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azume2018-07-14 03:28 pm
redbellion) wrote in azume2018-07-14 03:28 pm
drops of jupiter.
[ so that was a lot, especially since it was keith’s first time coming face-to-face with a commander. he knows everyone must be tired and emotionally drained, but they have a lot of things they need to talk about. things that can’t wait to be sorted out. he has to collect his thoughts first, though--he’s not sure how to feel about this exactly, but he knows he’s feeling a lot of things. keith needs time to process everything, and he goes off to be alone for a little while.
eventually, michael, kayneth, ignis, camilla, and bucky bring over some food for the gang. it’s a much needed meal, and maybe some people want to eat in peace. unfortunately, keith is keith, and he thinks now is the best time to have a discussion. ]
Look, I know I’m not in the best position to say this, especially after how I acted back there. But unless anyone has any better ideas, we need to go to that lake and see the Guardian. We have to try. If that’s part of the solution to saving these people and going back home, then there’s really no other option.
[ he’s saying this with a calm head this time. he’s frustrated, clearly, but he’s speaking firmly and with nowhere near the same aggression he held earlier, back when he wanted to attack jupiter.
he doesn’t believe that he can be the leader anyone needs him to be. not here, not back at home. but it’s not going to stop him from trying to do what he feels is right. ]
And if we need someone to scope it out before we act, then I’ll do it.
eventually, michael, kayneth, ignis, camilla, and bucky bring over some food for the gang. it’s a much needed meal, and maybe some people want to eat in peace. unfortunately, keith is keith, and he thinks now is the best time to have a discussion. ]
Look, I know I’m not in the best position to say this, especially after how I acted back there. But unless anyone has any better ideas, we need to go to that lake and see the Guardian. We have to try. If that’s part of the solution to saving these people and going back home, then there’s really no other option.
[ he’s saying this with a calm head this time. he’s frustrated, clearly, but he’s speaking firmly and with nowhere near the same aggression he held earlier, back when he wanted to attack jupiter.
he doesn’t believe that he can be the leader anyone needs him to be. not here, not back at home. but it’s not going to stop him from trying to do what he feels is right. ]
And if we need someone to scope it out before we act, then I’ll do it.
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[Pechas seem to be Vee's favorite to start with, so it's a perfect choice. He motions to the cicada that clings onto his back, who doesn't change her expression.]
Nin came out of that egg those people gave us way back. She kind of has a hard time keeping up with us when we're running, so I tend to let her stay close to me...
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...I see. It may be something to do with those in the eggs; my darling Beruka hasn't expressed a single thing herself, either. She won't move unless I give her the command to do so.
Perhaps it will simply take them longer to adjust...?
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[He perks up when he sees her starting to make things, though, he's used to being with Mamori when she insists on momming him, so...]
Do you need any help with that?
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[Oh? Well, she'll gesture him over if he wants to join her, smiling easily at Sena.]
I wouldn't say no to any assistance, Sena. Do you have much experience with cooking?
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[He laughs a little nervously as he skitters into the kitchen.]
I'd help Mamori-neechan with stuff in the kitchen a lot...usually helping her get things and stuff...
[The actual cooking? Not so much.]
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Well, I think you'll be a wonderful help, Sena. I have some sugar and butter all measured out over here; could I get you to whisk those, while I get the filling prepared? I would be so thankful.
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[When he mentioned helping out Mamori, he meant acting as a gopher and stuff...not actually mixing and prepping. But hey, he'll try it since Camilla asked.]
Over here, right?
[He knows Mamori usually does whisking pretty quickly...so he'll try and whisk at his best speed too. which is 4.2 seconds lightspeed sena don't do that that's a terrible idea that's going to make a mess-]
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Right over ther--
[Oh god wait that's too fast and that's powdered sugar that's just going to make a cloud of it everywhere]
Sena! Sena, hold a moment!
[WOAH THERE FRIEND YOU MIGHT WANT TO SLOW DOWN?]
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S...sorry...
[On the one hand...the mixture is somehow blended smoothly.
On the other hand...his face and upper body is completely coated with the stuff, so who knows how much sugar actually made it into the mix...]
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Okay, Camilla goes to the sink first off, just. To grab a washcloth and get it so Sena can clean himself off, because holy shit. She's kind of amused? Like, he's got the spirit for it.
Maybe just a little too much.]
Oh, sweetheart, you don't have to be sorry! That spirit of yours really is refreshing, you know.
[She'll just check over the stuff while she passes the cloth to him--she's pleased, but that'll...definitely need more sugar...]
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I...guess so?
[He thankfully takes the washcloth from her, immediately covering his face with it to get the sticky feeling off.] Huaah...
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[this poor sweet summer child]
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[Cough.]
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You can do it, Sena. Just take it slowly, this time, and fold the sugar in.
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[He takes the bowl back from her and starts gingerly mixing the batter again. Much more slowly this time.
Thank god.]
What do I do with it after?
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You can press the dough in this pan--you want to make sure that it fits to the shape of the mold itself. If I may...
[She'll give him a small example of how it's done, crimping the edges and sort of flattening it out to fit.]
It will need to go all around; it needs to be nice and thick to keep the berries themselves from spilling over. Does that make sense?
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[He thinks. Sena nods affirmatively and starts lining the pan with the dough - it's a little thicker than it should be, and his attempts at making it look neat fall a little...flat. But otherwise it's a perfectly functional tart shell.]