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thefarshore2017-08-13 09:18 am
lionhearrt) wrote in thefarshore2017-08-13 09:18 am
Entry tags:
Heaven's BBS | Video | Happy B-Day Princess!
From: Ra
Date: August 13th
[ It's early in the morning when his device starts buzzing, the vibration tips it over on the coffee table and turning on the recorder showing Mikoto sprawled out on the couch, a hand carelessly thrown over his face as he ignores the buzzing when something odd suddenly starts playing: ]
[ Midway through, a sleepy-faced Mikoto stirs awake and just stares at the thing with uncomprehending eyes and when it starts to loop in an endless cycle, red suddenly spreads across his body and the lazy god turns around, facing the couch, curling in on himself as he lets out a flood of that red aura knocking down the device, tv and just about everything in the basement as he goes back to sleep as the recording goes dark. ]
Date: August 13th
[ It's early in the morning when his device starts buzzing, the vibration tips it over on the coffee table and turning on the recorder showing Mikoto sprawled out on the couch, a hand carelessly thrown over his face as he ignores the buzzing when something odd suddenly starts playing: ]
[ Midway through, a sleepy-faced Mikoto stirs awake and just stares at the thing with uncomprehending eyes and when it starts to loop in an endless cycle, red suddenly spreads across his body and the lazy god turns around, facing the couch, curling in on himself as he lets out a flood of that red aura knocking down the device, tv and just about everything in the basement as he goes back to sleep as the recording goes dark. ]
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....
[ He stands, walks over to the grocery bags and starts unpacking them. ]
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You don't have to help. It's your birthday breakfast, after all. I'm supposed to be doing this for you. Uhh, do you want coffee or anything? I didn't... think to bring that. And I didn't know if you liked it or how you liked it anyway.
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Don't over do it.
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His answer is surprisingly cheerful and sing-songed as he works. ] No promises! I'm experimenting. You get to be the guinea pig.
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If it tastes off, I'm not eating it.
[ Not quite. ]
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[ Although this level of meal might be pushing the limits of his expertise. But he's trying anyway! ]
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Hmn.
[ He pulls the boiling pot of water off the burner and turns off the fire. He's quiet for a moment, his back to him, as if he doesn't care but then, a single question breaks through ever so silently, as if he didn't care. ]
What are you making.
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Rice, grilled fish, miso soup, natto and an omelette. I brought pickles, but some people don't like them, I figured you could decide. [ He's had Conversations about people's opinions on pickles here. ]
[ Although now he pauses and glances sideways at Mikoto. ] Is that... okay? If you want something else, I could probably make something different.
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............
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Isn't that a lot?How long will that take?
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Not that long, I promise. Sit. I'm guessing you don't know how to cook, but if I need anything flame-broiled I'll yell, okay?
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...?
[ Mikoto stares at him for a moment before yielding and he sits down as he's told without complaint. ]
Don't make a mess or Kusanagi will kill you.
[ Don't expect him to save you from that. ]
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Don't worry, I won't leave a mess. I'll clean up everything when I'm done. [ Because cooking means some mess, especially when he's still experimenting with a meal like this. ] Trust me, I don't want him pissed at me.
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How many people you plan on feeding?
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And me, I guess, if you don't mind company. There'll probably be some leftovers for later, too, if you get hungry?
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I'll set the table.
[ Because setting a table is one of the few things he was used to doing around the kitchen, but that's still a ways from now, so for now, he'll finish his smoke in silence. ]
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[ He shoots this question at the god with a cheeky grin as he works. ]
...Do gods even age?
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[ A prompt answer. ]
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Mmmm, really? [ He squints curiously at that before going back to cooking, falling into the rhythm of it as he focuses. Soon the different parts of the meal are coming together and he starts distributing the food onto plates, more than enough for the both of them. Other than one of the fish getting a little darker than he'd intended, it comes out looking better than he expected and he beams as he starts carrying plates to the table. ]
Here you go!
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Sit down and eat.
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What's the point of doing anything if you're not going to dive in head-first?
But he does drop his ass onto the empty chair Mikoto motions to once he gets the food carried over to the table. ]
Yeah, yeah, I'm getting there. [ He waits until Mikoto takes a bite, though, watching him hopefully. ] It's okay?