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driftfleet2017-02-05 01:32 pm
goodandtrue) wrote in driftfleet2017-02-05 01:32 pm
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[003 🐚 Action]
Who: Jeyne and YOU!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: S.S. Blue Fish
When: Feb 5th
[Open]
With the newly upgraded kitchen, it became important to Jeyne to improve her cooking and make an effort to create dishes that the rest of the crew could enjoy. While she was still struggling with meats, she had learned to bake without actually burning or under cooking her creations. Perhaps for the first time in all of her attempts, the kitchen was filled with the delicious smell of cookies. She grinned down at her work, nearly bursting with pride.
At the sight of a figure lingering in the doorway, she smiled up at them. "Would you like one?"
[Closed to Beverly]
After having seen to her chores and provided lunch for the crew, Jeyne finally acted on her impulse and made her way to the med bay. Beverly had promised long ago to help her and provide her answers that she needed. Fear had kept her away, not wishing to learn how cruel her mother could be, even to her own blood. Or frustration that, even though she had hope, she was wrong in her belief and truly was barren.
She forced away all thoughts as she found Beverly, wringing her hands nervously. "My lady?" She asked hesitantly, her heart racing in her chest. "Is this a poor time to ask a favor?"
[Closed to Robb]
Later in the afternoon, all of her work and spent attention had left her exhausted. Having retreated to the room she shared with Robb, Jeyne stretched out on the bed to nap. Her sleep was restless, filled with dreams and memories that always seemed to appear when Robb wasn't in bed beside her. The others had gone off to the system, stocking up on supplies and other things, but she found little need to leave the ship. All she needed, she had already.
Robb had been among those disembarking. By the time she woke, she hoped that she would see him in the room again, perhaps with something sweet for them to share.
She stirred as she heard the door shut. Sitting up in bed, Jeyne rubbed her eyes, surprised to see her husband with a sour look on his face. "Robb?"
Broadcast: N/A
Action: S.S. Blue Fish
When: Feb 5th
[Open]
With the newly upgraded kitchen, it became important to Jeyne to improve her cooking and make an effort to create dishes that the rest of the crew could enjoy. While she was still struggling with meats, she had learned to bake without actually burning or under cooking her creations. Perhaps for the first time in all of her attempts, the kitchen was filled with the delicious smell of cookies. She grinned down at her work, nearly bursting with pride.
At the sight of a figure lingering in the doorway, she smiled up at them. "Would you like one?"
[Closed to Beverly]
After having seen to her chores and provided lunch for the crew, Jeyne finally acted on her impulse and made her way to the med bay. Beverly had promised long ago to help her and provide her answers that she needed. Fear had kept her away, not wishing to learn how cruel her mother could be, even to her own blood. Or frustration that, even though she had hope, she was wrong in her belief and truly was barren.
She forced away all thoughts as she found Beverly, wringing her hands nervously. "My lady?" She asked hesitantly, her heart racing in her chest. "Is this a poor time to ask a favor?"
[Closed to Robb]
Later in the afternoon, all of her work and spent attention had left her exhausted. Having retreated to the room she shared with Robb, Jeyne stretched out on the bed to nap. Her sleep was restless, filled with dreams and memories that always seemed to appear when Robb wasn't in bed beside her. The others had gone off to the system, stocking up on supplies and other things, but she found little need to leave the ship. All she needed, she had already.
Robb had been among those disembarking. By the time she woke, she hoped that she would see him in the room again, perhaps with something sweet for them to share.
She stirred as she heard the door shut. Sitting up in bed, Jeyne rubbed her eyes, surprised to see her husband with a sour look on his face. "Robb?"
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Pets, man, he will never understand pets. Even Momo had a purpose...kind of.
"I'm sure they'd appreciate the extra food when the going gets tough."
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She has a soft spot for adorable, helpless creatures. Her marriage an example of that.
"We have a well stocked pantry already."
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A man's got to eat.
"You never know when you'll be stuck drifting for months without a plant or waystation in sight."
If he lived on Earth, Sokka would be the kind of person who had a fully stocked nuclear bunker under his house. He's that sort of person.
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"So long as we continually stock the pantry, we won't need to worry about drifting without food."
She's an optimist. "Until we find rabbits, we will have to find other meats to enjoy."
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Not him, though. Something can be adorable as hell, but if it's made of meat, then it's going on his plate.
"True, there is always meat to be had around here. We;ve been lucky with the planets we've landed on."
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She leaned closer, offering another plate of cookies for him.
"Do you really like them?"
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He'll just keep eating. She will never fill him.
"What? The cookies or the meat because it's a big yes to both."
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Has she mentioned it is flattering he likes her cooking? Because it is.
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Good, she should be! He does love it when people feed him.