o27 | written; just close your eyes dear (ninja-bent japanese; read right to left)

[haruno]

If anyone needs me, I'll be in the library for a while today, then out and around the castle grounds. I won't have my journal open while I'm going over maps, if I guess that's also an invitation.
Or is all the grumbling and nonsense the castle playing tricks on me? At least Scooter still seems to know what I'm gesturing about.
I'm starting to

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[haruno]

[ Sakura pauses, having to ask herself is she was sure she just heard that right. She thinks she did? With a nod and smile to Rhyme, she waves, Scooter woofing a hello. Sakura approaches to look at what Rhyme is making, curious. Smells somewhat familiar! ]

[haruno]

[ Sakura looks at the dango, then nods slowly. She can give it a try! She's done this before, if not in months. Which makes her sad, since she actually likes dango.

That being said, Sakura steps in and starts fiddling around in what counts as proper for someone who started cooking all on her own for herself a few years back, once moving out of her parent's home. Dudududu! Scooter goes to take up his position under the kitchen table. Close enough to dart out and eat things falling off the people-sized counters, far enough to be out of the way. ]

[haruno]

[ Scooter is happy for the attention, his tail thumping slowly against the ground. After a moment, he tries to lick at Rhyme's hands. Sakura continues her work with dango, when things are done biting down on her lower lips then smiling to herself. Ha! She was a capable chef!

Sort of!

She whistles, happy, and turns to offer the first of the completed dango, even if using the grill-pan was a weird way of going around this to her. The sauce was the last part, poured hot over the grilled dango on their sticks. All on a little plate! Sakura... hopes it's decent laskdjf 8Db ]

[haruno]

[ She nods, smiling and accepting a few of the skewers. Scooter pulls himself up to sit and look at the both of them, tail thumping softly and heavy against the ground. Food? Food?

Shaking her head, she started eating. What can you do about dogs? ]

[haruno]

[ Scooter picks the bone up looking far too pleased with himself, settling down under the table again. Sakura keeps eating, taking her time, and breathing in deep. The kitchen smells nice whenever things have avoided bursting into flames in its confines. For now, she doesn't ask questions explicitly, if she does look to Rhyme and cant her head to the side. Vaguely curious what it is that drew her down here, if it was anything more than whim to make dango. ]

[haruno]

[ Sakura shakes her head, shrugging her shoulders. Nothing in particular! She mostly didn't feel like writing out a question, instead taking one of the dishes on the counter and bringing it over to the sink. More particularly, what she'd used to fry the dango. Keeping busy was something that felt... useful. ]

[haruno]

[ Sakura moves over to make room for Rhyme, and companionably nabs the soap, handing it over. She also nabs a drying towel, holding it up and indicating herself. She can dry, if Rhyme wants to wash? ]

[haruno]

[ Sakura dries them, placing them first to the side if their cupboards were further away, and then directly away if it was in reach. She settles into a rhythm quickly enough, listening to Rhyme hum. ]