Who:
rustigedraak and occupants of house 15 and/or anyone nearby with a sense of smell.
What: Ladon's cooking. Oh God, I am so sorry.
Where: House 15, 4th floor kitchen.
When: Morning.
Warnings: Ladon has a potty mouth and he eats charcoal. Also, reply in whichever format you want to log in, I'll match.
(
Om nom nom carbon pancakes. )
[So of course she marches up (as opposed to using magic) to confront the offender]
Excuse me, but what do you think you're doing?!
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[ Ladon is so terribly classy. ]
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I have a feeling you're not very human.
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Instead he just gives her a surprised and kind of hurt look. ] Ouch. Dunno what I did t'deserve that.
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So you aren't huh? And I never said I didn't like you. It's still too early to make my judgment.
You're a bit off-putting so far, but nowhere near unlikeable.
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But I'll take that not unlikeable part as a compliment, yeah?
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I'm Amelia Steinbeck and I'm a witch. [This is okay to say for now since he's non-human. :|a]
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More of the latter than the former.
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[She eyes the dirty dishes.] Need help with those?
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But you said so yourself, you can handle it.
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