Who: Eliot and open What: Exploring, having a gleeful time in the kitchen, etc When: Now Where: The kitchen Rating: It's Eliot, probably some cursing, maybe some violence, but all well meaning
He'd started stalking the halls after he'd left Parker. He hated sitting around doing nothing. And he really, really hated all this damn weirdness. There was a damn room full of plants. Though, actually, as big as that place was, it might come in handy. He could maybe rig some sort of obstacle course or something. He needed to keep in shape.
And then he'd found it. A kitchen, stocked with every implement he could ever want, amazing appliances, everything he could dream of. And some things he wasn't even sure what to do with. And that almost shocked him.
Within moments, he was pulling things out, a wide grin appearing every few minutes as he started chopping and prepping and just generally having a good time with food.