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[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

[d2!Haseo shows up on the plane, apparently deep in thought, and leaves again after a while.

Shows up...and disappears again.

The third time, the trap brings a very much ruined pan with an unidentifiable, definitely inedible mess on it. Haseo looks just a little panicked at this, once she assesses the damage.]

Ah, damn it, not again!

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[grasswavemaster.livejournal.com]

... Oops.

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

Yeah, oops is right. And here I was hopin', if I took some time out to think, maybe this wouldn't happen.

...guess that's not how it works.

[grasswavemaster.livejournal.com]

I guess it's a good thing I don't have to eat.

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

Definitely. This...is not edible.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[blink!]

Whoa. What happened here?

[grasswavemaster.livejournal.com]

What exactly went wrong?

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

That's a pretty good question, actually. I was following the instructions, and then... [Shrug.] Things went wrong somewhere along the line.

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

I tried to cook something. That's what happened.

[grasswavemaster.livejournal.com]

... That's weird.

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

You got that right.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

Sheesh. What did you try cooking? [He stares at the pan.] And how'd you manage that?

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

Umm. [Looks at the...unidentifiable mess, probably only good for throwing at monsters. What was this supposed to be again? -- oh right.] Sandwich. And I don't know, it just happens whenever I try to cook.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

Making a sandwich in a... pan? [Looong pause.] What kind of sandwich?

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

Okay, I was just going to grill the meat in it...and it was supposed to be a really simple one. You know, that way there's less room for screw-ups that end in, well, this.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

Oh. ... Well, I guess that makes sense. Heh...

I'm not much of a cook, but... how much heat were you using?

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

[There are many potential answers to that question, Kuhn.

This is not one of the ones you want to hear.]

Actually, that's a pretty good question...

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[.... Nope. Not at all. He gives her a blank look for a moment before he laughs nervously, rubbing the back of his head.]

Tryyy less heat next time, then? It'll cook slower, but it also won't burn on contact...

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

Okay. Thanks for the advice.

[...not that it will help anything, but that's another story!] Now I gotta figure out how to get it off the pan.

[Leaves for a moment before returning with some soap and a rag, and starts cleaning the pan. Because, after all, being on the Plane means you've got more time to get rid of the evidence before your fellow guild hall residents come home. :|b]

[what-is-a-man.livejournal.com]

[Did someone order a side of Dark Lord with their burnt food?]

An utter failure.

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

[I don't remember asking for that.]

Yep. Happens every time, too. Oh well, maybe next time.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[Kuhn watches for a moment. It's amusing, watching Haseo worry so much over cooking, especially when he thinks about the way the Haseo in his reality would react to burning something in a pan.]

I could help, if you need. [He takes a few steps closer.] I've got some really strong dish soap, at least.

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

[Looks up after a moment, somewhat surprised.] Seriously? Thanks, I'd rather not have the others on my case about ruining yet another pan. Bit of a pain, an' all.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

Sure! [He disappears, reappearing a moment later with a bottle of dish soap.] C'mon, let's do this in the bar or something where we can get some running water.

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

[Guess who overlooked that little "running water is necessary" thing? :D; The joys(?) of not thinking ahead sometimes...] All right then, to the bar or whatever.

[what-is-a-man.livejournal.com]

[Too bad, it's the special today]

So you would tell yourself.