052 - If I were to become tiger food (It would've been more noble)

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Misaki is in the Astral kitchen, doing... well, it's not entirely clear WHAT she's doing. There are pots bubbling over on the stove, produce everywhere, piles of dishes in the sink and the oven is starting to smoke out of both sides as though attempting to cry.]

[Misaki squeaks and opens the door, releasing a black avalanche of smoke. She starts coughing, squints through the black fog, and her eyes go wide.]

[Very gingerly, she shuts the oven door, switches it off, and leans her back against it.]

...oops.

[And she proceeds to have a gigglefit.]

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[herosmedal.livejournal.com]

[He's always a little uncomfortable around people. It's been ten years since he had any friends to speak of, after all.]

Pardons if I startled you, m'lady. [a slight bow]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[She bows back, almost automatically.] Not at all. I'm sorry for making such a disaster of the kitchen. Were you looking for something to eat?

[herosmedal.livejournal.com]

I was not aware that this was for others to use. [It's also weird not having walls. wtf.]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Most things here are for public consumption, as it were.

[herosmedal.livejournal.com]

Truly? And they are safe?

[Aside from the occasional lady who can't cook.]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

I... wouldn't suggest anything that I was working on.

[herosmedal.livejournal.com]

[a pause, then dryly]

I do not need to be told twice.