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weedyshyguy in rowantree_logs

So don't become some background noise

Aug 16, 2009 20:59

Who: Bret and Cho
What: Music and cooking
When: Sunday afternoon
Where: Cho's kitchen

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tenuefarfalla August 17 2009, 02:45:35 UTC

"Come in," Cho called. She was actually not cooking. Well, not actively cooking. She was trying to make a... heartier cookie. If everything she'd been trying before had been lucky charms and coco puffs, she was hoping this cookie would be more like honey granola. She thought that maybe the secret to making a cookie that anyone other than Marmalade the Second would be willing to eat might be a longer bake time and a much lower temperature.

So, she was sitting at a massive table set up against the far wall and covered with bits and pieces that Jay had lent her. She hadn't explained much about her need for a jar of nothing, and she was pretty sure he thought she was insane, but he'd been as accommodating as he could be. Cho liked him. At the moment she was trying to fit what she expected to be a six and one eighth inch gasket into a six inch opening. It was not going well for her. She could probably use a break.

weedyshyguy August 17 2009, 02:53:47 UTC

"Hey. Just wondered if you wanted some company. Or music. Or something," Bret shrugged, not really sure what he expected to happen after this point. Anything distracting would work.

As long as she didn't want to talk about the unicorn. But there was really no way to say 'let's not talk about that' without talking about it. Oh well. It was easier to discuss this stuff in the journals. Maybe he should've just written Cherry.

He glanced at the table as he came in. "So. What're you up to?"

tenuefarfalla August 17 2009, 03:07:14 UTC

"I'm trying to make a vacuum." Her tone made it clear that this was not looking like it would be a successful endeavour. She was distracted, obviously. Every time she felt like she was close to having a breakthrough she heard music - a song made up of everything good and beautiful in her life, and it was so perfect it made her want to cry. "How have you been, then?"

weedyshyguy August 17 2009, 03:20:45 UTC

Bret cocked his head a bit, wondering why she was bothering with something like that. But he decided not to question it. Maybe she was a neat freak.

He shrugged at her question. "Alright. You?"

He touched the silk in his pocket. He'd forgotten to put it on after leaving the house. Would he look silly if he put it on now? She did have a large number of sharp objects in her house. He cringed inwardly and clutched the silk without removing it from his pocket. He'd just have to wait for an inconspicuous moment. Maybe he'd help her cook and use it to pull his hair back. Murray'd be proud.

tenuefarfalla August 17 2009, 03:43:03 UTC

Cho smiled and pushed back from the table. "Distracted," she answered, honestly. "That unicorn..." Cho sighed and shook her head. "I felt like I was sleepwalking at the tavern last night." She saw the lute slung over his shoulder and brightened up a bit. "Are you going to play something for me?" His lute actually looked a lot like a biwa, and music might be nice right now - normal music to hopefully overtake the ethereally beautiful and all consuming music still trying to play itself in her head. She couldn't manage it properly, though, because she just didn't have the capacity to shine like that.