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[def_rock]

[Duffy is moving around the modest, country kitchen efficiently and with ease. It's a familiar space for him, and when he turns towards you you'll notice he's missing his left arm from just above his elbow. He doesn't let it hold him back though, as he smiles softly and turns on the stove. He's humming Pour Some Sugar on Me as he works. He seems to

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[auncyenhalig]

French toast? [ not that there's a France in Gaia, but that doesn't keep sector 7 from having a big old "Texas" sign above its bar or sector 6 from serving "Korean BBQ" dishes.

oddly enough, the part of his appearance she pays attention to isn't the arm (or absence of), it's -- ] Doesn't your hair ever get in the way like that? It's pretty long.

[def_rock]

[He nods easily enough, going to the fridge and getting out eggs and milk for the batter.] It's been a while since I made French toast... [Even longer since he'd eaten it.]

My hair? [he laughs a little bit as he cracks an egg on the side of the mixing bowl.] I guess sometimes. But it's been through a lot with me, these fibers and me.

[auncyenhalig]

Oh, I don't mean cut it. Maybe someone could braid it for you, though... [She runs her hand over her own braid, thinking about it.]

[def_rock]

Oh. [he blinks, then a slow playful smile creeps over his face.] Would you?

[auncyenhalig]

You could end up with a ribbon in your hair.

[def_rock]

I think I could live with that. Will it be a pink ribbon?

[auncyenhalig]

Oh, you weren't supposed to guess! Now I'll have to say "blue".

[def_rock]

I can work with blue.

[auncyenhalig]

Blue it is. [ she has to rummage for one, patting herself down -- somehow, the third look into her bolero's pocket brings up what the first two didn't, a thin, silky blue ribbon. ]

[def_rock]

[He moves away from the stove for the time being and sits in the empty chair backward so she can reach his hair.]

If you find anything in there, it's yours to keep.

[auncyenhalig]

In your hair? It can't be that dirty! [ doesn't look it, anyway. and she picks it up, starting to separate and braid it in easy, practiced movements. ]