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[Open] Iron chef takes on a whole new meaning

Aug 16, 2011 03:35

CHARACTERS: distinctive_guy and OPEN
DATE: Aug 16 (Backdated Day 6, afternoon)
RATING: PG due to sharp knives
SUMMARY: Eliot had enough canned food and lets his inner gourmet chef out.

( When Eliot's the one who's cooking. )

abby sciuto, #open, alec hardison, near, eliot spencer

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cafpowgirl August 16 2011, 13:49:33 UTC

Abby hadn't been out of the dorm much for the past few days. Realizing just how long they might be stuck here on the island had put quite the damper on her normally optimistic nature. But, she had decided to make the best out of a crappy situation and gone exploring again. It was mostly safe during the day. She passed the cafeteria and thought she smelled something delicious. Probably just her imagination. Imagine her surprise when she opened the door and saw Eliot cooking.

"Hey! What'cha making?"

(OOC:I have to leave fairly soon and then won't be back until late so tags are slow like usual.)

distinctive_guy August 16 2011, 18:35:16 UTC

Several styrofoam bowls were spread across the table, and Eliot was ladling soup into them just when Abby walked in. He grinned when he recognized his visitor.

"Tuscan bean soup and angel hair pasta with tomatoes, olive, and fresh basil," he listed with a touch of pride.

"Here, have a taste." He handed her one of the take-out bowls and a plastic spoon. At least there was no shortage of those type of cutlery in the cafeteria.

Luckily, having expected exactly this to happen, Eliot made extras.

cafpowgirl August 17 2011, 02:26:23 UTC

Abby took the bowl and a spoon with a big grin on her face. She'd meant to raid the supplies for stuff to take back to the dorm, but this was better. She blew on the soup to cool it, and then took a sip from the spoon.

"Wow, this is really good. You a chef too?"

distinctive_guy August 17 2011, 02:49:07 UTC

Eliot's grin grew wider at the genuine appreciation. "Nah, I just do a little home cookin'. Went to the greenhouse earlier and picked up a few things. The place ain't bad, just overgrown."

Moving around to turn the stove off on the pasta, Eliot gave Abby a look over his shoulder. "I made extra if you want to take a tub back. The pasta should be ready soon too."

cafpowgirl August 17 2011, 03:03:54 UTC

"Oh wow, could I? That would be great." Abby took a few bites out of the soup. It was funny how something as simple as good food could do a lot to help your mood.

"Where's your friend at?" She paused briefly. "I don't think she likes me very much."

distinctive_guy August 17 2011, 03:28:38 UTC

"Sure," Eliot turned around holding a large skillet full of the mixed pasta. "Ah, sweetheart, can you move some of those containers over here?" A stack of styrofoam boxes leaned on a cart where he motioned with his head.

"Special Agent Hagen? She's.... around. Don't worry too much about her. She's eccentric, but I don't think she dislikes you."

cafpowgirl August 17 2011, 23:59:10 UTC

"Sure thing." Abby picked up a few containers off the cart and set them close enough to Eliot that he could use them, but they wouldn't be in his way.

"That's good. I was wondering if maybe I'd done something to offend her." She took a seat on one of the counters so she could watch him work.

distinctive_guy August 18 2011, 00:16:48 UTC

Eliot carried the skillet over and began filling the box after box with pasta. He made the portions with the intention of sharing, so by the time he was done, he had about six decent sized boxes dished out. He placed the pan back in the sink and went back to ladling out the rest of the soup.

"I haven't heard anythin' from her, so you're fine." Though, to be honest, he doubted his neighbor made enough of an impression on the thief's short attention span to warrant anything specific.

"But don't talk about her. What have you been doin' these past few days? I haven't seen you around." Not that he was in his room all that often either.

cafpowgirl August 18 2011, 03:40:42 UTC

Abby actually looked sheepish for a moment. "I've been spending a lot of time in my room, trying to get used to this whole idea. Well, actually, it had a purpose at first. I was working with Light to try to hack the network for information, but after getting our computers shut off remotely a few times, we figured it wasn't going to work."

She shrugged. "Maybe if we had a few more people to help us we'd have better luck, but what are the odds we'll get more techies? I suppose I could ask the giant robot, but he's not very friendly at all."

distinctive_guy August 18 2011, 07:51:33 UTC

Eliot's eyebrows went up for several reasons, all of which he hoped Abby would just interpret as mild curiosity. "That's too bad," he observed, after his expression dropped back to normal. "Knowing more would've helped."

While mulling over this, he packed away the pasta and handed her a box. "So, this Light, he's a hacker?"

cafpowgirl August 19 2011, 18:08:33 UTC

Abby was glad to see Eliot was interested in her story. It was so annoying when people's eyes glazed over. "Well, actually he's Japanese law enforcement, so maybe hacking's just a hobby." She grinned.

distinctive_guy August 19 2011, 18:59:05 UTC

"Law enforcement," he repeated sounding mildly surprised. He was, it matched nothing of what he heard about the person. Letting that sit on the back of his mind, he smiled and brought the conversation around to the investigator. "How about you? Is hacking's a hobby of yours too? I can't imagine they need that in forensics."

cafpowgirl August 20 2011, 14:39:14 UTC

"I like learning new things. Sometimes, hacking is the best way to find out what I want to know. But yes, I've been doing that for a long time too."

Abby set her food to the side. "What made you decide to go into law enforcement? Was it a family thing?"

distinctive_guy August 21 2011, 06:24:30 UTC

Eliot tucked that away as something he can inform his own hacker later, but at the moment, he smiled and started washing the dishes. There was a good pile of utensils in the sink.

"Well, you see, it was just the natural way to go. Needed an outlet after high school," he said, except leaving out the part where he joined the army instead of police academy. "Few of my friends went, an' why not me, right?"

cafpowgirl August 21 2011, 23:15:09 UTC

Abby picked up a hand towel and waited. Since Eliot had done the cooking, the least she could do is help him clean up. She was glad to have met Eliot. He was the closest thing she had to a friend in this weird outpost. Other people seemed to have their own agendas.

"I bet you came out top of your class too."

distinctive_guy August 22 2011, 00:22:34 UTC

Eliot raised an eyebrow at the willingness to help and was comfortable to hand any cleaned item for Abby to dry. There was a dishwasher in the kitchen, but he wasn't washing dishes.

"No siree, those guys all went goin' to the FBI. Nah, I'm just your average beat cop." Some things were better to lie about.

"How 'bout you?" he asked, switching the topic before it can be further pursued, "Was your reason family?"

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