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 Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 11:57 am
Melvin had to set up some sort of food for Valentines, and considering it was the holiday of sweets and cookies, he knew he had to get some. Buying some cookies and chocolate during this season of overpriced sweets would be a bit stupid, and he already knew someone who was more than eager to cook at any occasion.
Sitting in the kitchen, he sent over a text to the young woman.Rown Text to Ofelia: Question: Have you ever made sugar cookies before?
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 12:11 pm
The reply came almost instantly.
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 12:30 pm
He waited, sipping some coffee in the cafeteria before his phone vibrated and he checked the message. As expected. Ofelia seemed to know how to make everything under the sun, and right now he needed that expertise.
He texted back. Rown Text to Ofelia: Care to help me out when you're free? I'm not good at baking at all.
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 12:48 pm
The text once again came almost immediately.MoonKitsune Text to Melvin where are you i am on my way
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 1:03 pm
Rown Text to Ofelia: Kitchen 2b. No need to rush if you're busy.
Sipping his coffee, he waited for her, taking off his jacket to set up on the back of a chair.
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 1:08 pm
There might have been a lapse of about ten minutes before a reply came back to Melvin.Quote: Text to Melvin on my way had to wash the blood off
Maybe.
"Sorry 'bout bein' late. Didja wait long?" Small spots where she'd shoved her shirt on while still damp showed on her body, the fabric of her top clinging to them as she moved into the room.
Was she wearing....lipstick?
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 1:30 pm
Melvin was turning around, just sipping his coffee when he paused. Whatever Ofelia had been doing, it seemed to have been a special occasion. One that involved dressing up and....blood? Now he was just confused, and a manicured brow slowly rose when she came in. Her hair wasn't hastily put up, clothes not stained or just something worn that was tossed on, and she wasn't wearing some battered flip flops. Part of him wondered if she had taken the dress he gave her as a sign to dress up, though he wasn't that egotistical to think he could take that credit.
"Oh, you weren't late. I didn't expect you to rush. You didn't have to. You could have taken your time..." He waved at her a bit. "Dried off." She still lacked that self-awareness and modesty, or maybe was ignorant that sex-starved hunters were everywhere in Deus.
"Did I...pull you away from something?" He asked, setting his coffee cup down.
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 1:43 pm
"Hmmm?" Ofelia rubbed the back of her neck and glanced over at Melvin. An eyebrow was raised in the process and slowly her mouth formed a silent 'oh'. "Ehhh, no no ya didn't. Ah was jus' washin' some clothes from a spar earlier an' fig'r'd it'd be a good time ta shower too." Her eyebrow remained raised. "An' whatcha mean 'dried off?' Ah am dry, aren't Ah?" For the most part Ofelia assumed she was a-okay because she didn't have water pouring off her or anything and her hair was done up. Here she was trying to look a little nicer now that she was a Hunter but it seemed like maybe she was backfiring super hard. "Also, yanno, Ah'm a full Hunter now. Ah kinda wanna dress nice sometimes? Or should Ah jus' stick wit' mah normal?"
The redhead moved her hands down towards the bottom of her shirt. "Ah can take mah shirt off if Ah look awkward, Ah'm wearin' mah bikini top on underneath." Ofelia found the bikini top a lot more fun to wear lately instead of bras, mostly because if the swimsuit top was ruined she could easily wash it. A ruined bra brought nothing but tears. Her tone was also very teasing at the question and remark, and she chuckled a bit as her hands were moved away. "Anyway, ya wanna make sugar cookies? Any special reason?"
Things like 'Valentine's Day' were completely strange and unknown to Ofelia. Elementary school was a long time away to remember swapping valentines then and here at Deus she hadn't been in the eyes of anyone to merit their affections.
It sort of made her feel lonely.
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 2:07 pm
"Yes, you are a full hunter. Congrats by the way. I was busy with paperwork to congratulate you after the mission." He checked to make sure the counter was clean before leaning on it and crossing his arms. "Though sparring and getting bloody? Hopefully you aren't beating up too many hunters." Or getting herself all beat up. However, considering she was washed up and not bandaged all over, it seemed she was winning.
At her suggestion to make it less awkward, he rose his hands. "No. No. You shouldn't ever suggest taking off a shirt to a guy, okay? That and you shouldn't just walk around in a bikini top when you're not swimming. You should wear a bra." He knew that much from his sister from growing up. "But it's good you're dressing up nice. You look pretty."
Reaching over for his coffee again, he nodded. "Yeah. I'm sorta doing something for Valentine's for everyone. Tis the season for sweets and I don't want to go out and use my leave time buying cookies. Thought I'd just make them but.." He shrugged. "...I don't bake."
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 2:13 pm
Ofelia didn't even hear most of what Melvin was saying, as the color of her cheeks flooded to the point you couldn't tell where her face ended and her hair began. Instead of saying anything she just sort of dumbly stood there, her ears now turning as red as her face, and she mumbled something after a moment as she shuffled her way over to the sink.
To her memory, as long as she'd been at Deus or as long as she'd been alive, no one had ever called her pretty. Ofelia was completely at a loss for words and she just turned the water on and started washing her hands again and again.
"Cookies yeah okay we can make cookies sure cookies are easy sure." She sounded like a bad skipped record, still just looking at her hands and washing them while her face stayed as red as a tomato.
Congrats Melvin, you broke Ofelia.
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 2:59 pm
Melvin watched her, bemused in the sort of way a senior would watch a freshman fluster of their class schedule. It was cute that she would get flustered at such a simple compliment, one he would tell girls all the time, but to take it this seriously. It reminded him of when he was a boy in highschool. Considering Ofelia's background, she probably was never complimented. Shut away, insulted, abused, and barely taken care of would have had her poked fun of if she even went to school. He never asked before.
Ofelia's rode to finding someone just for her would be a long one if she was this sensitive to just a simple compliment, but at least she wasn't bitter.
Moving over, he took off his gloves, put them in his pocket, and washed his hands. "Yes. Heart-shaped ones if we can pull it off. I wanted to make them in advance, hide them in a fridge somewhere, and then take them out when it's time." He dried off his hands and finished his coffee with a few more sips.
"I'll go out sometime I guess and pick up some other things when I have leave, but I didn't want to spend all my time doing it. I invest enough time in these things as it is." He was going to do just enough to make this party self-run and just stick around to make sure nothing burned down. After that, everyone could just do what they wanted. In the end, he was just proving Rep wrong.
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 3:22 pm
"Ahhhh....lucky. Ah still can't get off this island." Ofelia looked at the bracelet on her wrist, the one now covered with soapy water as she washed her hands for easily the fifth or sixth time. Melvin's conversation away from her settled her back down enough to focus on the task at hand and the teenager sighed, wondering why she felt so stupid getting so excited over being called pretty. The look of happiness on her face faded away to one of shame, a child scorned. It settled there as she dried her hands and moved about the area to gather supplies. "Next time ya head out let me know? Ah've got money an' a list'a stuff Ah need, so. . . " Basically she was asking a favor in a roundabout way but she'd get to that bridge when it needed to be crossed.
As for making cookies? That was so much easier than having to deal with relationships in any way, shape, or form. "Aside from cookies is there anythin' else ya wanna make while ya got mah attention? There's not really anythin' that Ah can think from the top'a mah head 'bout that Ah dunno how ta make." She paused as a mixing bowl was pulled from one of the cabinets. " . . .though why exactly heart shaped? Ah mean Ah got lots'a cookie cutters we can use, any special meanin' fer hearts? Ya feelin' okay, or is it some kinda Life thing yer doin'?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 4:31 pm
"Alright. If you give me a list, I'll swing by the store. I usually go do that anyways. Get what I can in case the portals ever shut down for months." He watched her settle from flustered into a frown, though the hand washing wasn't strange to him. Washing your hands several times was just normal to him. What was strange was she didn't know WHY he wanted heart cookies after he already mentioned it was for Valentines. It just went hand in hand.
"Well, just sweets in general I guess. Candies maybe? I don't know how to even do those either, but I don't want to take all of your time." Demanding too much out of someone usually meant he had big favors to owe in return which never was a good thing.
"Hearts for Valentines. Ya know, because everything is either hearts or cupids or something frilly like that. I'm not doing it for Life, but hopefully a party just for everyone. Rep sorta poked me to do it." Well, more that he suckered him somehow that, now that Melvin noticed, he was rather insulted he fell for it.
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 5:14 pm
"Ehhhh. Ah've never really celebrated Valentine's b'for so stuff like that ain't really common sense ta me...or else Ah jus' didn't pay much attention to it." Come to think of it people always got weird at her school around February but Ofelia mostly wrote it off to Prom and stress and everything else. Considering she was also ignored it didn't add much to her connecting the dots.
The supplies were all pulled out and set on one of the Islands, Ofelia pretty much old hat to making sugar cookies at Deus, and she looked to Melvin. "Ah can make cookies an' chocolates an' candies if ya like. Ah'm pretty much free the rest'a the day 'cept maybe ta go an' check on Jake. Poor kid got himself beaten inta a coma inna spar." The redhead shook her head and then shrugged. "He's gonna have a nice scar from it though, as far as Ah can tell."
Ofelia was not going to mention she was the one who did it to him though she assumed Melvin would figure it out. The guy was like a hawk for finding out useless information. "Do ya wanna use shapes other than hearts? Ah've got stars an' what looks like...a set'a lips?" Ofelia had moved while she was talking and opened one of the supply items she'd gotten down. It was filled to the brim with cookie cutters of all shapes and sizes. "There's also some 'x' an' 'o' ones." She held up the cutters as she called them out, though she did pause. "Oooh, Ah could make minicakes wit' hot chocolate in the center'a 'em. That sounds so tasty."
The sun hunter really liked her sweets, or at least really liked making them.
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 6:47 pm
"Those all works. Lips, X's, and O's are all good. It's something I'd expect candies to be shaped as." It was surprising she had all these shapes, but it only proved she was the right person to contact. He'd never even think about having cut outs, but then again he didn't know how to even make a basic cookie dough. He never thought he'd be cooking this much at a place he was supposed to be learning to fight monsters at.
"Well, we can make whatever you feel like making. I just thought of cookies, but if you're up for making anything else, I'm fine with trying though I'll warn you that I might burn things. If anything, you can make them for your friend, Jake was it?" Was this the guy she liked? He wondered.
Melvin moved to the island, looking at what she was taking out. "So you never went to a Valentine's day dance or gave our cards when you were in elementary school?"
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