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 Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 11:50 pm
-Eleanor LeBlanc, Hayden Rusacanth, & Lucas Grey-
Twenty-four years old and she was still being ordered around by her sister. Sheesh where was Eleanor going with her life? A hand went to her face as she recalled that little scene that had started with mother-daughter time with her husband over here, and ended with Blaire demanding Rune time and locking her out of the house. How? Best not to ask. For some reason the other demanded her to be outside more... as if that was really necessary. After acknowledging Blaire wouldn't let her in, the mother decided to just go to the festival. Her husband and son were there after all. Oh and there was Wilhelm, playing around the fountain with a boy. How cute. She smiled at the sight, making her way around the grounds to spot her husband. Hm... Should she really intrude? Not before sending a wave at Gladice as she passed by. "Surprise" she said from behind, er side, well diagonally it's the middle... Oh he'd have to turn somehow to see her. "Someone locked me out..." she said quickly, quite sheepishly, before he asked what she was doing here. Of course Ellie wouldn't be Ellie without being completely clueless to what they were talking about. She just came at a pause in the conversation...
The cooking festival was here once again, and like Haruka, Lucas found himself attending the event yearly with his girlfriend. Was it for pure enjoyment? Or was he dragged here? The world may never know... But he was here, and ready to cook! Unless some horrible theme caused him to pass out and have Alanis take over-or something he eats turns out to be allergic and send him to the ground-or he cut himself with the weird knife Alanis insisted they used which-You know, there was a theme here, and Lucas was getting a bad vibe. Nah! That was his girlfriend! That he loved so much! Besides it's been good! Nothing could possibly go wrong! At least that's what he chimed in his head as he made his way to the judge's table to find his girlfriend and her grandmother. "Made it on time" grinned the young man, stopping to give the girl a kiss on the cheek. "How are you today Gladice?" asked Lucas kindly before focusing back on Alanis. "What do you have planned for today?"
Hayden on the other hand was trying to figure out if he would take part in this year's competition. It seemed like a pretty good idea... he wasn't that bad of a cook... least he didn't burn down the place. He should probably enter on his own though, less embarrassment for anyone participating with him. Oh the poor unfortunate soul hadn't a clue what he would be in for... Neither does this narrator.
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2011 4:14 am
   The Reality ◑ The Delusion
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- A bright red collar, the source of the color having been decided by the girl herself, buckled around the neck of a wide eyed Emery. It's material was rough and threads coarse, the fabric made for the furry pelt of an animal, which Emery was not, irritated and quieted Emery's normally, fluctuating moods. So, every now and then she would reach up and itch beneath it, whining uncomfortably to show her disdain before forgetting about it a moment later when a dog would walk by or a flower came to view. It had been a while since Emery was taken on a walk, let alone to such a public place! There was so many people that she would get a little over zealous and attempt to run off and play, only to be reminded with a jerk at her neck that she was attached to her big sister. She liked her big sister. The elder female sibling pampered her and brushed her hair a lot. She didn't like it brushed, but it felt nice.
So, her rambunctious behavior tamed, as her neck being much too sore now to try another bolt at something fun, she clung to the shirt of Benedetta, pressing tightly against her as they walked to the unknown destination. Maybe they'll let her go play today! Oh that would be fun. She wanted to go play, but she knew better when the collar was on. And making Bennedetta mad was never a good thing. With careful eyes, she watched her other older siblings with a soft smile. They were silly. But they played too roughly, she didn't like to wrestle. Bennedetta was much nicer then them. Looking up at the woman, she nuzzled her face against her captor. “Are we going to go play? I want to play a game.” She questioned, lightly tugging at her sister's shirt to better gain her attention. ”Can't we play a game?” She repeated once more, assuring herself that she would gain the full response she wanted as well as the logic behind repeating a question enough usually got her what she wanted.
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2011 6:10 pm
Laughing. That was what everyone gathered in the male corner were currently doing. All laughing at Yoakim who, unlike them all, wasn’t laughing at all. His eyebrows were frowned and a bit of anger could be seen, but still, he wouldn’t do anything. Screw them all, he was better than them all. Ellie knew that much! Wait, Ellie? ”Ellie!?” What was she doing there? When had she arrived? What had she heard? Well, she seemed rather happy, which meant that she hadn’t heard most of the men talking about her. ”Hey, I didn’t know you were coming. Come, let us hang out with more mature people… like the kids.” He grabbed his wife’s hand and started to pull her toward the kid’s corner. Yes, every with Wilhelm who thought he was an airplane, John believing he was a cowboy and Quentin being boring, they were still more mature that his group of ‘friends’.
Keith and Kevin both had the same reaction. They felt silent when the woman popped out of nowhere, more because the irony of it all was surprising, then because they felt bad of what they had been talking, then just busted out laughing. ”Ah, a shame, really. Yoakim was such a good ********, too bad he went with a pathetic woman instead.” Kevin said in a false desperate tone of voice. Wouldn’t he hadn’t been laughing, he would have added in a little move of the back of his hand to his forehead. Oh well, they could do without him. ”Yeah, her and her sister are ******** good to ruin perfectly good men.” replied Keith with a small glance toward Conor. Sure, he couldn’t see the boy who was behind him holding him, but he could still glance in his direction!... Somewhat. Was he trying to make his boyfriend feel guilty? Oh, he totally was. That didn’t stop him from putting his arms around him, getting a hold of Conor. No way he was letting him go ever again... literally.
Kevin didn’t really know what Yoakim’s brother meant by that. Afterall, he had never met Ellie’s family. In fact, he hadn’t even met the woman herself more than he had just now. They would see each other, say hi and that was about it. He placed a hand on Ben’s knee, returning the patting while being as lazy as possible. Lifting his hand to gain the other male’s shoulder? Too much effort. ”Of course, gov. Who wants to be with a woman anyway? They had to big lump of fat falling from their chest and the in-between their legs looks like the face of an old wrinkled person. Men are so much better.” And that was Kevin’s logic as to why everyone men in the world should have been gay and babies should have been made through science. Science test-tube children: The way of the future.
Talking about Children, the three LeBlanc children were quite a sight to see right now. John was being pinned down to the ground, flailing arms and legs while making puffy cheeks to keep as much air was possible, as Wilhelm, who was doing the pining, was just laughing and giggling on top of the kids. As for Quentin, who’s name was being called in help, he had long decided that it was better for the future of his mental stability, to simply ignore most thigns that weren’t affecting him directing. He had quickly came to the conclusion that there wasn’t any way that Wilhelm could really hurt John and if John hurted Wilhelm….. well, his heart-level wasn’t green yet, so he couldn’t care less… for now. ”Heehee! You make funny faces too!” Said the white haired kid before slamming both of his hands on John’s puffed cheek. Really, were you expecting anything else to happen?
Just like everyone should have expect Alanis to squeal and hug Lucas when he arrived at the town square. He had kissed her! THEY WERE IN LOVE NO ONE COULD EVER SAID OTHERWISE THEY WERE THE MOST PERFECT COUPLE AND THEY WOULD GET MARRIED AND HAVE THIRTHY CHILDREN AND LIFE FOREVR IN HAPPINESS OR ELSE HER NAME WASN’T ALANIS. She then resumed breathing, because, as well all know it, being a psycho girlfriend was exhausting. ”Oh, I’m just fine, thankyou Lucas. You see well, as always.” Said the old woman to him after he had greeted her. Would Alanis be just a little more psycho, she would have hated her grandmother for talking to HER boyfriend, but she wasn’t. She knew she was to old to make Lucas have any interest in her. Just like she knew Kotone was too ugly and Zhi was too…well, p***s-y. ”Oh, I don’t have anything planned Lucas. We need to know what the theme is first, remember?” She said as she grabbed her boyfriend’s arm and brought it closer to her. He was so soft! And Muscle-y! And Gentle! And Perfect. Ah, to be a young woman in love~ Now, if he could only propose to her already…
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2011 5:41 pm
♥ • • Celeste xoxooxoxo
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Celeste rolled her eyes heaven ward at Freja's horrible attempt at being unsuspicious and failing. It only made it funnier that Freja thought there was a need to be. Celeste really had missed her best friend and was glad the woman had happened along today. Freja's reaction to Crimson however, made everything that much better. She was so used to Freja being comfortable around her that she often forgot how uncomfortable the woman was around others. And she seemed unable to aknowledge Crimson's presence without getting tongue tied. And as Freja continued to just ignore the red headed australian beside them, Celeste looked up at him with a bit of an apologetic smile, amusement and apology in her light eyes.
Her attention was drawn back to Freja however at her sudden outburst. The smile quickly left Celeste's face and she blinked at Freja, trying to follow her logic. After a moment of confusion her face cleared and she shook her head. "It's alright Freja. It won't be so bad as all that. I'm not a fantastic cook and I don't even have a partner. And if you win I will be nothing but happy for you." She said sincerely. She could never hate Freja. Especially not because of some festival. "I was only going to join because I had been here for four years and never even tried it." She gave her friend a comforting smile.
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2011 10:57 pm
-Eleanor LeBlanc, Hayden Rusacanth, & Lucas Grey-
"Oh-Um... All right?" said the white haired woman as she was pulled away. What was that about? "Like the kids?" she repeated once she caught up with him and walked by his side. "Just what were you guys going on about?" asked Ellie, genuinely curious. It couldn't have been that bad.
It should be amusing that the craziness that scared the heck out of Lucas was just what endeared him the most of the girl... Maybe if he knew just how crazy she was. All he knew was she was cute~ And so much more~ But cute was the most important one right now. Oh and they were in love that much was true. "Right... You know I tend to forget... for some reason" said the male tilting his head slightly. Why could that be? Maybe constant fainting during this time of the year? Possibly. Well, he would be the girl's plush toy right now. "Excited?"
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 8:08 pm
What was Celeste saying? Of course this was horrible and of course it would be that bad! For all she knew, they would have to settle their score by a fight to the death using kitchen knives! Oh, it would be so gruesome. Freja made a grimace at the sheer thought of it. She hoped that if that was the cases, it wouldn’t be a vegetarian theme this year… Oh no! Just look at her, thinking of cooking using her best friend as an ingredient! This was what competition did to people! She should never have entered. Now she was going crazy! She was about to start crying again, when Celeste said something that perked Freja’s attention. You don’t have a partner?” She was sure that the red haired man behind her friend had been her partner… who was he then, if he wasn’t Celeste’s partner? Why was he talking to her? Was he stalking her? Was that Celeste way to say ”Please Freja! Save me from this awful stalker who is trying to harm me in the most harmful manner a lady can be harmed”? Of course she was! The Poor girl! ”I don’t have a partner either! We can be partners together! Yay!” She grabbed Celeste’s shoulders and pulled the woman close against her, giving her the tightest hug she had ever given someone. ”You hear that mister? We’re… partners”. She told Crimson from over Celeste’s shoulder…. He eyes glaring red as blood and her hair floating in the hair, jolted with electricity as the soul of the damned reach from under him, grabbing him, and dragging his soul into the inferno…. Or was that all in Crimson’s mind?
On a happier and slightly less crazy side of the town square, Alanis was still clutching Lucas arms. She really was the luckiest girl of all the island to be able to be with a man like her Lucas! She knew that all that hard work and all that kidnapping she had done would have finally paid off! Now she had the romance she had always dreamed about and it was only an engagement ring away from it to absolutely perfect! Awh~ ”Oh, Lucas! You are so, so silly sometimes! Teehee~” How could he forget such a simply rule really. That was okay, she would always be there to remind him of little thing like that. This was how a proper future wife was suppose to be, after all! Yes, she had been taking wife 101 lessons with Talna. Oh, the things that woman knew. She couldn’t wait to be married in order to enter the gossiping group and learn even more!
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 10:04 pm
Really, Nanami hadn't intended to come to the cooking festival at all, because she had chores to do, and really, after that incident years ago, she had decided that it was really more of Haruka's thing. But when she got a call and was told that she was going to judge, well, that was too much for her to decline! And so she waited until Haruka left the house before leaving as well. She wanted it to be a surprise, her judging! Oh, this would be fun~ She counted cook to save her life, but judging others' cooking skills? That she could do.
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 3:38 am
While Benedikt laughed along with everyone at the sudden appearance of the man's wife – perhaps a few seconds sooner than the rest – Conor went quiet and threw his eyes over the festival to see who else had come with the woman. He hadn't seen or heard much from Blaire for a ******** long time and.. No, he probably wouldn't have approached her or said anything since he was too busy holding Keith to do that, but.. They were still friends, right? ..No, Conor couldn't seriously hope that. The most they could be now were 'neutral' and it was probably all for the best. He frowned and looked back to the conversation, pleased to know that Keith couldn't possibly have seen him scanning the crowd as they were too busy talking. ..But he certainly caught on to that statement from Keith. His frown deepened and he looked to the ground as he went back to resting his chin on Keith's shoulder in the best apologetic gesture he could manage right then. He'd have to do more later, but, for now, they would have to settle with the physical contact. At least Keith didn't seem put off by it when he returned the hold – ah, but, Conor couldn't help feeling bad for looking for the same chick that Keith had it out for, whether he intended to do anything or not.
Awe, if Benedikt was more sentimental, he would have cooed at the two guys hugging – but, Benedikt wasn't one for romance. Neither was Kevin, apparently, as they both seemed to lose interest as the other pair went off into their own world. All for the best – Benedikt may have enjoyed that conversation, but it still felt off to talk casually like that. It was much more enjoyable when some sort of prize was at the end! With his targets, it was money, with Kevin, it was sex, and with his family – well. There wasn't much benefit from them, he just ended up getting dragged back out of obligation. Oh, he was sure Kevin wouldn't understand those woes! He never saw the man mention anything about relatives! ..Then again, he never mentioned Yoakim until now, he could very well have a brother somewhere.. Hopefully a good looking one that Benedikt could shag~
“'Course.” He replied simply in amusement, having no better description for what was wrong with the other sex than what Kevin said. He glanced back to where Yoakim had left to with his wife – oh, yes, a Doris if he ever saw one. Not even a dash of lipstick! My, what had become of birds these days? “Looks like we're all on our Jack. Broads, always stealing mates off.” He shook his head with a glance between Ellie and Conor – yes, Conor was one of those broads! After all, he was the one distracted Keith with his cuddling. He took a breath and looked over the crowd. At first, he was in search of his siblings (Benedictus seemed to still be naked somewhere else, thank bloody god, the girls were talking amongst themselves off in the square, and Benedek.. was hassling some poor man) but, once he located them all, he switched to just people watching.
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On some bloke? Oh, yes, yes, yes, Benedek was certainly on someone! He had been enjoying his time on the ground, rolling and laughing at the colors he saw and simply feeling alive. How could anyone out there just live their mundane life without this delicious feeling tingling their skins and simply revealing all of the world's wonders at once? He would never understand it! Nope! He almost did at some point, almost, but, he couldn't remember that point in his life – ah, but, someone he did remember! Hayden. He spotted the blond in the middle of one twist on the floor, his brows raising, his eyes widening, and a smile playing at his lips growing excitedly – oh, yes, Hayden! He at once stood up and bounded for the man, launching himself into him the second they were at arm's length! Thankfully, he missed by almost a foot and just ended up running for a few more seconds before he remembered what he was doing. At that point, he had turned around, hurried back, and slid his arms around one of Hayden's – ah~ So smooooth~ He rubbed his cheek against him for a short time as he mumbled an extended greeting, “Haayyydeeeen~” ..Maybe a little odd for a grown man to do, but, well, Hayden should be used to this behavior. Benedek had only been bugging him for the last two years – granted, only one season out of both years, but it should have been enough!
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Benedetta, who was idly just standing around with Emery, watched her siblings walk around and socialize, happy to know they were all acquainted with the town's residents. Benedikt did surprise her by joining a whole group, but she was still perturbed at the man's actions. She would have to speak with him later, but, for now, Emery was speaking. She looked to her sister and smiled daintily at her, a hand going to the girl's once tamed locks to stroke her there as though she truly were the dog that the leash implied. “Yes, we're going to play a game. Do you remember the kitchen? I know you enjoyed the kitchen, Emery.” She said gently as she stole her eyes from the girl off to the surroundings again, curious as to – No. No. Her eyes narrowed as she saw Benedek speaking to Hayden. Why was he always clinging off of him?! He didn't like men! Neither of them did! She pursed her lips and shook her head slowly, forcing her eyes from the blond and Benedek so she could pay attention to her sibling once again.
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Speaking of siblings, little John was at a loss as to why his sibling wasn't helping him out! He was dying – he could feel his chest burning and his eyes watering as he struggled underneath the crazed child, but Quentin was just ignoring him! He would have glared at him, but he was sure that Quentin must have had some reason for leaving John in the hands of a killer like white-haired red-eyed – OH, JOHN WAYNE, HE HAD RED-EYES. How come John never noticed before?! ..Wait, what did red-eyes mean? He suddenly forgot how much peril he was in as he tried to remember just what the issue with red eyes was. But, before he could find the answer, a sharp pang at both sides of his cheeks brought him back to the child above him. That combined with the sound he found himself making as air was forced from his mouth. It was a funny noise, but he didn't want to make it! The child forced him to! He felt so.. violated!
“..You..” He started to say when a miraculous thing happened – so wonderful that humiliated John forgot his shame in favor of joy! He was breathing again! It was like he was cured! He took another breath just to make sure before throwing his arms around the other boy and squeezing him tightly, “Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!” He shouted out in one breath excitedly, before he realized he was out of breath again. Why?! He almost started crying before he put two and two together and took the boy's hands to shove them against his cheeks. He tried to take a breath and, yes, once again, a miracle! Another hug, another stream of thanks, and then another panic as he had to use the boy to fix him again. ...Yeah, this cycle probably wasn't going to end anytime soon.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 3:43 pm
Why oh why did she have to ask that kind of question! Yoakim didn't want to answer her, but if he did not, she would notice that something was wrong.Oh why had she chosen that perculiar timing to show at the festival? Now he would have to either lie to her, or tell her that she wasn't the greatest in bed, not that he cared much about that, but that still wasn't something you wanted to say to your spouse, especially when you loved her! It would be a good argument if they didn't love each other tho... but that wasn't the case! He had to make an excuse and he had to make one now. "Excuse me? The countest is about to begin, everyone please make your way to your stations." Oh! Saved by the bell! Or rather, saved by Gladice starting the festival on the mircophone. Yoakim looked around, trying to see where everyone was going, completly forgetting about everything that had happen... or at least trying too. "Come Ellie, let's watch next to the kids.... what are the kids doing?"
That was a good question, considering that a moment ago, Wilhelm was laying on top of John, and now they were both hugging and... Making out? Probably not... but it sure did look like something like that. Would Yoakim be a little more like Xiero, he would have probably freaked out by now. Good thing for Wilhelm that his father wasn't more homophobic, because he was enjoying the current situation! He didn't understand what the heck was happening at all, but it was fun, being thanked like that, then hugged and then slapping John's face over and over again! He could get used to it. In fact, he was pretty damn used to it by now, if his laughter was any indications. As for Quentin, he stayed on his table, still trying to read, trying to ignore his cousin and brother.
Not that far from them, was another happy couple; the Hipps! "Ya hear that Talna? Like Mama would say: Now that the rooster yelled, it's time to to cut it's head off!" Oh, mamma. Always so full of wisdom. He grabbed his wife's hand and started to walk toward their station. He wasn't sure just how good he would be of a help, but at least he knew his turnips more than anyone else here! They might not have the best meals, but they'll have the best turnips at least!
Rushing pass them was Freja, almost dragging Celeste with her. She had to keep her away from that evil man! So of course, she had ran away the moment Gladice had announced that the festival was starting and had made sure to take the booth the furthest away from Crimson. She couldn't risk them being close to him, making Celeste nervous which would lead to a very horrible cooking accident! Oh no!
Alanis, and Lucas were ready to take over the world by love! One kitchen knife at a time. Kevin and Ben had also made their way toward the closest booth. Same thing with Florence and Reinbach.... or well, close enough, since they were transported there by servants. People of such high stature as them couldn't simply walk somewhere. Of course not. They needed to be carried. That was logic.
As for Keith... well, he had went back to kissing Conor for about five minutes before finally breaking it, grabbing Quentin and walking to his booth. He had made Conor believe that if they were to split, they would have a higher chance of winning... he just hadn't told him that it was by keeping Conor away and not by having more contestants.
Well, the people sure had set themselves fast. Gladice was very happy. Things seemed to go well this year. Hell, even the Florence had an actual human being with it. She didn't expect great things from Reinbach, but she would at least expect him not to serve Baboon vomit.... That, and Dante had not showed up. Good! Everyone was happy. Like usualy, she made her way to the table with the ingredients to reveal the theme : French. And like usual, the countestant would have 40 minutes to prepare the appetizer. Let's the best cook win!
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Zemblanity Insomnia rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 4:13 pm
"Parlez-vous la Fraicais?" Said Kevin in a silly accent to Ben. He didn't, and he doubt that his brit-wannabe friend would either, and of course, neither of them would know what french cuisine was. There was only one thing they could do... Be Sterotypical! Frog Legs on a baguette! When Ben came back with the banquette and the legs, because Kevin was blind and couldn't do that, the lawyer started to cook! .... To blind cook! He threw the legs inside a dish, then grabbed a random bottle of random stuff (Tabasco) and sprayed it over the legs. Then, he grabbed something else that seemed to be a fruit (it was a potato), cut it into pieces and threw it over the legs. Next, he grabbed some weird mixture he believe to be butter (it was mayo) and spreed it over the baquet, then shoved everything in the oven. Hey, it was suppose to taste like chicken, might as well cook it like chicken wings!
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 4:18 pm
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 4:25 pm
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 4:27 pm
-Eleanor LeBlanc, Hayden Rusacanth, & Lucas Grey-
Oh if only Ellie really knew what they had been talking about... well she'd be completely at a loss what to do... so it was better she didn't. Yoakim had better thank his grandmother indefinitely because Eleanor was indeed distracted by that. "Sure-um... Wilhelm?" replied the mother watching her son. "...I'm not sure..." Her son was pretty much abusing the other but... He didn't really seem to mind.
...That voice... That voice distracted Hayden from his peaceful manner, sending him to one of alert because soon enough it was closer, and then... "...Benedek..." he said with a small laugh, it stopping for a moment to get a rub and an arm hug. "...Benedek... Don't... It's nice to be this loved but-yeah..." The smile never left Hayden's face, but it was still a little unsettling to be treated this way but a guy...
"I know" replied the boy sheepishly. Always so silly to these kind of things... Ah but he always bounced back with something else! Luckily it only took him his shirt to be on his good side with Alanis. And he did that everyday when he got home from work so he was golden! "Looks like the contest is starting" he commented idly before the two headed to their booth. And the theme was... French? Wonderful! But Lucas didn't have a clue what to cook... Well that was why Alanis was here!
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 4:30 pm
Haruka glanced up as the start of the competition was announced. Already? It seemed that she had zoned out or something. She made her way to the closest available station and tied her hair up into a high ponytail. French food? ...She needed to brainstorm.
Mei was suddenly hit by a wave of anxiety as the other competitors began moving to their stations. She was nervous! She didn't know French food at all! ...Well, she had eaten it before, but eating it was completely different than making it. "...Would you like to cook, Catrina?" she asked the girl with a hopeful smile. It was a bit of a gamble, letting the other girl control what they cooked, but she wasn't confident in her abilities at all.
Meanwhile, the non competitors were much less anxious. Nanami made her way over to the judge's table, while Alex pulled out a small notebook, keeping an eye on Keith. River couldn't help but marvel at how serious he was taking this.
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