//Clooosed
Who: Herz (meinxxherz ) and Oleg (imsorryimissed )
Where: The Cool
When: uuuh...sometime between Sergei's 'sploding and now?
Warnings: Commentlog style oh yes
[Herz is still getting his head around the last couple of days. Now that he isn't running for his life or his mother's, he's turned back to cooking for comfort.
He's still trying to find the right words to say to his mother. Until then, he's gonna help in the kitchen.
It did take him a day or two to get used to the knives again. He still got flashes of the plague star...but Zeke helped him through the rough stuff. Now he was more or less okay.
With a cake just finishing in the oven--cakes are fun, okay? They're as simple as you want them to be and the kid has a sweet tooth--Herz takes a break from the kitchen. A glass of OJ in one hand and his note pad in the other, he goes to the main room of the Cool and picks a seat. Then he stares at what he has of the poem to his mother.
It's crap.
He's still revising it.]
Where: The Cool
When: uuuh...sometime between Sergei's 'sploding and now?
Warnings: Commentlog style oh yes
[Herz is still getting his head around the last couple of days. Now that he isn't running for his life or his mother's, he's turned back to cooking for comfort.
He's still trying to find the right words to say to his mother. Until then, he's gonna help in the kitchen.
It did take him a day or two to get used to the knives again. He still got flashes of the plague star...but Zeke helped him through the rough stuff. Now he was more or less okay.
With a cake just finishing in the oven--cakes are fun, okay? They're as simple as you want them to be and the kid has a sweet tooth--Herz takes a break from the kitchen. A glass of OJ in one hand and his note pad in the other, he goes to the main room of the Cool and picks a seat. Then he stares at what he has of the poem to his mother.
It's crap.
He's still revising it.]