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Tweak says, "My cat was right about you!"

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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cannot_die
2008-06-15 04:39 pm UTC (link)

Jack awoke and slowly, leisurely stretched before opening his eyes and receiving that familiar jolt that he'd had each time he'd woken here. That jolt that occurred when he thought for a moment he was back in the TARDIS before he remembered where he really was. He contemplated rolling over and going back to sleep but his own curiosity and restlessness quickly put paid to that idea.

He threw back the covers and climbed out of bed, padding naked over to the curtains and throwing them open. He looked out over the vista and chuckled to himself, remembering the time he'd done this a long time ago. He'd thrown open the curtains to find a man dressed entirely in black climbing up the side of the window. The man had gotten something of a shock to be suddenly confronted with a naked Jack Harkness and had nearly fallen. Jack grinned as he remembered how the rest of that morning had gone. That had been a good day.

He turned and ambled into the bathroom, enjoying the shower and singing lustily as he washed. He finally dried himself off and got dressed, once again choosing his usual World War 2 clothes. He'd worn them for so long they'd become something of a uniform. As he shrugged into his coat, he saw the small white envelope that had been pushed under the door. He eyed it curiously for a moment then wandered over and picked it up.

He read the message inside with amusement. A cooking class? Clearly these people didn't know him at all. Ianto wouldn't even let him near the coffee machine, let alone any kitchen implements. He always said he was tired of having to divert the fire brigade and replacing whatever Jack had destroyed. It wasn't that Jack wasn't capable of cooking, it was more that he was rather... easily distracted, especially if Ianto was around.

Jack gave a shrug and tucked the note into his pocket. It wasn't like he had anything better to do and this might just prove to be amusing... presuming he didn't burn the entire place down.

He made his way down to the kitchen and raised an eyebrow at the people already there. A woman in leather armour, a man who looked to be Japanese and a thin pale man who was rather elegantly dressed.

"Hi. Captain Jack Harkness," he said, ambling over and giving all three of them his best and most flirtatious smile. "And who might you all be?"

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