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[It was an off day or something. Because everything Zeke was cooking was turning out terribly. The custard wasn't coming together just right. The meat was dry. He nearly burnt the milk and ruined the rice.

Granted, none of it's totally ruined, but IT'S NOT GOOD ENOUGH GDIT and he's feeling pretty disappointed in himself.]

Think I'm losin' my edge.

[This is the worst thing in the world, everyone.]

I've got some food here that could use eating if you're feeling hungry. It's not great but I don't wanna waste it.

[If you, you know, want less than perfect food.

Normally he doesn't cook this much but he got frustrated. So now he's sulking in the kitchen trying to save his damn custard pies and pudding.]

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I'll eat it.

[No way he's going to let food go to waste.]

Help yourself. It's all in th'kitchen.

[Christine's wanderings have led her to the library and its surrounding buildings, so it was only a matter of time until she located the kitchen, even if by accident.

She pauses in the doorway, eyes falling on the food that is sitting out and waiting. She hadn't even realized how hungry she was until she'd set her eyes upon the pies. She darts her eyes about furtively before stepping cautiously toward the food Zeke prepared.]

Awesome! Just gimme a minute and don't throw anything away.

[And he's off towards the kitchen.]

[Zeke will be there.

Brooding.

GDIT CUSTARD WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOOOOU STOP CURDLING.]

[Zeke wasn't expecting someone to SUDDENLY BE THERE when he turned around. But suddenly there was Christine, and he ended up dropping his pot of... some kind of brown liquid. All over the floor.]

Damn it!

[Pause.]

...Sorry.

[Ffff don't mind him he'll just clean this up.]

[Now that was surprising to hear this usually chipper chef down in the dumps. It didn't take Sandrath to go out of his way to investigate (besides, its not like he had anything else to do) and it didn't take him long to find the man, travelling along the shadows of the Keep.]

Now, this is a surprising sight.

[Christine lets out a small scream as Zeke starts at her sudden appearance and, in turn, startles her with his own. She stumbles back a few steps, ready to flee, but still... mess. :(

She watches silently for only a beat as the man sets to cleaning up the spill, moving to claim a rag from the counter a moment later. She tucks up the ends of her dress into her belted midsection, a not particularly ladylike gesture but effective in keeping the cloth free from the spill, and moves over to him.]

No, I am sorry... I did not mean to startle you. Here, let me help.

[And protest or not, the young woman is down on her knees next to him the next moment, helping sponge up the mess.]

[Oh crapzilla. He went and freaked her out, too. Way to go, Zeke, now you're a jerk.

He smiles a bit when she offers to help, but it's not really all that evident.]

Oi, you don't need ta do that. It's no problem.

[But she seems insistent to help anyway, so he just lets her.]

Did you come here for the food?

[Maaan people are showing up out of nowhere all over the place today. But Zeke actually wasn't holding anything this time so there was no mess.

So he turns around to face whoever it is who's bothering him and. He sees NO ONE.

What.]

Who's there?

I'm disappointed that you don't reconize me from my voice.

[Regardless, he let out a chuckle before slowly materializing from the shadows.]

Does my appearance ring any bells now?

[WOAH WH--

Oh. It's Sandrath. That was kind of creepy, San.]

A heads up would've been nice.

[She tssks softly, but shakes her head as she mops up the spill. Her hair falls into her face and its with an absent sweep that she brushes the brunette ringlets from her eyes. She smiles sidelong at Zeke as she cleans.]

It's alright... you wouldn't have spilled it if I hadn't surprised you.

[Then she shakes her head at the latter, but her stomach betrays her entirely and rumbles expectantly. She flushes, looking down at the floor.]

I am a bit hungry, yes, but I am fine... I can find myself something, I am certain.

[Because taking someone elses' food? How can she do this????]

Y'can help yourself to whatever's on the counter over there. I'm tryin' ta get rid of it.

[Zeke dumps his dripping rag into the pot and sets it aside.]

Thanks for th'help.

I like to drop by unexpectedly.

[He gave the chef a grin and glanced over at the kitchen.]

Having a rough day?

Yeah, you could say that.

[Zeke grabs a towel to wipe off his hands.]

You want anything? Y'can have it.

It is no bother at all.

[Christine smiles again, though, pleased that he's said thank you for the effort. Her rag joins his and she dusts her hands over her petticoats without much of a thought.

Then her smile falters a bit and she blinks a few times before looking over his shoulder at the various items crowding the counter. Her eyes widen just a little before darting back to Zeke. His tattooed face doesn't alarm her much, what with having Erik around, and she does brilliantly at holding his gaze.]

Whatever for?

[No, really, Zeke... it all looks just fine.]

[SOB no it's not fine it's AWFUL.]

It's no good. Coulda done better. Normally wouldn't shove bad food on people but I didn't want to waste it all.

[The custard is kind of lumpy and the rice is in clumps and the crust is crumbly and the pudding won't set right it's a MEDIOCRE JOB OKAY GOSH ;A;]

[When Zachariah enters the kitchen he makes a beeline right for the food. He could smell it from outside and it smells fantastic. He wastes no time getting a plate full of food and digging in.]

I don't know what you were talking about earlier. This stuff is amazing.

[OM NOM FOOD]

[SIGH you people are CRAZY.]

You've never eaten anything decent I've made before.

There is no food that is 'not great'.

I don't really eat much.

[Although granted he should eat a bit more just incase he's turned human again.

The fallen arch-angel glanced at a few things before returning to Zeke, intentionally placing both hands on his shoulders and giving a make-shift massage motion. A chuckle escaped his lips as he asked his question with a grin.]

Although I doubt you'd like if I said I wanted you, hm?

[Zeke, there is nothing that she can see that is wrong with this food, wtf???

Chrissie looks from Zeke to the food before rising from the floor and making her way over. Her dress is still tucked up, so it's all petticoats and stocking covered legs (OH MY). Young, but certainly with legs that keep on going and I hope you're not looking at 'em, Zeke. ;)

She looks over the food before looking back at Zeke with an air of curiosity.]

I don't see anything wrong with it, though... I am certain it tastes fine?

[Bad Christine, bad. You will attract that freaky masky guy.]

I mean, yeah, it all prolly still tastes alright. But it's still not good.

[Woah.

Woah wait WHAT. Zeke just kind of stares for a minute. And then laughs.

It's kind of an awkward laugh.]

That's a joke, right? I prolly taste horrible.

[Also taking a step back now DOOTDEEDOO.]

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Went with main kitchen, but if it's the barracks, just lemme know!

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it's the main kitchen, no worries 83

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HUZZAH! /o/

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