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Voices from Heaven ([personal profile] thespaceopera) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2019-01-20 07:28 pm

'cause it's better than nothing

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    abracafcku: (Can you believe it?)

    [personal profile] abracafcku 2019-02-04 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
    Taako rolls his eyes and shoos Belthazar back. "Didn't I just say I don't know?"

    He honestly couldn't tell him if he tried. All Taako knows is that he's making something and he's meant to stay here and cook until it's done.

    "For having elf ears, you got shit hearing."
    spellsteal: (suspicion.)

    [personal profile] spellsteal 2019-02-24 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
    Belthazar huffs, his cheeks puffing out. "Then how do you know when it's done? What if you burn it? That's so weird, Taako." And then, perfect bastion of maturity, he adds, "You are being very weird right now."

    Granted they're in crazy dream land or something, so maybe it's not as weird as the other shit he's seen, but still.

    "I heard you, I just chose to ignore it."
    abracafcku: (Leave me alone with my sandwich)

    [personal profile] abracafcku 2019-02-25 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
    "You're standing in a wagon in the middle of a conjured headspace where you can touch item and literally live my darkest secrets and memories, and you think me not perfectly cooking an invisible substance in an imaginary pot is the weirdest, most unbelievable part?" His voice is perfectly deadpanned as he stares at Belthazar, measuring out an exact teaspoon of apple cider vinegar into his hand and dropping it into the pot. He makes sure to maintain the scathing glare as he does so, wiping his hand off on a towel.

    "That's the part you find weird. Really."
    spellsteal: (glance.)

    [personal profile] spellsteal 2019-03-03 08:01 am (UTC)(link)
    Honestly, the way that Taako can give a dead stare while perfectly measuring ingredients is really impressive and also really intimidating. Taako knows his shit, which of course he does, but Belthazar's never had this kind of thing turned back on him before. Is this what it's like to be in Belth's kitchen when he's doing something?

    "Listen," he says, and holds up a finger. "It's the fact you just accepted it. You of all people ought to be a lucid dreamer. Don't you want to keep me from poking things? Or asking questions you don't want to answer?"
    abracafcku: (Can you believe it?)

    [personal profile] abracafcku 2019-03-07 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
    "I have night terrors, my dude, lucid dreamin'? Not my wheelhouse."

    It's a weird admission, but it's one that Taako's more than used to tossing out. It throws people off, stops them from asking weird questions, makes them feel bad about it usually, and then he can go about his usual business, smirking at his escape. He turns back to the mixture in front of him and continues working away at it, taste testing it and nodding in approval despite there being nothing on the spoon.

    "And poking at things is what this place is for. I don't really have a choice in it - and neither do you, if you want to leave."