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 Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2012 12:04 am
Before had gotten to the kitchen bright and early that day. It wasn't his shift yet, but he had convinced someone to let him take over. Mostly because he needed the prep time to make sure all the ingredients and equipment were there. Not to mention he had to finish his set of the meal to feed his fellow Trainees and Hunters. When he finally had the time, he sent out a quick message to a certain red-haired, one-eyed Sunny.Rown Text to OfeliaKitchen. Now. Bring your best recipe 'cuz IT IS ONNNNNNN~ <3
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2012 4:38 am
Ofelia had been sleeping off her rage-induced unhappiness on one of the bunks in the underground, her room having been entirely destroyed by a water pipe, when the phone that rested at her head started to buzz with a text. She wearily opened one eye, the one that could see, and flipped the phone open. A grunt escaped her mouth as she pushed herself upwards, her fingers texting out a sleeping message as she slipped her flip-flops onto her feet.She didn't have a recipe book or anything, everything she ever made was from memory and her memories came from watching her brother or aunt. Or the lunch ladies, or the neighbors who didn't mind her creeping around their houses while they baked and cooked. Anyway, Ofelia pulled her hair into a messy bun at the back of her neck and started off for the kitchen.
When she finally reached it she looked around, yawned, and went to rub her eyes. . . . and where was her eyepatch? Well crap, Before was going to have to look at her with an empty socket for the time being. "Mmm, mornin'. Are ya ready ta lose?" She tried to talk and uh. . .distract him from the obvious.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 5:35 am
Before seemed to preen at the insinuation that he would lose, running his hand over his growing hair. It was still too short to have his fingers run through them but it was getting there. He was about to retort with a quip when he noticed Ofelia's lack of an eyepatch. "Whoa, so you really don't have an eye there anymore?" O.O
Yes, he was staring, but it wasn't one of disgust and discomfort. It was more curiosity and fascination but hey, his actions and words tend to get misinterpreted a lot. For the moment, he was distracted from the thought of baking.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 5:43 am
Ofelia's cheeks pinked at Before's comment, her head turning slightly away. She was used to being stared at, sure, but he'd sort of taken her off guard. A moment or two had to pass before she regained her inner control, Rue's snide remarks assisting there. "Nope. Ah lost it when Ah was six." A teasing wink was her end respond there, though she was a bit more quiet on the second set. " . . . .does it gross ya out?"
The Sun teen moved a hand up and touched the corner of the empty socket, her fingers mostly resting on the aged scar. It was clear the trauma that had happened wasn't anything wonderful to her.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 5:55 am
Before shook his head, "Ofie, we've seen some really gross and ******** up s**t on these missions. Besides, it ain't like it's been freshly, um, gone, yeah?" He managed to read her body language enough to keep himself from prying, over-assuming he was being a pest was a tendency that came naturally to him. If she wanted to open up and tell him, well, that was totes her call. "You know, we could, iunno on the next baking supply run, we can totes take a detour and get you some fancy-looking patches and stuff." he suggested in a chipper tone.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 6:04 am
A fancy patch? Ofelia moved her hand from her cheek and curled it at her mouth, chuckling softly at the words. She'd never thought a patch could be anything other than functional, let alone fancy, and when she pulled her hand back she actually smiled at Before, rather than her usual wide and friendly grin. "A trip out fer patches? Sounds good, Ah'll hold ya ta yer promise."
Knowing that Before didn't think she was gross was pretty reassuring, and she added his name to the list of people at Deus who didn't seem bothered by a girl with a hole in her head. The whole open welcoming here was always refreshing and she enjoyed that sort of feeling. "Didja know Ah dun have the ability ta cry outta this eye? After it got stabbed out Ah jus' can' produce tears anymore." She pointed at the hole before shrugging it off, like it was just a random fact.
But she wasn't here to talk about her eye, she was here to kick his a** in baking. "Okidokie though, 'nuff 'bout me. Ya ready ta lose at any kind'a treat'a yer pickin'? So...long as it's not mousse, a'course."Huni Pi we happened to catch one another while we're both on and awake! OwO!!
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 6:19 am
"You got it! I, uh, ain't sure exactly where to find 'em, but we can always ask optometrists for recommendations." Before beamed, those were the ones who sold glasses right? Not the eye doctors that required records and data and background info, right? > 3>a
Eventually, Ofelia managed to get them back on track! Well, imagine that, the guy who called her out for the match got sidetracked. No surprises here though. He did, however, pout at the mention of mousse being off the table, "But I like mousses. Meeses? Mice? Bah! Fine then, how's about a different kind of refrigerator cake? And maybe some cookies or brownies. Or were you thinking of serving up some humble pie?"
Before may be using that term incorrectly. Again, no surprises here.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 6:26 am
Ofelia snickered and waved her hand. "Nah nah, yer gonna be the one ta eat crow pie there Clover. Ya can' beat me in bakin', it's jus' not possible." Okay it was really possible but Ofelia was trying to trash talk her opponent without really trash talking. At this point in time Before was one of the very few people she wasn't furious with.
"Hmm...yeah, fridge cakes are fine though, Ah prefer ta make pies over cakes most'a the time. Yer welcome ta do whatever, an' maybe we should do a half-half pan fer brownies or sommin'. Half the dough is made by me, the other half is yers. Whatcha think?"
Easy enough in theory.Huni Pi I am on AIM OwO y haro dar
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 7:32 am
"You totes know we'll reach a stale mate iffin' it's just us two judging, yeah?" Before was anticipating a groan at that pun but that was one of the few pleasures in life he had. "So you'll be glad to know I've found ourselves an impartial judge. Iunno about the other two he'll be bringing, but we can totes trust Harrison's judgment." He nodded in complete faith, folding his arm across his chest.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 7:40 am
She visibly stiffened at the name 'Harrison'. Ofelia knew who he was, he'd saved her once before, but the certain fact of his attachments to a person she held dear, as well as one she wished death upon, held her opinion of him in bitter judgement. TL biggrin R ? Ofelia didn't really like Harrison because he was part of a three-man band with a guy who didn't believe her and one who tried to kill her. Twice. "Sounds great."
. . . . . you're funny, retarded hick. Oh so funny. Rue picked up on the stress in Ofelia's voice and the thoughts that flooded her skull. Just grin and bare it like always? I hope you kill yourself one day over this.
That. . . . well, Ofelia wasn't going to think on that now as she moved towards the sink, ready to wash her hands. "Jus' know that mah hand's all healed up an' Ah'm a year older now too. Birthdays are a great way fer a girl ta age up in skill." Why did she think of her birthday now? Screw her memory and words.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 8:27 am
If Before noticed the sudden tension in Ofelia at the his mention of Harrison he didn't show it. His face however had a drastic change in expression upon learning it was Ofelia's birthday. OAO!!!! "WHAT?! IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY!? WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME SOONERRRR!!!" He flailed suddenly looking very distressed. "We shoulda been doing something else! Something you want instead of me! It's your special day and gaaaah!" ;A; He seemed to want to comically rip his hair out, except oops. Hair was too short to run his fingers through, let alone grab.
What Before did next was to simply fix an apologetic puppy-dog stare up at the taller Sunny, "We'll totes bake whatever you wanna bake. And then you let me know your favorite baked dish and I will learn it and make it for you. Not right now though. I'm good at baking but not a genius," he admitted, some recipes were tricky and needed to go through some failed attempts.
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 8:23 am
Ofelia cackled. She'd actually meant to chuckle or giggle but considering Rue was cackling inside her head it was just easier for her to cackle too. Cackling was fun anyway. "Nah, nah, mah birthday was a couple'a weeks ago? Ah spent it alone, so Ah didn' tell anyone. 'sides, Ah think ya were busy wit' one'a yer friends?"
The Sun teen wasn't really sure but she tended to assume that when people weren't with her they were off with others? Not everyone always had to loiter around all sad and lonely like she sometimes did. She really needed to get a hobby. "May twenty, that is, was the date. S'all good, Ah tried ta make myself a cake an' failed outta it. Ended up gettin' some death threats an' bein' called a liar fer mah troubles though." Ofelia somehow managed to grin despite saying such things, and she shrugged it all off as Rue continued to cackle deep inside her skull.
"We're gonna have a bake off, even if ya keep tryin' ta post-pone yer inevitable defeat." She winked, her empty-socket eye closing quickly. "An' as fer favorite dish. . . .Ah really dun have one? Ah always baked an' cooked fer mahself so Ah had ta learn ta like eatin' whatever Ah made, be it dinner or sweets, or Ah'd go hungry."
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 7:20 am
Before's expression shifted from distress (@A@) to sheepishness ( >3< ) to disappointment ( ;n; ) "A-awww, well next year, I'll make sure you don't spend it alone!" he promised, plus he himself had spent his birthday alone. Actually, he'd never gotten round to telling anyone of his birthday, not that he wanted people to know how when he was getting older and more over-the-hill than he was now.
"Well, whoever gave you those death threats, you lemme know who they are so I know who not to give any cookies or cookies to," >CCCC "And I am so not delaying nuffin!" 8C and to prove it, he grabbed two mixing bowls and shoved one into Ofelia's arms. "You'd better find a favorite soon or else you're gonna have to deal with whatever I end up making! Or.. oh! How's about after we go buy your fancy eye-patch, we grab lunch on me?" 8D
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 8:22 am
"hhmm? Nah it's okay. The past is the past right?" Ofelia grinned and rubbed the back of her neck, not really stressing on anything and pushing it all down in the back of her mind. "As fer gettin' lunch, sounds good. Butcha gotta beat me first, mmkay?"
The pair got into work, baking and making, and soon both had products in the ovens and on their way to baked glory.
"So, who'd ya think Harrison'll bring wit' 'em?" Ofelia did her best not to show that had a few clear idea already.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 8:28 am
The Misty simply grinned and nodded, even if he did lose to Ofelia, he'd find a way to buy her lunch. It's pretty easy actually. He'll just buy the food and put it in front of her! OwOb sounds like a plan!
With that in mind, the Sunny and the Misty got to baking.
To Before, the kitchen hadn't smelled this good in ages. But after having spent so long underground with only those horrible MREs to eat, hell even burnt brownies would smell heavenly. But right now? With the promise of cakes and cookies and... were those muffins? Yeah, definitely smelled like heaving. "Hmm? Ah, pretty sure Harrison's bringing Noah, um, he's that guy called Rep. Iunno why exactly but eh, Harrison hasn't given me reason to question his judgment." He shrugged. "Do you gots any ideas?"
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