Time to Eat~
[He had been on his way to The Seeing Double, thinking about just what had happened earlier. A fiery little brunette had landed on him as he had popped back in and...well apparently he resembled someone very dear to her.
That of course had upset her greatly, she was deeply wounded he could tell, he'd seen that look on too many faces to not know it. The Irish man had been pondering these things when his stomach gave a mighty growl.]
"Hmm.."
[It was dinner time, so, he headed for the communal kitchen since it was closest. He did the polite thing, putting out his cigarette before heading in. Looking about the kitchen, he shed his coat and washed his hands. Moving about here and there, gathering ingredients and the proper cookware. A grin on his face as he began to prepare the ingredients for his mothers Beef and Stout stew.]
"Ay could use a good meal 'bout now."
[He hummed as he began to peel some carrots, his thoughts wondering back to that Rukia girl he'd met earlier.]
(OOC: Well here's an Irish boy in the kitchen, bein' all domestic and such. Come bother him! Ask him what he's makin', help him cook, help him eat, just don't mind him if he's a little distracted. No killing please, but hurting is ok if it comes to that.)
That of course had upset her greatly, she was deeply wounded he could tell, he'd seen that look on too many faces to not know it. The Irish man had been pondering these things when his stomach gave a mighty growl.]
"Hmm.."
[It was dinner time, so, he headed for the communal kitchen since it was closest. He did the polite thing, putting out his cigarette before heading in. Looking about the kitchen, he shed his coat and washed his hands. Moving about here and there, gathering ingredients and the proper cookware. A grin on his face as he began to prepare the ingredients for his mothers Beef and Stout stew.]
"Ay could use a good meal 'bout now."
[He hummed as he began to peel some carrots, his thoughts wondering back to that Rukia girl he'd met earlier.]
(OOC: Well here's an Irish boy in the kitchen, bein' all domestic and such. Come bother him! Ask him what he's makin', help him cook, help him eat, just don't mind him if he's a little distracted. No killing please, but hurting is ok if it comes to that.)