOUR VEGGIES AND PROTEIN
though
he makes a face thinking about the cooking.... ]
...Just. Word of advice. If Hulkenberg ever asks to cook for you, say no.
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