BFL: The Movie: The Game [OPEN]

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Characters: Shinjiro Aragaki and [OPEN]
Content: Shinji goes back to work, and takes out his frustrations in the kitchen
Setting: The kitchen of the Silvana
Time: Lunchtime
Warnings: Cursing, possible chaos

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[why_halo_there]

Okay, so Hikari had to admit, the break was nice. It felt good to be able to sit down without having to worry about pots boiling over or meat burning or poltergeists tossing knives at her head (alright, that last one just a one time thing, but still.) She finally got a chance to let the near-constant ache in her legs (and her arms, and her shoulders, and heck even her wings how did that even work) to subside, and right now, she wanted nothing more than to take a nice, long, hot shower and sleep for years.

She settled for a quick shower and a short nap. She-she couldn't just sit around and do nothing! Even if Shinjiro said he was better, Hikari didn't quite believe it. He was just going to strain himself, she knew it, and besides, even if he was perfectly healthy (he wasn't) the kitchen wasn't a one-person job by any means. He needed help, whether he liked it or not.

As soon as her hair and feathers were dry, she marched to the kitchen, determined to barge in and tell him what was what ...only to forget it all as soon as she caught a whiff of something wonderful. It wasn't just good food, it wasn't just great food, it was amazing food. Did she...was she smelling raspberries? And chocolate? And-ooh, that had to be vanilla! This would have been spectacular on its own, but moreso since she didn't even know they had raspberries. Now more curious than concerned, she stepped lightly into the kitchen and called out, "Shinjiro? Shinjiro, are you there?"

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"Hn." as all he replied with, but Hikari had worked with him long enough to probably expect as much. When they DID work together he never talked much except for a rare barked order, and simply expected her to follow his lead.

The fruit and sweet smells were mixing with the meats and breads in a mass that would be more like a Long Night feast then any normal meal. Between his injury, the deaths of the bandits, and the 4th... it was obvious through his frantic work that something was wrong, at least to anyone who had worked around him for anytime.

[why_halo_there]

Hikari didn't think much about the short greeting; it was just Shinjiro being ...well, Shinjiro. It didn't mean anything, it was simply how he was.

She was, however, worried about the food. It was nice, and all, really, but it was a bit much even for Shinjiro. There wasn't a need for this much food, even if he was experimenting, and she couldn't help but think who's going to eat all of this? It was clear that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell exactly what...was it one specific thing, or a little bit of everything lately?

"Here," she said, as she stepped forward. "Do you need a hand?"

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He looked up finally, looking almost surprised by the offer. His gaze softened a tiny bit before he went back to his work, hair falling out of his cooking bandanna a little and into his face as he scraped at a pan.

"...won't stop you."

[why_halo_there]

So far, so good. Hikari rolled up her sleeves, and as she glanced at the ingredients, she asked, "What are you working on now?"