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

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Entry tags: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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[info]lestat_00
2008-06-17 11:27 am UTC (link)
“Enchante, Xena. It’s a pleasure to meet you”, Lestat purred in ‘the voice’. He unnerved the woman and set her on edge; yes, he could see her warrior senses already thinking of several defensive moves against him. Lestat was amused. The voice should have calmed her somewhat…which would only bother her more, of course.

Souji, hmmm, yes…another warrior, it seems. The Planet wanted him surrounded by warriors as he learned…to cook? What nonsense was this? Surely some pantheon of gods must be enjoying this divine comedy! This Japanese warrior, however seemed calm, cool and collected. Lestat was impressed. The man observed and learned…the vampire would have to observe him.

Offering his hand to the last to arrive, the vampire Lestat returned the man’s flirtatious smile and greeted, “Lestat de Lioncourt, Captain, and…”, his grey eyes caught the violet in his shirt and seemed to speak to the captain as he stared into the man’s eyes, “…if you don’t mind me saying so, cooking class just got…”, he let his eyes take in the tall man from his shoes to his smiling face, “…interesting”.

It seemed that they each had a space and bowls, etc to work with and after each step, the golem would pause the video. Lestat had his sleeves rolled up as far as they would go… “Mon Dieu! They could not have given us clean chickens to cook with?!”, he complained, as he cleaned out the chicken in his little sink. The only thing that gave him any comfort was that Xena looked even more pissed off than he was. Lestat was not squeamish…he was a vampire…he had disemboweled human beings before. He just found this work demeaning and didn’t want to mess up his clothes…plus he wanted to find out more about his classmates.



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