052 - If I were to become tiger food (It would've been more noble)
[Misaki is in the Astral kitchen, doing... well, it's not entirely clear WHAT she's doing. There are pots bubbling over on the stove, produce everywhere, piles of dishes in the sink and the oven is starting to smoke out of both sides as though attempting to cry.]
[Misaki squeaks and opens the door, releasing a black avalanche of smoke. She starts coughing, squints through the black fog, and her eyes go wide.]
[Very gingerly, she shuts the oven door, switches it off, and leans her back against it.]
...oops.
[And she proceeds to have a gigglefit.]
[Misaki squeaks and opens the door, releasing a black avalanche of smoke. She starts coughing, squints through the black fog, and her eyes go wide.]
[Very gingerly, she shuts the oven door, switches it off, and leans her back against it.]
...oops.
[And she proceeds to have a gigglefit.]