Ampoule 05 - [Accidental Video] // Home Again...
[Now that Shiki is well and truly back in the Manor he feels an odd sense of relief. They must have been trying some form of operant conditioning, although their method only made him wonder how they knew about his past. It was confidential to everyone, simply because there were no files on him on record at all. He growled in frustration and ran a hand through his hair. It was bad enough he'd been subjected to that but when he returned he was stuck wearing some ridiculous costume. He then begins to make his way to the kitchen, he hadn't eaten all week and was ready to kill for something to eat. Upon arriving at the kitchen he finds a small bowl filled with sweets. The entire place looked tacky with stereotypical decorations everywhere, lurid orange didn't do much for him.
Cocking a brow he picks one out of the bowl and pops it into his mouth as he pulls a few things from the cupboard to make a simple bowl of cup noodles for a start. The sweet admittedly is more flavoursome than he's used to and is sorely tempted to spit it out, even if it does taste better than anything he'd eaten back home in a long time. Eventually he swallows it, making the face you usually make when you've just eaten something sour, wincing and biting his bottom lip waiting for the flavour to pass.
He's just about to take a seat at the table, and dig into his noodles when he spots one of the cupboard doors banging open and closed repeatedly. Shiki just gives it an unimpressed expression before eating a forkful of noodles. Only to have the pot flipped into his face.
With the chickeny noodle goosh running down his face he inhales deeply, as he exhales it's a growl, putting the fork down and simply wiping his face on some kitchen towel. A tiny voice somewhere just laughing all the while.]
So, now she's going to try and deprive me of food too? Tch.
Cocking a brow he picks one out of the bowl and pops it into his mouth as he pulls a few things from the cupboard to make a simple bowl of cup noodles for a start. The sweet admittedly is more flavoursome than he's used to and is sorely tempted to spit it out, even if it does taste better than anything he'd eaten back home in a long time. Eventually he swallows it, making the face you usually make when you've just eaten something sour, wincing and biting his bottom lip waiting for the flavour to pass.
He's just about to take a seat at the table, and dig into his noodles when he spots one of the cupboard doors banging open and closed repeatedly. Shiki just gives it an unimpressed expression before eating a forkful of noodles. Only to have the pot flipped into his face.
With the chickeny noodle goosh running down his face he inhales deeply, as he exhales it's a growl, putting the fork down and simply wiping his face on some kitchen towel. A tiny voice somewhere just laughing all the while.]
So, now she's going to try and deprive me of food too? Tch.