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[michaeljangelo]

The moment you walk into Room 202 you know something's different

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[ex_diminishe647]

Stremers, fabrics, banners, and food. This is his kind of gig.

Oz pokes his head into the kitchen, amused... although his face is as almost always... expressionless. "Huh."

[michaeljangelo]

"Wanna try my spicy nuts?"

The five foot tall talking turtle is just as expressionless.
And yeah, he's been waiting all day to say that to someone....

[ex_diminishe647]

"First time for everything."

Must be some kind of demon. A nice... turtle looking demon. With spicy nuts.

He steps farther into the kitchen. "How spicy?"

[michaeljangelo]

"Well..."

He looks down at the plate of spiced/fried pecans.

"...the chili powder is kind of old, and was kept in a clear glass container, so it's not that strong. Though, I did use a lot to make up for that. So...spicy?"

[ex_diminishe647]

Oz reaches for one of the pecans and tries one. After a moment his eyes widen and a cough escapes him. "Spicy... but good."

[michaeljangelo]

"You uh...you alright there?"

[ex_diminishe647]

Nod.

"I'm good."

Pause. "Name's Oz."

[michaeljangelo]

"Mike."

He brushes a green three-fingered hand on his apron and presents it for shaking.

[ex_diminishe647]

Oz takes the hand and shakes it. "So what are we celebrating, Mike?"

[michaeljangelo]

Mike jerks his thumb in the direction of the pile of blankets to the left.

"It's her first birthday."

Yeah, buried somewhere under the pile is a small blonde child in a Harley Davidson t-shirt.

[ex_diminishe647]

He goes over to the pile of blankets and lifts a few until he finds the child.

"Cause for celebration." A nod to Mike.

An almost unnoticeable grin appears before it's gone again. He loves kids.

"Hey." He greets the small child. "We haven't been introduced. I'm Oz." He knows she probably doesn't understand him but he's never been one for babytalk. "No worries, I'll introduce myself again when you're older."

[michaeljangelo]

Shadow is cranky when she first wakes up. Very very cranky. Imagine how much cranky a child raised by ninjas can contain.

She pulls the blanket back over her face, and grumbles something that's not english, but just as easily understood.

"She's a delicate flower when she's just woken up from a nap."

[ex_diminishe647]

"I can tell. Not really a lack for the cuteness either." Oz stands back up and looks around the kitchen.

"Need any help?"

[michaeljangelo]

"Always. Here..."

Mike hands him an empty plate.

"...eat."

There's a covered bowl containing mashed potatoes, a pan with gravy, another bowl with corn...."

[ex_diminishe647]

Ox looks to the food. "Are you going to feast too?"

[michaeljangelo]

"Oh yeah, but the cook never eats first. It's like, a carved in stone somewhere. Maybe the late Jurassic..."