Fooooood [Active/Closed]

Nov 20, 2008 22:47

Characters: Rayne, Namine, Mewtwo, Zetsu, Mio
Setting: Blue Kitchen
Time: Day 004, Early Morning. Right after 'You Want Blood, You Got It.'
Summary: Rayne makes blood in a coffee pot. Zetsu projectile vomits. ...Luckily, not in the coffee pot.
Warnings: Rayne, Zetsu, and Mewtwo are in the same room.

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!day 004, mio amakura (fatal frame), !incomplete, mewtwo (pokémon), naminé (kingdom hearts), rayne (bloodrayne), zetsu (naruto)

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blood_n_leather November 22 2008, 04:45:46 UTC
Setting a coffee mug next to the coffee pot before moving back and forth from the fridge to the stove, Rayne had eggs, milk, and what cooking utensils she remembered being used the last time she had seen someone doing this waiting by the stove as she searched for a frying pan in one of the lower cabinets. At this point, the smell of fresh brewed coffee would have been wafting throughout the kitchen... if coffee had been in the coffee maker. As such, it was only the metallic and iron like smell of warm, hot blood that filled the room, something that Rayne realized that Namine may not like, even if it made her stomach growl. However, it was not the worst smelling thing in the world, even to humans. Rayne hoped Namine wouldn't mind it, too much.

Finally finding a frying pan, the redhead stood to place it on the stove, reaching over the top of the stove to turn on the burner. For a short second, she tensed, waiting... She remembered the last time she had been in this room when the stove had been turned on. It hadn't ended well. But it seemed like, luckily, whatever hellbeast spawned from this room at night would not show it's face during daylight hours. Good.

"I hate to make you get up after you've just drug that chair in here, but." Rayne spoke as she moved her hands under her cloak to start unbuckling her blades from around her wrists. While they were like parts of her own body after having them for so long, she knew it would become awkward to cook with them, especially when she didn't feel they were exactly needed... And if something did happen, she had plenty of other weapons that would be in closer reach. "Would you mind pouring me a cup of that?"

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