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SweetHotChocoIate Captain
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 Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 10:21 am
 This is the cooking classroom and the class is taught by Avon Fyre.
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 10:35 am
 Great! Fantastic room *Starts to set down several unique items, a large cauldron, a fireplace, and a couple fresh items into the freezing containers* Lets see now, what shall i do to teach?
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2012 3:18 pm
 
Suzanne pulled out her picture made of demonic paper that she usually carried around with her and she started to unravel it until it became a big poster--which is how demonic paper worked because it could fold into something easy to carry around in a pocket without being ruined.
"Right! I'll be here observing and I'll tell you if your smile is a bit off. If you forget how to smile, either look at me--if I'm smiling-- or look at the picture!"
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2012 4:00 pm
 .:l sɳУɖЭЯ ȻѺɄʈɄЯЭ l:.
”I hate bathrooms. They’re the worst.
Male or female. What’s the difference?
There’s stalls for privacy,
Well, Snyder should probably get started now from the limited amount of time they had. Now what exactly should he bake? Cookies were an easy dessert to try since they didn't take as long as anything else. Right, right. He needed to smile too, but it was too difficult for him to multi task. Instead, he simply cheated by pulling out a spare stapler he had in hand and fastening the corners of his lips upwards before munching on some paper to cover up the marks. All. Done. And it was even in a reminiscence of that smile in the photo.
Great, now he could focus on those cookies.
And it’s all used for the same thing.
So why does one smell better than the other?
Genders are so confusing.”
- Snyder Couture
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2012 4:15 pm
Suzanne was busy staring dreamily at the photo of her beloved high school crush, who was off who knows were at the moment. So she actually wasn't watching to see if Snyder kept a smile throughout the whole entire time. But the aroma in the room caused Suzanne to glance up and look at Snyder. He had a smile on his face... except it looked more like it was glued on or something.
Suzanne wasn't entirely sure...
"Right! That's a good smile you have there! Remember the feeling of that smile and smile like that when you're doing something you like! And I know that doesn't look friendly, but since the only smile you know, just smile like that to look friendly." Suzanne suggested as she folded up her lovely picture.
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2012 5:04 pm
.:l sɳУɖЭЯ ȻѺɄʈɄЯЭ l:.
”I hate bathrooms. They’re the worst.
Male or female. What’s the difference?
There’s stalls for privacy,
Stapling was a good technique then. Snyder had to keep that in mind now. Of course, it was rather irritating to have his mouth quirked upon like so, but it was on the least of his mind as he was busy checking on the status of his delectable well, he wasn't so sure about taste, but they certainly smelled like so treats. With hands carefully layered with oven mitts there was no way he was ever going to risk being set on flames. Paper burned so easily in the oven., he pulled out the tray of various cookies before icing them with smiles for the irony. "Thank you. I do believe that since I can't eat any, you will take all of these right?"
And it’s all used for the same thing.
So why does one smell better than the other?
Genders are so confusing.”
- Snyder Couture
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2012 5:17 pm
Well, it certainly did smell good. Suzanne wondered how Snyder could cook when he didn't even know how it tasted. Didn't good cooks have to taste what they make to see if it went well? Well, Suzanne wasn't much of a cook and she can taste her food to see if her cooking was doing well or not. In most cases, it was terrible. So perhaps taste didn't really matter.
"Good work! Of course I'll gladly eat them. Does paper have any taste for you? I could always get you good quality paper whenever you do something right and I'll give that to you?" Suzanne really didn't know how Snyder's eating or taste system worked so she had to ask.
"Alright, so today was a lesson in smiling. I should probably teach you how to frown. That's the opposite of smiling. Usually people frown when something makes them angry or confused." Suzanne explained as she leaned on the counter to wait for the warm cookies to be placed in front of her.
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2012 5:30 pm
.:l sɳУɖЭЯ ȻѺɄʈɄЯЭ l:.
”I hate bathrooms. They’re the worst.
Male or female. What’s the difference?
There’s stalls for privacy,
"Taste doesn't matter. Paper merely provides... myself. It's my structure, so I prefer it not to be flimsy or contaminated." Snyder briefly explained to the librarian before gingerly plating the cookies in front of her. Of course, that deal that Suzanne wanted to strike with him made him seem like a pet being coerced to something in exchange for treats. Perhaps he could swap it around in order to get the point that he wasn't a dog.
"That sounds fine to me. Maybe we can do a trade. Desserts for paper? As you said, I smile when I bake, so it'll be a waste if I bake but can never eat don't you think?"
With all that said, Snyder still had his lips stapled. He should take those off some time soon... "Oh, I believe Silveril is good at frowning. He seems quite skilled at that."
And it’s all used for the same thing.
So why does one smell better than the other?
Genders are so confusing.”
- Snyder Couture
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 2:08 am
*looks around*
Well at least things have yet to get crazy.
*Shuffles around for my supplies*
Hmmm what shall i teach today? I guess it would depend on what the students would prefer in terms of food. Shrug i guess breakfast would be best to start off with.
Ponders what my several students eat for breakfast till people start comming into class
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 12:06 pm
 Hiro KashinoMy soul is like a broken glass houseShattered into piecesCooking. Perfect. The ovens could easily heat up the room and supply Hiro with energy. Not to mention a good meal. He sat down near an oven and turned it on. He opened the oven and let the heat power and energize his body.
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 4:28 pm
  *.~*¨¯¨*•~.Renivere Heartily.~•*¨¯¨*~.* Next was cooking class. Asides from Art, her classes were pretty normal and she was meeting quite a lot of new people. Renivere wondered if she'd make a good friend in the school yet. Kamil seemed easy to be friends with, but he was always surrounded by people. Rather than a friend, he was like Renivere's role model. She wanted to be like hm and make lots of friends.
Renivere was a fairly good cook when it came to elf dishes, but she needed to learn how to make human dishes if she was going to live amongst the humans. The classroom seemed like a fairly nice classroom. As Renivere walked in, she saw Hiro.
Not in the mode to try translating, she decided to grin and wave at him as she went to take her seat. 
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 5:05 pm
"You think you really know me, but you don't." ▂▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ ▇ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂▂ ►Elisa burst in the classroom and fell down. Then, she quickly stood up and went to a vacant chair.
"Sorry I'm late. Very late. . ."◄ ▂▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ ▇ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂▂
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 5:10 pm
*.~*¨¯¨*•~.Renivere Heartily.~•*¨¯¨*~.* Renivere was sitting around being bored. She was trying to work oon her English sentences when a girl burst into the classroom thinking she was late. What a silly girl! She wasn't late at all. In fact she was early. Renivere couldn't help a small giggle escape from her lips.
"Not late at all. Teacher still missing." Renivere explained to the confused girl with very quick English translations. Perhaps speaking short and choppy might be better than her elegant and impossible to understand sentences anyways.
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 5:12 pm
"You think you really know me, but you don't." ▂▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ ▇ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂▂ ►Elisa's face turned pale and she was starting to feel embarrassed.
Oh. . sorry.
She began to twiddle her thumbs because she was bored.◄ ▂▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ ▇ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂▂
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 5:19 pm
.:l sɳУɖЭЯ ȻѺɄʈɄЯЭ l:.
”I hate bathrooms. They’re the worst.
Male or female. What’s the difference?
There’s stalls for privacy,
How nostalgic. Snyder was here just a few hours ago during his free first period with Suzanne. Of course, he made sure to stay as far away from the heated ovens as much as possible. He wasn't going to be taking any chances without any protection. Though, he wasn't all too sure why a male? was embracing the heat. Well, that shouldn't matter as long as fire was kept away from him.
Taking a seat close by the blondes he never did get the name of that girl? from his previous two classes did he?, Snyder attempted to try simple 'chit chat.' "Hello there."
Okay, maybe that was too simple.
And it’s all used for the same thing.
So why does one smell better than the other?
Genders are so confusing.”
- Snyder Couture
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