penny abbernack (themystic) wrote in emillion, @ 2013-05-21 01:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | !thread, cid istrad, penelope abbernack |
Who: Cid & Penny
What: A day in the life of Cid & Penny!
Where: Cid's basement.
When: Noon.
Rating: PG
Status: In Progress
Cid threw open the doors into his lab, which was anything but clean and tidy as most ‘labs’ were ought to be. Instead the place was cluttered with books, most of them dusty, and makeshift lab tables thrown together by whatever he came across at the time. Equipment was scattered in places that made little sense, even one filled with had to be some sort of experiment, with its sickly green shade, and inky and foamy texture; despite the label of ‘breakfast’. It was spacious enough, and easy to move around in, but the large room sure did seem smaller because of the lack of empty corners or spaces.
The lab itself connected to several other parts of the place, to his room, living quarters (which was ironically the emptiest room in the place), and then of course his study which doubled as a secondary lab.
Never the less, the room Cid currently occupied was his precious lab, and he was making haste into it as the door was left open despite the blowing wind that carried with it horizontal rain from the temporal outdoors, “I have found it! Finally! Well not it but something like it, well something that could be an it, but not it it. Still, it is magnificent, and perhaps a bit on the smelly side.”
The thing he spoke of was in hand, a glob of pink undulating slime that seemed to be wrapped around a rotting, meaty husk of something. Cid rushed through the lab, looking around, “Quick, it’s dying.”
He grabbed a bowl of soup and plopped it down into it, moving to a pot of tea and tossing it over his shoulder to discard the contents, and then began to fill it with water, using it to fill a larger tank with water, before finally taking the whole bowl of soup and dropping it and the amoeba looking pink goop right into the water: soup and all.
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Penny had tried many-a-times to clean and organize Cid's lab only to eventually give up. Instead, she just moved this and that to make life a little interesting and maybe a little difficult for the mage. He was quite absent-minded and he rambled in an adorable way that most found not endearing. She, however, knew he was quite clever and thought his mind was quite sexy.
She'd been looking for something when she remembered she'd left it in the lab. She didn't feel like going down there, as she was in the middle of making puff pastries, but decided it was best to go down and make the tea while she made the pastries so she could enjoy a cup while she waited for them to cook.
Wiping her hands on her apron, she journeyed into the other room, then down the flight stairs through the door on the far wall. She arrived just in time to see Cid dump out the contents of her favorite teapot, fill it with water and drops something into it. "Did you just drop a flan in my teapot?" There was a pause there when she took a breath to calm herself....and then she repeated much in the same tone. "Did you just drop a flan in my teapot?"
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Cid was busy prepping a much larger, transparent tank to transfer the creature into so it could be studied better, but the teapot had been the closest and quickest transport he had. He was filling the larger tank with a cleaner bit of water, and was throwing in pieces of random food bits into it for the thing to eat, when suddenly he heard Penny and looked towards her, “Penny! Hello! Yes. What? No... it’s not a Flan. Well it is, just... well it’s in the Flan family. It’s just smaller, less destructive.”
He then grabbed the teapot, looking at it then back to her, and then raised his hand up to scratch at his cheek nervously a moment, then set the teapot down. He moved towards her and just grabbed her by the face on either side, and leaned in to kiss her forehead, before moving past her, “Your teapot will be fine Penny, now quick. Start filling the tank with more water while I go about purifying some of the salt that will be going into the water.”
He then began to grab things down from the cupboard and began to set it up over an open burner, which he turned on to begin melting some of the salt into the devices, which were pouring some of the water into it. He then began to ramble on about the Flan.
“...I don’t know what to call it yet, it’s kind of like a baby Flan, if you can believe they have such things. I guess they would, which might mean they sexually reproduce,” he gave a wince at that, then shrugged, “Still it could be asexual. Not many know, it’s not often you can take the time to study a living flan, but finding one of these smaller ones could help us actually understand their larger, more aggressive counterparts--or at the very least part of their make up...” and he continued on and on.
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"You put a flan in my favorite teapot," she repeated, even as he kissed her forehead. He assured her, but she still wasn't convinced. She was actually almost upset. Almost. Not a lot actually upset Penny. The woman had the ability to let a lot of things go, especially when it came to Cid. He was quite absent-minded and she could see out of all the things in the area that he'd grabbed, why the teapot would have been his first choice.
When he pulled away and requested she continue to fill the tank with water, she did so. It was best to just do it and get the disgusting thing out of the pot she wanted to make tea in. She was going to have to sanitize it...possibly with magic. She was half tempted to just kill the thing and tell him that it was a lost cause, but she feel like dealing with the sulking or...being dragged out to procure another one as he'd obviously found where they were hiding.
She started to fill up the tank as he began to grab random things and just...ignored his activity for the most part, until he mentioned purifying salt. "Do you mean the salt from the market? How much salt are you using?" If he was going to use all the salt, she'd probably have to go to get another bag. Over the years, she'd found herself having to replace quite a few things that randomly went missing.
"Maybe a Flanling," she suggested. "And I hope it's not trying to reproduce in my teapot. Cooking with it would be completely out of the question afterward."
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“It very well could be, which would then explain why we so rarely see these creatures. Perhaps they like these closed off, cramped locations like your teapot--it’s fine by the way--to reproduce and to hide. It is where I found this one, and that was an adventure of course. I’ll have to tell you about it sometime,” he then turned away from the salt as it began to melt and mesh into one giant salty puddle, watching the tank as it filled.
He then waved off her comment about the salt and made his way towards the tank to look closer at it, then watched where the water line was, “Most of the salt. Why else do we need salt but to purify it to make sure the strength of this little guy is at maximum proficiency. Our salt is cleaned of its natural ingredients so that it’s ‘clean’ to eat for humans, but that’s not what he’d feed on. I need to break it down to its natural components and mix it in with...”
He reached into his coat pocket, pulling out dirt and grime from what was obviously the ocean, and went back to apply it to the melting salt, “...this. It should have enough nutrients and good tastes for it to feed on it. Which then we can see if it’ll multiply or simply grow, or both... or who knows!. Oh and Penny...”
He grinned as he looked to her, “This will be short on dignity, but can you pick up the guy and put him into the tank? I’m almost done here.”
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"You want me to," she didn't even finish the sentence as she took hold of the teapot. While he was busy attempting to...purify the salt by adding dirt to it, she simply upended the pot and...nothing came out. She took a moment to shake it, attempting to get the thing to come out, but it stuck true. Penny had expected it to just flop into the water. "You got this out in the ocean?" She shook the teapot really hard again, before knocking the bottom against the heel of her hand.
That did nothing, so she dipped it into the water and shook vigorously and it slipped out on it's own. Teapot returned to her, she looked inside to make sure it didn't lay eggs or something of the like. Of all the things he could study, he chose these disgusting creatures.
It could have been worse.
He could have come home with a baby behemoth.