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redshiftrp2020-10-13 06:51 pm
writtendestiny) wrote in redshiftrp2020-10-13 06:51 pm
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I might be tempting fate by doing something relaxing, but--
[Poison trails off for a moment, muttering something just out of earshot of what the device is able to capture. While what she's saying can't quite be made out, it sounds scolding.]
I'm making some bread in the kitchens. Um. If anyone wants to join me I can personalise a roll for them.
[It's not too often that Poison actually offers out her company like that, but... she's feeling the need for some living companionship very keenly right now.]
Or we can just talk. That's fine, too.
[Poison trails off for a moment, muttering something just out of earshot of what the device is able to capture. While what she's saying can't quite be made out, it sounds scolding.]
I'm making some bread in the kitchens. Um. If anyone wants to join me I can personalise a roll for them.
[It's not too often that Poison actually offers out her company like that, but... she's feeling the need for some living companionship very keenly right now.]
Or we can just talk. That's fine, too.
no subject
[He says, sulking a bit at his own stupidity. The smile is nice, but he's so used to discrimination that he hangs back for a second until Poison tells him he needs to come closer. When it was illegal for an Elite to touch him, being close just makes him feel a bit on edge. Not her fault. Not at all, but he is... odd.]
Okay. How much of the baking powder?
[Since that's in his hand already.]
Am I putting everything in the same bowl, or do certain ingredients have to be mixed separately? [He has a very basic idea of what needs to be done, and maybe dry ingredients should be mixed in one container, and wet in another? Which gets added to which?]
no subject
[She doesn't move too far away from him, but given he hasn't complained so far about her putting him in charge of all this, she's just going to let him get on with it. Normally, Poison wouldn't really measure things out so precisely at all, but maybe it's better if...
The young woman moves away to grab some scales and a set of measuring cups and spoons.]
A teaspoon of the baking powder should be enough. [And she holds up the little plastic spoon with 'tsp' marked on it.]
no subject
[He's very practical about what he does, and won't complain about being put in charge. So long as she gives him direction, he'll be comfortable. However, he may take a while making sure the teaspoon is perfectly even.]