► Chapitre 4 [Action]

[luxe_can_kill]

[The theater lock-in didn't affect Mitsuru much in a negative way. She's already in her room a lot, so being trapped in the same place for days isn't much different. It was boring as hell, sure, but now that it's over, she's moving on by doing something she isn't used to. She wished for a cook book that her late friend Shinjiro from back home used to own. It was a cook book for Italian street food, with instructions on how to make pasta bowls using different types of meats, vegetables, sauces, and noodles. 

She sighs, the Kitchen is packed with the ingredients needed. She could feed a lot of people with these. She opened her journal... ] 

Hello. Would anyone be interested in trying out some of the food I made? I planned to make myself some pasta dish, but I wished for too many ingredients. It would be a shame to let these go to waste. 

In any case, this goes out to anyone interested. I have some Pinot Noir to go with it. [And some soft drinks for the minors of course]

Comments

dictated

[beforeandafter]

Pasta and wine? Count me in! Where are you?

Re: dictated

[luxe_can_kill]

At the kitchen. It should be easy to find once you're in the lobby.

[beforeandafter]

I won't be long!

[And, as promised, he arrives a short time later, dressed to the nines with a hand on his hip.]

Am I late?

[luxe_can_kill]

[He'll see a pretty redhead lady respond]

No, you're just in time. Please, have a seat.

[beforeandafter]

Why thanks!

[He sits down delicately on the edge of a chair, leaning forward with a smile.]

I haven't met you yet--I'm Kuranosuke.

[luxe_can_kill]

It's a pleasure to meet you Kuranosuke. I'm Mitsuru Kirijo. It's nice to have more people from our country in this castle, not to be nationalistic or anything.

[beforeandafter]

Oh, no, no, I agree with you! I haven't met a lot of others yet--just got here, to be honest.

[luxe_can_kill]

Oh, I see. Welcome to Paradisa, then.

I promised wine. It's the Henri Jayer Richebourg, the most expensive wine in the world. Or at least in mine... [Mitsuru poured some of the wine on two glasses] It would be perfect to celebrate your arrival to the castle.

[solowingpixy]

[The current day's had Pixy in a bit of an odd state, so he stops flipping through the journal when he hears Mitsuru's voice. He lets out a small laugh.]

Can't turn down an offer like that. Mind if I join you, Kirijo?

[luxe_can_kill]

[Mitsuru felt a little happy to hear a familiar voice. It made her smile for a second before she answered]

I certainly wouldn't mind at all.

[solowingpixy]

[He gives another slight laugh.] Just had to make sure you weren't sick of me after that week in the theater.

[Yeah let's not speak of that again now.]

Where are you at?

[luxe_can_kill]

At the kitchen. And that week wasn't terrible if you don't count certain movies. [Yeah, that's the last thing she'll say about that too]

[solowingpixy]

Certain movies and the fact that the only thing we had to sustain ourselves were snacks. I would of rathered military rations after the second day.

[Aaaand he'll be wandering down to the kitchen.]

[luxe_can_kill]

[A laugh] The chicken tenders were quite tasty. As is the vanilla soda.

[Mitsuru prepares a small table for her guest, and grabbed a bottle of that wine she talked about.]

[solowingpixy]

Things tend to stop being good when that's all you have for a week.

[Granted, military rations stopped being good the minute you'd have one, but that's beside the point.

Buuuut Pixy will be wandering in a few moments later. He'll give a slight wave to her in greeting.]

Kirijo.

[luxe_can_kill]

Foulke. [She greeted him with a smile in response]

[solowingpixy]

[He gives a bit of a smirk, though he's not looking quite as smug as usual.]

I've still got to get used to you bein' one of the few that actually knows my name.

[luxe_can_kill]

I'm one of the few? I'm honored.

[solowingpixy]

[He folds his arms and shakes his head a bit.]

Don't let that honor get to your head, kid.

[Not that there was anything TO be honored about or anything. He's never actually TOLD anyone his name anyway. The people who knew just found out through his door.]

[luxe_can_kill]

Very well.

In any case, I only have angel hair pasta. However I have a variety of sauces and proteins. Which would you like?

[Sauces (hot): POMODORO Crushed tomatoes, garlic & basil, DIAVOLO Spicy tomatoes, garlic & chili peppers, PARMESAN ALFREDO Garlic cream and parmigiano reggiano.

Sauces (cold): RED
PEPPER PESTO Roasted bell peppers and garlic FRESH BASIL PESTO Basil, garlic and parmigiano reggiano CREAMY PARMESAN Herbs, garlic and parmigiano reggiano SPICY ARRABBIATA Spicy tomatoes, chili and garlic.

Proteins: CALAMARI With hot peppers, CHICKEN and STEAK Rosemary, garlic and lemon CRISPY CHICKEN FRITTE Parmesan and herbs ITALIAN SAUSAGE Fennel and herbs SALMON Garlic and lemon]

[solowingpixy]

[You have the hair of an angel all right-wait no.

He'll take a quick glance over her shoulder and raise an eyebrow, stepping back again and folding his arms.]

Quite the selection you have there. Any personal recommendations from the cook?

[luxe_can_kill]

[Mitsuru blinked a bit when she felt Pixy look over her shoulder. It was a new feeling]

Uhm... I would suggest the Parmesan Alfredo sauce with the steak.

[solowingpixy]

Well I'll just have to try that then.

[He'll take a quick look at the nearby set table then back to Mitsuru, aaaaaand smirk.]

Guess you got everything set up on your own or did you need a hand with anything?

[luxe_can_kill]

Very well. I suppose I could have the same... But with chicken. [Mitsuru prepares two bowls full of hot pasta] I did everything myself. I wanted to learn how to prepare food for myself, and perhaps with someone else.

[solowingpixy]

It certainly smells good, so that's a good sign. [Of course, anything would be better than what he had most of the time when he served as a pilot. Blegh. Military food.]

This the first time you've done any cooking of your own?

[luxe_can_kill]

Not exactly. I used to prepare my own lunches in high school. [She handed Pixy his bowl of pasta, it was still steaming a little. Then she opened a bottle of wine and poured it in two glasses]

I lived in a dorm at the time, and there was no adult to supervise us each day and do the chores. It always came down to everyone either buying prepared food or make their own. [She's always been the type to do everything herself anyway]

[1nc0mpr3h3n751bl3]

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[Translation: Food(a)? Is it good(a)? What's Pinot Noir?]

[luxe_can_kill]

I can't judge my own cooking without any bias. But Pinot Noir is a type of wine.

[1nc0mpr3h3n751bl3]

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[Gouda goes with it, yeah. I'll eat it for you]

[luxe_can_kill]

Well then, I hope you would like it. I'm at the kitchen.

[1nc0mpr3h3n751bl3]

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[He has no idea where the kitchen is, but after getting lost several times and asking for directions, he stumbles in the door following the scent of cooking]

Ith the food here?

[luxe_can_kill]

It is. I was beginning to think you're not going to show up. Regardless, the food is still warm, so you didn't take too long.

[1nc0mpr3h3n751bl3]

I get hungry now! [This is news, okay. He spent so long dead that being hungry is still a novelty. He trots towards her] Thith ith a biiiiiiig food preparation block.

[luxe_can_kill]

It is meant for preparing big meals for the dining hall. I usually just cook in the kitchen in my room, however I thought of trying to make things here today.

Have a seat while I prepare your meal.

[1nc0mpr3h3n751bl3]

Okay.

[Obediently, he sits down and watches her intently. He removes his helmet, working it carefully over his horns, and sets it down on the seat beside him. His hair is so shaggy and long it covers his eyes]

My nameth Mituna.

[luxe_can_kill]

I'm Mitsuru Kirijo, it's a pleasure to meet you.

So, I only have one type of pasta at the moment, however I have a variety of sauces and proteins. Which would you like:

[Sauces (hot): POMODORO Crushed tomatoes, garlic & basil, DIAVOLO Spicy tomatoes, garlic & chili peppers, PARMESAN ALFREDO Garlic cream and parmigiano reggiano.

Sauces (cold): RED
PEPPER PESTO Roasted bell peppers and garlic FRESH BASIL PESTO Basil, garlic and parmigiano reggiano CREAMY PARMESAN Herbs, garlic and parmigiano reggiano SPICY ARRABBIATA Spicy tomatoes, chili and garlic.

Proteins: CALAMARI With hot peppers, CHICKEN and STEAK Rosemary, garlic and lemon CRISPY CHICKEN FRITTE Parmesan and herbs ITALIAN SAUSAGE Fennel and herbs SALMON Garlic and lemon]

[1nc0mpr3h3n751bl3]

[He looks over the options, sniffing to try to identify them. His stomach growls audibly.]

All of them!

[luxe_can_kill]

...? Everything? The flavors would overlap.

[1nc0mpr3h3n751bl3]

Oh. [He frowns and then points to the Diavolo] That one thmellth thpithy. It ith good?

[silentrunning]

[Hmmm. That sounded good...]

Sure. I'd try some. And thanks!

[luxe_can_kill]

You're welcome. I'm at the kitchen, I'll meet you here.

[silentrunning]

[And a couple minutes later, Chell pops in. She grins and waves and wanders over.]

[luxe_can_kill]

Hello there. Have a seat.