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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]bravely
2008-06-17 10:34 pm UTC (link)
The Japanese man was as caught up in introductions as she was, and as soon as he had introduced himself, their attention was diverted. That was good, she wasn't sure she liked the way he was looking at her. Like she had done something wrong, or was odd. Had the man inquired, she would have told him that she was from Greece, and that she hadn't been trained to be a warrior by her country, but that it had come from necessity, and a hunger for revenge.

Xena's attention was unwittingly captured by the vampire's voice. Against her will she found herself smiling slightly. When he stopped talking, the spell seemed to break and she came back to herself, and was royally pissed off. She did not like feeling like she was out of control. Avoiding conversation with the man in the future would be something of a necessity, she supposed. Xena was not squeamish herself as she got to work cleaning her own chicken. She had cut men's throats, burned them alive, and left women to survive flesh eating crabs. She could handle a little chicken. Often in her travels with Gabrielle, she had been the tracker and hunter and Gabrielle the cook. That was why she was so pissed off now. She didn't cook, dammit!

Xena had a habit of letting people know exactly what she felt about them. She could defend herself, and even weilded a power borne of a Chinese woman's wisdom that had turned thousands of Chin armies into stone. And she had gone up against the God of war and numerous other more dangerous adversaries. She wasn't afraid of anyone.

She looked over at Jack after his statement regarding smoke. She felt the same way. If she could burn it, she probably would. Putting on her working face, she finished cleaning her chicken and flopped it back on the stainless steel workspace. She glanced up at the woman speaking to them, this Paula Deen, and watched what she was doing. Xena wasn't stupid, she just wasn't very creative. Directions were directions, and she could follow them. It might not turn out so bad afterall.

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