Jan 07, 2010 20:49
[There's a clattering and hissing sound in the background - but not a violent one, for once in Demeleier.]
The meal should be ready in a few minutes. Come over to the inn if you want some of it!
[She begins to hum as she fumblingly turns the device off.]
grinding rep is rewarding,
cooking is fun for everyone
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[Darryn is fine to move and wipe down tables for Myhrta. It's his lifelong motto to do whatever a lady wants of him after all. He can call it excercise.] So what's the menu tonight?
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[She puts a hand on her hip and gives a little smile, quriking one of those long eyebrows at him.]
All you boys want to know what was being made. All right. Some honey-roasted trout, a cake, and some herb baked eggs. Everyone's welcome.
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I'm going to marry you if you keep on like this.
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Oh, there's someone back home who'd have something to say about that~
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And then put ours together.
Because we're getting married. [He smirks playfully and leans over the table.] But we can't tell Duibhín I proposed. He might get jealous I've not proposed to him yet.
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Well, that's a Sin'Dorei for you. Proud to the bone, over such petty little things. [And then she briskly takes one of the larger bowls and begins putting the eggs into it.] Besides, you clearly chose the better of the elves here. [She cocks her head, then, with a conceeding tone.] Elves from Azeroth, I suppose. [And now a wink.] But still the best.
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[Pause, looks up from table setting] Oh I know why you won't marry me. It's my fire magic.
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