[voice] it had been strange, even in a dream

[abidinglaw]

[While over the past few days the draft has been threatening the lives of cast-mates and strangers and acquaintances alike Admiral Norrington has been fighting a battle of his own. He chose the evening of the fourth to investigate the purpose of that odd little bump on his wall. Flick

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[ voice ]

[slaying]

[ she's busy. strategies to work out. safety to ensure. ergo, this is the sort of post that -- right now? -- she would prefer to ignore. but it's that too-evenly-toned voice she has come to pin instinctively on the admiral. and she is very curious about the admiral. ]

...Peculiar boxes? [ it sounds like he's griping about electricity. still -- a peculiar box could mean any number of mod-cons. ]

[ video ]

[abidinglaw]

[The journal lifts to display Norrington's stern expression and behind him - for starters - a microwave. He twists his body to the side and gives it some sort of threatening glare by way of demonstration.]

That is a box, is it not?

[ video ]

[slaying]

That's [ she drawls ] a microwave. Mic-ro-wave. You use it to cook things. It's a cooking things kind of thing.

[ she leaves the setting on video; after all, she is well healed up from the draft. no bruises or cuts left. ]

[ video ]

[abidinglaw]

[Should he admit to having tried his hands at activating the infernal thing? No. To do so would be to admit that he had failed.]

It is a stove, then?

[He doesn't sound at all certain.]

From where would one conjure the fire? And how?

[He glances up, though he has done so before. Perhaps a chimney was installed within the time it took him to put out his broadcast.]

[ video ]

[slaying]

...Ideally? There's sort of no fire involved at all.

[ video ]

[abidinglaw]

[She's having him on, surely.]

Then I suppose one merely places the food inside and waits.

[ video ]

[slaying]

More like pressing the right buttons and then comes the waiting.

[ video ]

[abidinglaw]

[As always with this girl he wonders - fact, or misdirection? To solve the question he stands and walks off-frame. Around a minute later his return is announced by a succession of thumping rolling sounds. He appears presently with a sausage in hand.]

Very well.

[He opens the door to the microwave and puts the sausage inside. Closing it abruptly, he turns again to the journal.]

The right buttons, if you please.

[ video ]

[slaying]

...You might want to put that on a plate.

[ someone stop this; buffy should never teach cookery. ]

[ video ]

[abidinglaw]

[Which would mean open the door again. He's fairly certain that the girl is stalling, but he obligingly fetches a plate and puts the sausage on it. Back in microwave, door closed again, he looks at the journal expectantly.]

[ video ]

[slaying]

[ this is possibly the most pathetic conversation she has had over the journals in a very long time. ]

...Okay, first? Was it frozen?

[ video ]

[abidinglaw]

[How on earth would he have kept it frozen at this time of year? Again she is playing him for a fool. He replies in a monotone.]

No.

[ video ]

[slaying]

...Oh! Wait -- you should probably poke it a few times with a fork, too. Otherwise? Sausage explosion. No one wants that.

[ video ]

[abidinglaw]

[At the mention of explosions the admiral abruptly snaps the microwave open again. He removes the meaty lump and sets it gently on the counter.]

That is enough. I thank you for your help, but perhaps I should wait until somebody more...

[Reliable? Experienced? Trustworthy?]

Capable is available to aid me.

[Wow. Capable. Good save Norrington.]

[ video ]

[slaying]

[ acts and ruses be damned, she is INDIGNANT. ]

Wh-what? I'm capable. I'm totally capable. I'm the queen of capable. There's not much I'm not capable of. Put that back in the microwave. Better yet? Where are you? I'll show you.

[ oh you bruised her ego. ]

[ video ]

[abidinglaw]

[On the one hand he is being asked to give his home address to a suspicious character - possibly an enemy of Jack's. On the other hand she's wrapping her intrusiveness up with a kind little ribbon. Does she always operate this way? It's quite off-putting.]

I am living in the sixth community building. Second floor, room ten.