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 Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 5:31 pm
Seraph then took his wrench, and began working on himself again. "Anyway, i'm sure Altair has something he needs you to do. I'll be here, fixing myself up, so you know where to find me should you ever have any more questions, or need someone to talk to." He said to her.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 5:36 pm
Gretchen felt strange being told to leave. She walked down corridors. She saw Altair and nodded to him.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 5:44 pm
"hey Gretchen" Altair said, he walked past her heading down the hallway he turned and kept walking, he went throught a doo and entered a room filled with different cooking applinces "now what to make...I don't even know if that cyborg guy eats" he said to himself. he opened the fridge and looked around inside.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 5:49 pm
Gretchen followed him, "Can I help? If I don't have an occupation to keep my mind on something. I'm a pretty good cook. I can make a soup out of almost anything."
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 6:00 pm
"sure" Altair said. "I'm not much of a cook anyway" Altair said. He stepped aside to let gretchen look into the fridge.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 6:04 pm
She looked at the fridge then she turned to Altair. "The animals from earlier are they good to eat?"
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 6:23 pm
"If you cook them right you could pass them off as beef, but other wise yeah there ediable" Altair said.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 6:25 pm
"Great. Cant you them for me and chop them up." She smiled and started to look for a big pot.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 6:30 pm
"sure I'll be a minute, you can get ready while I'm out" Altair said, he grabbed a knife and went outside, he grabbed one of the meatest and began cutting it.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 7:30 pm
Finding the pot she filled it with water and started to boil it. She hummed as she worked finding various veggies she cut them up and put them in the pot. She started up another pan for the meat and started so sizzle some butter. Gretchen scurried around the kitchen looking for other things she could add to the meal.
She used to make this type of stew for her five brothers. She sighed at the memory.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 7:39 pm
Altair cut out some meat and carried it back in his arms careful not to drop any. He carried them into the kitchen and set them down on a large cutting board, he started cutting them into smaller peices for the soup.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 7:49 pm
Amillia had retreated to her set up room and took the lid off of Rif's casing. He squeaked slightly. "I think I'm a little two dusty.. be careful...." She nodded and went about getting out the sand and grit, little that there was. He was well isolated and only got a little in him. Some of his circuits were bright and lit her face with little beams of light. She wiped away some sweet and continued.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 8:06 pm
Altair finished cutting the meat. "I'll let you do what you want, I'll check back later and see how your doing " Altair said. He went to his room and from out of his dresser took out a pack, he opened it and pulled out a series of brushed, he started taking apart his revolvers and begining cleaning them.
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Posted: Sat May 03, 2008 11:00 am
Gretchen threw the meat in to the pan and cooked it a little. Then she put it in to the pot and stirred it. She sighed and watched it bubble and stew, stirring it once in a while. She looked around and sighed, "Hmm, I wonder if there is any bread to go with this. The aroma filled the air and her own belly rumbled.
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Posted: Sat May 03, 2008 11:01 pm
Altair walked over to the music player in his room and turned it on, he closed his door, a heavy rock song cam on, Altair started work on his assult rifle disassembling it and cleaning it.
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