२ elua

[adstringis.livejournal.com]

[If you are in "the base" Robin oh-so-wonderfully obtained for this whole mercenary gig, your nostrils are now being invaded by two smells. One, the smell of freshly made buttermilk waffles. Two, the smell of fried chicken aw yeah.

Nishi has finished a batch and they're cooling off in a paper towel-lined strainer — gotta rip out any excess oils, y'know — and munching on a waffle & chicken sandwich. Weird? Maybe. Flipping delicious? You know it!

Feel free to come down and bother her. Oh, and of course mooch food off of her.]

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[birdmetaphor.livejournal.com]

[Robin just... shows up at the top of the stairs. who knows if he was actually up there to begin with, but yeah. he's there. and he smells something fantastic.]

Oh man.

[adstringis.livejournal.com]

[Whether he was up there or not, Nishi is going to make sure he knows there's food, because she's speaking into her grimoire and announcing that there is some freshly cooked food in the kitchen. And once that's done, she's grabbing another piece of chicken, another waffle, and creating another sandwich.]

[birdmetaphor.livejournal.com]

[he walks down the stairs for a moment, but then decides that isn't fast enough and swings himself under the railing. once he's on the ground, he investigates immediately!]

Is this what you were talking about?

[adstringis.livejournal.com]

[Damnit Robin, catching her right as she has food in her mouth! She nods in response as she chews on the food, covering her mouth politely. Manners, y'all! They still exist.]

[birdmetaphor.livejournal.com]

[oh, right. manners. those things that people have. he supposes he should probably have them too.]

May I?

[adstringis.livejournal.com]

[She finishes that bite with a swig from her water bottle, before nodding once more at Robin and finally speaking.]

You may! Have as much as you want.

[birdmetaphor.livejournal.com]

That almost sounds like a challenge.

[he will begin assembling a sandwich. B)] I hope there's no special science to this.

[adstringis.livejournal.com]

It isn't, unless you plan to eat all of the ready-for-consumption chicken and the chicken I have marinating on standby. [she nods her head at the big, covered bowl behind her.]

And no, there is no special science to this. Some people, like me, eat this dish like a sandwich. Some eat it with a fork and knife.

[birdmetaphor.livejournal.com]

[...I'd be lying if I said he didn't think about it.] Guess I should turn down the call, then. Or at least wait.

Sandwiches seem the superior choice, here.

[adstringis.livejournal.com]

[she says something in another language before waving her hand]

Eat, Robin.

[birdmetaphor.livejournal.com]

I will, I will! Jeez.

[THIS IS AN ART. OKAY. he will take a bite of his delicious chicken and waffle sandwich, then.]

[adstringis.livejournal.com]

[Art schmart, food is meant to be eaten, no matter how pretty it looks. She takes a bite of her sandwich and watches his face, trying to see if she can pick up on what his reaction will be to the sandwich.]

[birdmetaphor.livejournal.com]

[he will eat for a moment, mostly looking... surprised!]

...It is really good.

[adstringis.livejournal.com]

Don't mind me while I give myself a pat on the back. [aw yeah she's good]

[birdmetaphor.livejournal.com]

Not minding at all. Well-deserved.

[he will just. devour the rest of that now, yep.]

[adstringis.livejournal.com]

Why thank you.

[her parents always did say a silent eater is a great eater, because then you know the food is delicious. she eats the rest of hers and wipes her hands to grab two glasses nearby, still munching on the last bite. okay, so maybe this last bite was more like a "last two bites" OH WELL. that's what raspberry lemonade is for — one glass for herself, and another for Robin.]

[birdmetaphor.livejournal.com]

[oh goodness. he's never gonna get used to this kind of service. ):]

You're a good host. You know that?

[adstringis.livejournal.com]

[she finally swallows the rest of her sandwich and drinks lemonade to help it go down, before smiling brightly.]

Thank you! I aim to please.

[birdmetaphor.livejournal.com]

We could use a few more people like you back home.

[he will sip at his lemonade--it's been a long time since he's had that, too.]

[adstringis.livejournal.com]

What, are people just rude as hell? [sippin' her own lemonade]

[birdmetaphor.livejournal.com]

S'kinda the popular culture, yeah. People say chivalry is dead in these other worlds, but at least the corpse is still warm. [...another sip.]</small. As it were.

[adstringis.livejournal.com]

My entire family would beg to differ. [breaks off a piece of chicken to munch on]

[birdmetaphor.livejournal.com]

How big is your family? [he's going to help himself to a second sandwich, now that you mention it.]

[adstringis.livejournal.com]

Immediate family-wise, I'm an only child. Extended family, both sides are too big to talk about in one sitting. Let's just say I have many cousins, aunts, and uncles.

[birdmetaphor.livejournal.com]

Do you like it? The big family part.