belthazar spellscry | ch(i)ef tsundere (
arcanepower) wrote in
driftfleet2015-12-07 01:50 am
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Who: Belthazar & open
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Bishop
When: 12/7, afternoon
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[Someone woke up on the wrong side of bed this morning. His hair looks like a blackish bird's nest andddd he's harassing the communicator...]
Where is it? Tell me where it is.
[He shows off a... blank wall. The Bishop walls look cool, really, but still.]
WHERE IS MY LIBRARY? Atroma! Answer me! Take back these insipid, trite gifts and bring back my books. I have been looking for a WEEK. I cannot find them anywhere!
This is unacceptable!
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[He can't find the library, so the next best thing is... stress cooking.
Anyone visiting the Bishop will find the kitchen absolutely loaded with food. Bear claw pastries, glitter-brushed macarons, freshly-baked or conjured bread (hard to tell the difference), coffee cake, angel food cake, buttercream, glazed cinnamon rolls, french toast, pancakes, crepes... And on the less-sweet side, there's meat buns, vegetable wraps, shepherd's pie, at least four different kinds of gourmet pizza, tomato-topped pasta, and... mac 'n' cheese. Look, he tried.
There are stacks of plates and a punch bowl for drinks. In the meantime, Belth appears to be dead.
Well, okay, not really, but he's sulking against the fridge with his own plate-- piled high with everything-- and with at least three meat buns in his mouth.]
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Bishop
When: 12/7, afternoon
[video;]
[Someone woke up on the wrong side of bed this morning. His hair looks like a blackish bird's nest andddd he's harassing the communicator...]
Where is it? Tell me where it is.
[He shows off a... blank wall. The Bishop walls look cool, really, but still.]
WHERE IS MY LIBRARY? Atroma! Answer me! Take back these insipid, trite gifts and bring back my books. I have been looking for a WEEK. I cannot find them anywhere!
This is unacceptable!
[action;]
[He can't find the library, so the next best thing is... stress cooking.
Anyone visiting the Bishop will find the kitchen absolutely loaded with food. Bear claw pastries, glitter-brushed macarons, freshly-baked or conjured bread (hard to tell the difference), coffee cake, angel food cake, buttercream, glazed cinnamon rolls, french toast, pancakes, crepes... And on the less-sweet side, there's meat buns, vegetable wraps, shepherd's pie, at least four different kinds of gourmet pizza, tomato-topped pasta, and... mac 'n' cheese. Look, he tried.
There are stacks of plates and a punch bowl for drinks. In the meantime, Belth appears to be dead.
Well, okay, not really, but he's sulking against the fridge with his own plate-- piled high with everything-- and with at least three meat buns in his mouth.]

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She takes a bite. ]
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[Belthazar cooks like a gourmet chef. There's no weird magical aftertaste or anything unless he intends for there to be one. He only conjures stuff like flour, salt, and sugar; just enough to stretch the current supply. Perhaps it is a bit wasteful on the other ingredients but he doesn't cook like this all the time. And he called in two people he knows who are bottomless pits, so the food will definitely be eaten.
He peers at Haruka.]
So, what do you think?
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[ She'd heard one of the cooks could get like that. ]
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The description surprises him, and embarrasses him slightly.]
Well-- I-- I suppose, yes.
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[ Who is she kidding, that was great. She has lucked out in finding a ship where the chef can cook (even if before she got here she wonders how well the pilot could pilot).
She helps herself to a little bit more. ] There are worse ways to squander this time.
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I spent a lot of time learning at home. The augment helps me make sense of the... tofu-like foodstuffs.
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[He's a little smug.]
It's possible the augment does other things. I know some people had been doing some investigating while we were trapped on the Marsiva, but I was... occupied.
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[ Is there someplace she should put this...? ]
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[He notes her hesitation and gestures to the sink.]
You can set it there; I'll wash it later.
[A kid who doesn't mind chores. By God.]
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For now, however, she just sets her dishes where indicated by the master of the realm, then nods to the food. ] Keep up the good work.
[ Funny guy. But to each their own. ]