[Open] In the kitchens with Eliot
CHARACTERS: distinctive_guy and YOU
DATE: Dec 05 (Day 22; Afternoon)
RATING: Possible swearing?
SUMMARY: Eliot's back in the kitchen cooking. Or making food anyway. For once it's not big portions.
( with his Toasted Olive-Avocado and Cheese Sandwich )
DATE: Dec 05 (Day 22; Afternoon)
RATING: Possible swearing?
SUMMARY: Eliot's back in the kitchen cooking. Or making food anyway. For once it's not big portions.
( with his Toasted Olive-Avocado and Cheese Sandwich )
Sheva really hadn't planned on encountering Eliot that day, least of all in the kitchen making some crazy looking sandwich. When she walked into the kitchen, she stopped momentarily one step into the room, taking in the entire situation with raised eyebrows.
"You Americans and your weird obsession with sandwiches," she commented shortly afterwards, adjusting her stride towards the creations themselves, bending down to scrutinize them without touching anything. Making a show of it by tilting her head and scrunching up her face into very serious 'thinking' expressions, Sheva finally straightened and offered Eliot a slight smile. "What's in it?"
While she came to the kitchen to make herself lunch/dinner, getting a free meal would definitely be preferable.
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"There's nothin' wrong with sandwiches," he said and he couldn't hold back his grin when Sheva walked close, knowing just how good his sandwiches were. "I use whole multigrain bread and put slices of deli chicken spiced with small bits of basil and chili, an even spreading of my self made olive and avocado paste -that I added in bits of lemon rind and juice for an extra... tang- fresh thin sliced cucumbers and tomatoes and a layer of... I think it's unripe goat cheese... Some ground almonds, grilled to perfection and... voila." He put on the second piece of multigrain bread on top of the two grilled sandwiches.
He held up one of the finished products proudly. "My homemade olive and avocado Mediterranean grilled sandwich."
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Still not sold on the combination of flavors, she peered at the sandwiches with trepidation and even a bit of doubt. Regardless, it must have taken him quite a bit of time and effort to make these things. "Are you sure all that stuff belongs on a sandwich?"
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Smirking now, he leaned up against the counter and brought his own grilled sandwich to his mouth. "Try it," he challenged her confidently, "You'll see."
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Despite all this, Sheva refused to back down from a challenge, especially one from Eliot. Cautiously, she picked up the sandwich, testing its weight and sniffing it before she finally took an experimental bite. Her brow furrowed as she chewed slowly, taking in both the flavors and textures of the ingredients.
At first, she didn't know how she felt, but by the time she swallowed, Sheva had to fight back a grin. Though, try as she might, she couldn't hide the enjoyment in her eyes. "It's alright," she fielded with a lazy shrug. No need to feed his ego with flowery compliments. Guys didn't like those, right?
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Nah, this guy definitely liked flowery compliments, although Sheva was right about one thing. Eliot didn't need people to feed his ego, it was already bloated from confidence that was rightly deserved.
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In other words, Sheva might be going through both an adjusting period while eating that sandwich. "Incredible you say? I say it's 'interesting,' but with a more positive connotation than negative. Or does 'deliciously intriguing' work better for you?"
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When he switches back to the subject of the States, she's glad that he actually refers to them correctly instead of just 'America' like many from the United States tend to do. Someone should tell them that America isn't just the United States, but the entirety of the Northern and Southern continents.
"I've eaten snake," Sheva commented absently before refocusing on the rest of what he said. "I went there when I was fifteen, so I wasn't exactly interested in fine dining. And then I went to college, which generally included eating on the cheap. I generally just cooked for myself." Early on, cooking had been one of her jobs back with the guerrillas, and while it wasn't gourmet, everyone enjoyed it when she made meals.
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As to college life, Eliot never really experienced any of it. He enlisted into the army practically directly after graduating from high school and that was a whole other scene for food.
Leaning on the counter beside her, he gave her a sideways glance as he asked from pure curiosity, "What made ya decide to study in the land of the Stars and Stripes?"
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His next question quieted her features, and the cheerful light in her eyes dampened to a more neutral gaze, which turned down to her sandwich. "Because nothing was left for me in Africa." Nothing she wanted to stay behind and witness after she betrayed her family for the greater good. It didn't hurt that she had a government benefactor supporting her move to the States either.
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"Did you see your roommate's idea for makin' signs on the beach? It's a good one. Hard... 'nough to get through to them. Normally. I mean, can't be easy to help them one by one otherwise." He nearly slipped saying Hardison's messages weren't always enough.
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Flashes of a younger her, no older than ten, shooting a gun for the first time returned vividly. The events around her parents' murder crackled in and out like cruel static, skipping to the more painfully depressing memories. All the good ones had become so overplayed that they too skipped, faded and silent. The hand on her sandwich shook, and her breathing picked up the more she became lost in them.
When he spoke again, it indeed worked to pull her from her thoughts, but not immediately. Dull at first, his voice pulled her back to her perceived reality. The faraway look disappeared slowly, and she turned to focus on Eliot's words, blinking several times while battling the anxiety back. All while trying to put together a coherent sort of response to whatever he had said.
It didn't come fast enough.
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Seeing Sheva was back with him, he gave her a pointed arched eyebrow as if showing he was still waiting for her to say something. He bit into his sandwich to give her more time to formulate that response, and smirked throughout his slow chewing.
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Though, try as she might, she couldn't remember the entirety of his question, and instead of asking, she flicked him enough of a worried look that maybe he'd repeat himself.
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