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WHO: Koltira deadelfwalking & Lady Liadrin liadrin
WHERE: Kitchen of the children's house
WHEN: PRESENT DAY. PRESENT TIME.
WARNINGS: A lot of nerd-talk from elf-playing nerds
SUMMARY: Koltira hypocritically mocks Liadrin's lack of faculty with kitchen appliances; she probably tries to lay some hippie religious crap on him; etc
FORMAT: Para
Koltira heard Liadrin's arch, aristocratic voice shriek from the kitchen. He was in the hallway, pacing in irritation, and the noise didn't soothe him in the least. On the one hand, he was slightly, slightly grateful that another sin'dorei had arrived in this foreign place. On the other hand, why did it have to be this sin'dorei? Liadrin was famed among the blood elf people even before her rise to matriarch of the Blood Knight Order, renowned first for her devotion and faith and then for her endless, insatiable rage. It seemed that the Lady had come full circle, and Koltira wasn't sure if he preferred her present or recently former circumstances.
Koltira entered the kitchen and saw Liadrin prodding at what Lyra had referred to as a 'microwave', it seemed to be a box that generated heat via electricity or radiation or Light even knew what. Koltira ignored all the foreign appliances; he had no use for them, anyway, and little enough curiosity regarding their function. Not so with Liadrin, apparently.
Through grit teeth, he said, "Something the matter, my lady?"
WHERE: Kitchen of the children's house
WHEN: PRESENT DAY. PRESENT TIME.
WARNINGS: A lot of nerd-talk from elf-playing nerds
SUMMARY: Koltira hypocritically mocks Liadrin's lack of faculty with kitchen appliances; she probably tries to lay some hippie religious crap on him; etc
FORMAT: Para
Koltira heard Liadrin's arch, aristocratic voice shriek from the kitchen. He was in the hallway, pacing in irritation, and the noise didn't soothe him in the least. On the one hand, he was slightly, slightly grateful that another sin'dorei had arrived in this foreign place. On the other hand, why did it have to be this sin'dorei? Liadrin was famed among the blood elf people even before her rise to matriarch of the Blood Knight Order, renowned first for her devotion and faith and then for her endless, insatiable rage. It seemed that the Lady had come full circle, and Koltira wasn't sure if he preferred her present or recently former circumstances.
Koltira entered the kitchen and saw Liadrin prodding at what Lyra had referred to as a 'microwave', it seemed to be a box that generated heat via electricity or radiation or Light even knew what. Koltira ignored all the foreign appliances; he had no use for them, anyway, and little enough curiosity regarding their function. Not so with Liadrin, apparently.
Through grit teeth, he said, "Something the matter, my lady?"