sechs; action
[This evening, Weiss is in the kitchen, and not the library, for once. It seems that there is a book reading...a cookbook (about exotic foods, he's bored okay)...on a kitchen table. There's a punchline in there somewhere. Every so often, he floats and grasps a page to turn it manually (because he doesn't trust the ghosts still). And of course, because Weiss is Weiss, he murmurs/talks to himself occasionally during this.]
...Humans certainly have odd tastes in cuisine.
[floating, flipping a page]
...I say, I've never heard of such a thing.
[several similar comments are made while this goes on.
ooc: replies will come after sleep /shakes fist at LJ]
...Humans certainly have odd tastes in cuisine.
[floating, flipping a page]
...I say, I've never heard of such a thing.
[several similar comments are made while this goes on.
ooc: replies will come after sleep /shakes fist at LJ]