Briseis | The Iliad (prizeofachilles) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2013-03-06 00:02:00 |
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WHO: Briseis and Túrin
WHAT: Having dinner and talking
WHEN: Tuesday evening
WHERE: Connor's kitchen
RATINGS: Low
Cooking was something that Briseis loved to do. It was comfortable for her, and it made her feel as if she were doing something useful for a change. She had so few skills in this new and strange world, and it felt good to feel as if there were something she could do well. So she found herself offering her food to anyone who needed it, especially the single men who had nobody else to cook for them.
She had found Dagnir, as he called himself, downtown, and had brought him here. She hoped that Connor wouldn't mind - but it was just one person, not a party like he had become so upset about earlier. Once she had him settled, she turned to the stove, pulling some things out of the fridge and beginning to prepare dinner.
"You've just arrived, haven't you, sir?" she asked softly. "It's not so bad a place really, although it does very strange things to us."