Udon, Kabuto Style

[of_10_faces]

[There's a delicious smell coming from the cafeteria as there's Tsukasa whipping up several batches of food in large woks. He seems intent on cooking up a storm as a pile of discarded photographs are in the box on a table near the kitchen area with his now infamous magenta camera

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[emorangerblack]

[A wild Devon appears, probably lured in by the smell. You're not sure how she went here - one second Tsukasa is alone, the next there is a lanky woman leaning over his prepared dishes. She doesn't taste them yet, but looks ready to do so.]

[of_10_faces]

[Inwardly Tsukasa is surprised, but he hides it well.] Come to have a bowl? Any of them are available for the crew.

[emorangerblack]

Very well.

[Grabs a bowl - and slurps it all down in one ago. Woah, she was hungry! But what about the taste?]

[of_10_faces]

[Yes what about the taste? Tsukasa isn't one to comment on eating habits but he's definitely wondering how she managed to taste any of it.]

Did you even pause to taste that? It doesn't look like it.

[okay maybe he is.]

[aceshighsword]

Ahhh! Udon! It's been some time since I'd had a dish from home!

But... why so many additions to this other style?

[of_10_faces]

One of these is the original recipe I learned from someone that I don't remember: ganmo, daikon and egg. The rest I improved with a few items here and there.

I felt like making two versions of it.

[aceshighsword]

Is it any good? Not every recipe can be tampered with.

[of_10_faces]

I believe its good. But if you wish... [and he slid a bowl of the original to her.] Give the original a try.

[stupidshinji]

[ Asuka is lured by the enticing scent, eyes lighting up when she spies Tsukasa there. ]

Didn't peg you as an aspiring chef, Decade-kun. [ Yes, you heard her correctly there. She sniffs at the bowls and grins. ] What's the occasion?

[of_10_faces]

I felt like making comfort food, so I made some Udon. [Smirks inwardly at the use of his alias.]

I take it you want a bowl? I've got two kinds, regular and special. Choose what you want.

[stupidshinji]

Hopefully it tastes as good as it smells. Hm...

[ She looks over the bowls carefully, then chooses the special. Because she's a special sort of lady. ]

Well, here goes nothing. [ Grabbing a pair of chopsticks and digging in. Her expression is unreadable as she chews the noodles, no doubt leaving Tsukasa in suspense. ]

[of_10_faces]

[Tsukasa is hoping it is good. It tasted good to him when he was making it. And to be bad at something was completely unacceptable to him.]