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 Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 8:52 pm
Having taken over the kitchen, Jason wiped some sweat off his brow as he glanced at the thermostat located on one of the walls. Just his luck that when it was time to get some cooking lessons from Ofelia that the thing had to break. He already had shed his hunter jacket and was left in a normal shirt, but he was tempted to discard that too. But he would be in the presence of a young woman, so he would keep his shirt on. He stood beyond the counter, cook book already out and ready to cook. He even had the bowl, whisk and measuring cups he would need. The item he had in mind for today? A strawberry shortcake. Although if Ofelia didn't approve, he would be able to find another cake recipe.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 9:39 pm
Ofelia was ready, and by ready it meant she had her shirt off as well. Being a guy was so much fun as she marched into the kitchen, totally ready for her lessons with Jason.
Except maybe was that Jason? She had no idea, he looked so pretty.
Of course Ofelia also had muttonchops and the look of a god, so. She couldn't complain.
"It's hot in here." Was all she had to say.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 10:29 pm
Turning at the voice, Jason stopped dead in his tracks at the shirtless guy that had appeared. One blink. Two blinks. He squinted at the other guy. Again he had the distinct feeling that he should know this person but he hadn't met this idol of bishomen. "..Yes, it is quite warm in here." He replied in his low voice, wondering what he should be doing. Wasn't Ofelia supposed to be turnign up soon?
dot.....dot.....dot
Ding
"....Ofelia?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2013 9:25 am
"Hhmm, yea, Ah'm Ofie. Sup?" Perhaps it was the manly ikemen in her that had Ofelia talking like some sort of not Ofelia person, and she rubbed the back of her neck with her hand while her muscles seemed to flex themselves. "An' yer...Jason, then? Since Ah f'gur no one else would be in here fer our lessons other than Jason an' mahself."
There was also the fact this pretty man knew her name and didn't hesitate to call her it but that could have meant she had a reputation that was going way ahead of her and leaving others to know her. Muttonchops and all. "So are ya ready fer yer cookin' lesson? Didja pick out sommin' fer the two'a us ta make taday or is it mah choice?" The redhead moved to the sink and started to wash her hands, all the while looking around for an apron. Even though she wasn't wearing a shirt and her abs were glistening with sweat from how hot the kitchen seemed to be she still wanted to wear an apron.
Maybe only the apron. Oh yes.
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2013 2:16 pm
It was a very hard thing for Jason to not stare at the male version of Ofelia, the deep voice she had compared to the more feminine one was quite weird to hear. Just what was it with Desu Ex and gender swapping these days? Though it appeared she was having trouble recognizing who he was as well. "Yeah, it's me" His own masculine voice responding. Though he didn't think he was unrecognizable. He basically looked the same as he usually did. Well, with a bit more hair, and a lower voice, and the urge to quote cheesy lines from anime. To her next question he nodded, holding up the cooking book so she could see. "I thought we could try a strawberry short cake today." He replied, before grimacing. Ofelia's body had not gone unnoticed, especially the fact it was already glistening with sweat. sparkle> If he didn't know any better, he'd swore the fallen anger was about to gush.
Jason would of said no normally but, it was hot, so he shrugged out of his own shirt, complete with six pack, and tried to ignore his weapons excited shouts.
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Posted: Fri Mar 01, 2013 12:44 pm
"Oh, we're takin' clothes off? Are we wantin' ta bake in only aprons 'cause that sounds fun actually." Ofelia happened to look in time to see 'Jason' taking his shirt off and somehow or another her man-addled brain took that as a challenge for who had the most muscles and who maybe looked the sexiest or something. The whole bit about making strawberry short cake hadn't been forgotten so he didn't need to worry that she was ignoring that. "Fine then, lemme drop the trow."
That apparently was her way of saying she was taking her pants off because they hit the ground like a sack of bricks. She was wearing a speedo - which probably meant Ofelia had been wearing her swim suit before the whole magical body change. It worked out well and she grabbed an apron and pulled it over her frame. "So short cake? Hnnn, been a while since Ah've made one'a those - sure! Sounds good, but didja check ta make sure we got whip cream?" Ofelia was ready to go on a personal knifing everyone quest if they happened to be out of it. "Do we also got fresh strawberries? an' yer wantin' ta make everythin' from scratch yeah? Sounds excitin'."
Even being a man, sideburns of sexy and all, Ofelia was still Ofelia. Just a little bit taller, more tone, and could shed her clothes without being told she was being a whore.poke mattix woops, sorry bro > ____ > *forgot about gaia for a little bit*
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Posted: Fri Mar 01, 2013 5:30 pm
"No-no I just wanted to take my shirt off because it's so...hot..." Jason trailed off as Ofelia was quick to drop her pants, and now she only had a pair of speedo's on. While his weapon was hoping she'd take those of too, he was of course, NOT hoping because he didn't want to be staring at a male...female...female as a male body. He really didn't want to be cooking in only a apron either. (Just the thought of someone walking in on them.....he shuddered) The talk quickly changed back to the cake, and he jumped on that topic rather then who could undress quicker (he had no manly urges to strip even further, thank god). "The portals have been up for a while, so we should have some whip cream and strawberries." He responded.
"I'll go and look for the items." He said to give himself something to focus on, and he opened up one of the fridges to look. It didn't take long for him to return with a carton of strawberries, and a can of whip cream. "Yup, we got them"
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Posted: Sun Mar 10, 2013 1:41 am
"Awesome then." Ofelia had taken the time to put an apron on though it was only the type that hung about her hips. Her awesome muscular manly hips that seemed to go on for miles until they reached her supple awesome manly legs. Her chest seemed to ripple with every breath because that is what handsome men did right I have no idea. "So lesse, we're goin' from scratch again or didja jus' wanna use a package? How soon are ya wantin' ta eat the cakes since scratch's got'a few more steps than package." Ofelia wrinkled her nose a little. "Tastes better fresh though, moreso if we're gonna be poppin' fresh strawberries an' good whip cream." She said. "Better not be any'a that oil s**t, always ruins good whip cream."
Maybe being a man was making Ofelia far more bitchy and in touch with her inner woman/drama queen than usual. She certainly never acted so hostile about food before and likely wouldn't again any time soon.poke mattix i have become the worst RP partner ever i am so sorry sob sob
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Posted: Sun Mar 10, 2013 3:49 am
It sounded like there would be more work involved, but on the flipslide it would probably taste nicer. And he was here to learn, not to do things the easy way. "I think doing everything from scratch would be a good idea." Jason said. So as Zanthvos wolf whistled at the well defined muscles on Ofelia's chest, Jason went about looking for the ingredients that would be needed in the cake. His own abdomen muscles seemed to twitch when he moved as well, flexing and pulling as he lifted up a bag of flower and milk, strutting back to the table as if he was baws. "I think the whip cream is fresh...though you could taste it if you want" He replied. "We could always make our own whipped cream."
Jason grimaced as if he had a large headache. "The...strawberries should be fresh..."
Rown nuuuuu You're still good D: <3
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 8:51 pm
"Hnnn....Ah've never really given any thought ta makin' mah own whip cream." Ofelia rubbed her manly chin with a manly hand and looked at Jason. For someone who really enjoyed making everything from scratch there were some things she'd honestly never thought of trying on her own. "Ah mean, Ah make all kinds'a whipped stuff anyway jus' never whip cream. Ya think we could find a recipe for it an' give it a try?"
This was an interesting thought and certainly something worth giving a try. Ofelia had always wanted to see if she could make a proper cold cream other than just the typical buttercream and regular frosting. A challenge worth her manly abs and her manly speedo to be certain. "An' good fer the strawberries bein' fresh, if they weren't Ah'd'a had ta hold ya down, sit on ya, an' slowly shove 'm inta yer mouth one by one."
That didn't sound like a punishment.
poke mattix no seriously i am the worst person ever
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 9:11 pm
Actually, Jason would find it very torturous if Ofelia did that to him. Not because it was Ofelia, but he would die a slow painful guilty death if Solia ever found out. both of them could!>
"Actually.." Jason paused in thought, looking at the fridge and then moving towards it. "We might not need a recipe..I remember how my mom used to make it..."
Opening and closing the fridge door, Jason then went to the cupboards, bending down (and showing off his sexy a** by accident), as he fetched a few more items. In no time at all he had sent on the counter a jar of thickened cream, a bowl of sugar, and a mixer.
"See, you just pour the cream in, add a bit of sugar..." He said as he demonstrated to the sun hunter. "Then you just whisk it up till it gets to the right consistency"
Rown All my nopes to that statement D:
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 9:21 pm
Jason was lucky he was out of arm's reach because Ofelia would have pinched him on the butt. It wasn't in her normally to do it but for some reason, as a man, she felt it would have been completely acceptable to take a massive pinch of skin from a bum between her fingers. It would have felt just right and not to mention she might have gotten to hear an overly cute cry of pain. Perhaps she needed to move closer and try it again when he bent over for something else.
Perhaps Ofelia needed to find a way to make him bend over for something else.
Being a man was hard.
"Hnn! That's pretty cool!" Ofelia was going to do her best to praise him but she wanted him to bend over again. "So ya learned this from yer mom? Ah thought ya said ya really didn't know anythin' 'bout bakin' or cookin'?"
poke mattix i don't even know - man ofie is horrible i am so sorry jason
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 9:31 pm
If Jason had known about Ofelia's thoughts, he would of asked if she had talked to Zanthvos lately, as it was what he said to him most of the time. Except instead of pinching butts, he wanted him to bend over. Daily. Thankfully Jason had none of these urges himself, and he went about whisking up the cream. "Not exactly. I've seen my mom do it a few times when making food. And then when she saw me, she asked me to do it. It was...really simple, and she was busy with other things, so I helped her out. His weapon was still going about his 'whipped cream' and other such perverted thoughts.
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 9:35 pm
"Yanno, ya should bend over more." Ofelia just blurted it out because hey - Ofelia couldn't change her stripes too easily even if her gender changed. "It's a good work-out fer yer abs an' all that, jus' sayin'." If that was a way to try and cover it then maybe she was trying entirely too hard after all. Male Ofelia was a horrible person but at least now Jason was making something and talking more about his past. Maybe that was something she should pursue since many people at Deus didn't really talk about home.
"Tell me more 'bout yer family though, if ya want. Not many people talk 'bout life b'for Deus an' Ah get really curious. We could even make it a sort of game." Games involving one's life were best played not with Ofelia. "Ya tell me sommin', Ah tell ya sommin'." Thankfully it seemed the game was not a real life or death one.poke mattix i'm really sorry though this has taken so long. RL went AHAHAHA NO U GIRL NO U
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 9:41 pm
"I...should?" Jason sadly did not understand the reasoning behind this, nor the hidden meaning. But she was asking him something else now, and his answer was a nervous laugh. "My family is alright. They did care for me, which I'm quite thankful for." Having been here, he had heard of a few other hunters who hadn't had this comfort. "Though they were very religious. When I told them I kept seeing shadows and demons...they didn't take the knowledge too well." He then paused, looking at the cupboard again. "Did I forget the flour? hmm.." He then bent down to see if there was still flour in the cupboard. Rown It's totally cool. I understand <3
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