While the Captain's away... [OPEN]
Characters: Angel and open to the rest of the Fiertia crew. A log I have been putting off for far, far too long.
Content: Let's have a little get-together while we wait for the captain to return. Dinner, drinks and desserts for everyone!
Setting: The galley of the Fiertia.
Time: Evening, after Yuri left and was subsequently arrested.
Warnings: If you make a mess, you're responsible for cleaning it up. Also, alcohol and Angel being Angel.
There had been no word from the Captain since he had stepped out, and anyone with the sense to notice it would worry. Which, of course, included Angel. But she also had the composure and patience to keep her concern to herself and continue working.
Besides, if the captain wasn't here, then he wouldn't be around to tell them not to open up a few bottles of the good alcohol.
It was a nice evening, with a nip of cold in the air as a prelude to the approaching winter. Fortunately, the heat in the kitchen was enough that she could handle the chill even without a coat. But these kinds of evenings were best enjoyed with warm, steamy, comforting foods, drinks that danced on your tongue, and the company of close friends. She couldn't provide that last one (or maybe she could, depending on what kind of company the rest of the crew was looking for), but hopefully she could do something about the first two.
Content: Let's have a little get-together while we wait for the captain to return. Dinner, drinks and desserts for everyone!
Setting: The galley of the Fiertia.
Time: Evening, after Yuri left and was subsequently arrested.
Warnings: If you make a mess, you're responsible for cleaning it up. Also, alcohol and Angel being Angel.
There had been no word from the Captain since he had stepped out, and anyone with the sense to notice it would worry. Which, of course, included Angel. But she also had the composure and patience to keep her concern to herself and continue working.
Besides, if the captain wasn't here, then he wouldn't be around to tell them not to open up a few bottles of the good alcohol.
It was a nice evening, with a nip of cold in the air as a prelude to the approaching winter. Fortunately, the heat in the kitchen was enough that she could handle the chill even without a coat. But these kinds of evenings were best enjoyed with warm, steamy, comforting foods, drinks that danced on your tongue, and the company of close friends. She couldn't provide that last one (or maybe she could, depending on what kind of company the rest of the crew was looking for), but hopefully she could do something about the first two.