RP > nostalgia strikes again

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ It is a relatively quiet day in the apartment of one Saga Laskaris- unless you were to wander into the kitchen. Then you would find all manner of things happening, dishes heaped up everywhere, and some very tantalizing smells coming from the sizzling skillets on the stove top. In the middle of it is Alabaster, in a simple t-shirt and jeans (and no shoes. Just socks), bustling back and forth, metallic arms zipping everywhere. ]

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[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

Can we not? [ this may be a pout ] It's not a very impressive one.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

Oh? You have cake mix on your shirt as well.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

...

[ okay now she is just flat-out sulking. ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ frowns ] I was only teasing.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ going to take some of that mix and pat it affectionately on his coat :) ]

Much as I hate to say it, you need to do it more often.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ sob not the coat ] I'm hesitant to when you react like that.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ it gives it character! And a dab on the cheek just for good luck. ]

You're so serious all the time, so it's hard to tell!

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ raises his eyebrows ] Was that entirely necessary?

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ innocent look in return ] You've been here for awhile now without ever getting a scrap of food on you. Now you've been knighted.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

Sir Alabaster, am I now?

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

It's got a nice ring to it.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

Certainly better than "mother", in any case.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

That, my friend-- [ walking around and placing her hands on his back to walk him to his seat ] ... is a matter of opinion.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ gives her a bit of a look over his shoulder, but lets her guide him anyway ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

Here, I'll let you have the piece with your name on it... [ cutting and serving! ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

You're too kind. [ he's just gonna busy himself with wiping off his face and jacket :| ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

No, no, you mustn't flatter me, or my ego will explode! [ you can deal with soot, but you can't handle cake mix? :( ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

That would be rather messy, wouldn't it? [ soot just kind of happens in Whitechapel. Cake mix does not ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

It would. [ settling down with her own piece ] And cleaning this place is a chore as it is.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

Then I shall refrain from inflating your ego any further. [ aaaaand time to try the cake ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ watching like a hawk :( ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ he's not as verbose about his approval as Saga, but his eyebrows go up, and he smiles at her ] It's good.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ that's making her perk up visibly ] Really? You're not just saying that to spare my feelings? I mean, I know it's hard to mess up a cake like this, but--

((ooc: sob almost dooone))

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

Really. You did well.

((ooc; OHOHO *_*))

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

... [ a little flustered, but picking up her fork to mask it ] Well, now that I know I haven't poisoned you, I guess it's safe to eat!