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zaria (bravely) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-06-13 09:03:00

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complete, day 3, group activity, jack harkness, lestat de lioncourt, okita souji, xena

Day 3- Country Cooking Class
Who: Xena, Lestat, Souji, Jack
What: Country Cooking Lesson
When: Mid-Afternoon
Where: The Kitchens
Rating: R- thanks to Lestat's foul mouth.
Status: Complete!

Xena started awake. She sat up and looked around her. The room was the same one she had woken up in for the past few days, but the soft sounds of breathing beside her told her that she was not alone. She looked down and smiled. Gabrielle was slumbering peacefully. Rather than wake her, Xena scooted gently out of bed and went into the shower. She showered and dressed in a clean set of leather armor and brushed her hair.

She peeked out into the room to find Gabrielle still slumbering. Yesterday had been a difficult day for her, and she understood her weariness. She watched her for a minute before she decided to go get some breakfast for the both of them. She opened her door, and heard the rustle of paper against it. She saw the envelopes taped to the door. One was for her, and the other was for Gabrielle.

She took them both off the door and shut it again. She pulled her envelope open and looked at the paper within. Her eyes widened and then she scowled. "Country cooking!" She hissed. Of all the stupid things. Gabrielle was the cook, not her. She wanted to open Gabrielle's envelope and she what she was going to be doing that day, but she knew it was Gabrielle's right to open her own message. She set the envelope on the bed next to her and turned back to the door.

Angrily shoving the envelope into the waistband of her leather, she stalked down the hall to find something for breakfast. She grabbed a few pieces of fruit, some bread, some cheese and a few bottles of water. She headed back to her room and left the breakfast on the table for Gabrielle before she left again.

She really didn't want to do this. She busied herself that morning with riding Argo, brushing her down afterward, and doing some more exploring. She knew Gabrielle was tired, and didn't want to haul her around with her all morning when she should be getting her rest. But, just before she went to the kitchen for the damnable cooking class, she peeked in on her. She wasn't there, so she must have gone off on her own adventure. Xena was satisfied to know that Gabrielle couldn't leave her again. Not if what this Planet said was true.

She headed into the kitchen and saw a Golem putting a round shiny disc with a hole in the middle into some metal box with a tray. It was attached with a bunch of vines to a bigger more square box with a glass front. Xena had still not learned about the wonders of TV and DVD players. She watched with interest, though she appeared aloof, as the Golem turned on the TV and fiddled with the DVD player.

Soon, a rather plump woman with grey hair appeared in the glass. Xena narrowed her eyes. This was quite strange, but there were a lot of things that were strange in this place. And then the plump woman began to speak. "Hi ya'll, I'm Paula Deen." Raising a brow, she watched the Golem hit a button on the DVD player to pause it until the others arrived.

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lestat_00
2008-06-14 01:29 am UTC (link)

Lestat rarely slept...he had spent the past several hours amusing himself with the violin that he discovered waiting for him when he arrived last night. He was exploring Vivaldi's Four Seasons when he heard heavy footsteps approach his door, attach something and then walk away. He finished the piece he was playing and gently placed the violin and it's bow back on their stand. His senses were sharp enough that he knew it was a golem that had come to his door.

Opening his door, the vampire retrieved the envelope with his name printed on it and came back inside to his desk to read it.

Go to the kitchens. You will be taking a country cooking class. This is mandatory. If you do not go, a golem will find you and take you there. Don't leave until the class is finished, or a golem will take you back.

Lestat read it...and then he read it again. "Country cooking class",he repeated, half amused and half in disbelief, "I'm a vampire. I don't even eat", he laughed, "This is preposterous!", he tossed the letter onto his desk in contempt. "I certainly will not be forced into service as a cook".

Laying across his chaise, Lestat reached for the latest novel he was reading and settled back to enjoy a good long read, unconcerned about the letter on his desk or any golems who might come. He had been reading over an hour when his door opened and a stone golem entered his room. It stood inside his door and pointed out into the hall.

"Be off with you, Monsieur Stone. I am not going to cook today or tomorrow or next week", he waved, while still reading his book, "Adieu!".

Walking over to the chaise, the golem wrapped a solid rock hand around the vampire's arm. Lestat calmly placed a bookmark in his book and placed it on a side table, stood up...and used his incredible, preternatural strength to break the golem's arm from it's body. With a smile he handed the arm back to the golem and walked to his mini-fridge for a packet of blood, but, just as he reached for the handle, the room faded...

...and the vampire Lestat found himself standing in the Kitchens next to a woman, almost as tall as himself, dressed in anient armor and a gentleman he believed of Japanese nationality. He cocked an eyebrow, smiled a half smile, realizing the Planet had beaten him, and greeted, "Bon Jour, Lovely Lady, I am Lestat de Lioncourt". Turning to the Asian man he bowed slightly and greeted, "Konnichiwa".

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