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unknownseas2021-03-07 03:15 am
bathymetric) wrote in unknownseas2021-03-07 03:15 am
WEEK 7
Good morning, passengers. Happy Sunday. Happy New Year.
Another week, another three gone in the case alone, not to mention Chloe earlier in the week. Even as you gain access to another floor, the ship by now must be starting to feel more empty than ever. It's been a long time by now, approaching two months.
Where do you think you'll be, in two months more time?
The clouds have begun to gather around the ship, this week.
SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[ ooc: Welcome to week 7, everyone! Remember to turn in AC here and coins for regains over here! If you wish to get in contact with the npcs, Davy Jones is over here, and The Captain is over here! And as requested, profiles are accessible here. ]
Another week, another three gone in the case alone, not to mention Chloe earlier in the week. Even as you gain access to another floor, the ship by now must be starting to feel more empty than ever. It's been a long time by now, approaching two months.
Where do you think you'll be, in two months more time?
The clouds have begun to gather around the ship, this week.
SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[ ooc: Welcome to week 7, everyone! Remember to turn in AC here and coins for regains over here! If you wish to get in contact with the npcs, Davy Jones is over here, and The Captain is over here! And as requested, profiles are accessible here. ]
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[Which might take some time since the carrots are so uneven...]
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[He hopes so, at least -- he did see the carrots were rather uneven. That's going to make it harder to hit the right spot. Still, at some point Filbo does suggest to take the pot off the oven, judging perhaps it had been the right amount of time.
It almost was. The most uneven pieces -- the larger ones, especially -- aren't thoroughly cooked, and the smaller ones are pretty much mush by now, but at least most of the carrot is fine...to some extent. Better this than how it may have been if the pot had been left on the fire for longer, at least]
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Now we ought to both have some! Let me get some bowls...
[Flayn comes back with two modest-sized bowls and two spoons, and a ladle, and starts portioning out the soup. What, you thought you'd be alone in having to eat it, Filbo?]
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Wanna me to try it before you do, or at the same time, or...?
[Filbo knows she's rather nervous about it, so he thought he should at least offer to try it before she does so she knows what to expect, hah]
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[Then if Filbo suffers, she suffers with him!]
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...
...hm]
...I dunno where this went wrong...
[The taste is...not what he expected. It's strange. Not horrible but also not really what this soup should taste like. Also, didn't this have peas, where are the peas, did they disintegrate, he wonders. Taking another spoonful with chicken he finds out the protein really is drier than he expected it'd be, and it already looked plenty dry. What's the taste on the chicken, seriously, what...]
...maybe...it was the fancy butter.
[So he guesses, it's what came to mind, hah. Taking another spoonful, Filbo shrugs]
It's not perfect, but it's edible! I actually think I can finish the bowl. The taste is not really...great? I-It's kinda a surprise, but even though it's not really what the soup should be aiming for it's not awful. But...improvement is needed. In some ways. Nothing practice can't fix.
[Oh, more chicken pieces]
...w-well, the chicken really got way too dry, that's--that's hard to chew. Lesson learned, anyway?
[Looks like Filbo really does feel like he can finish the soup, so that's a minor success of some sort -- the bare minimum]
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Oh.
Flayn sputters with her spoonful, not spitting it out, but. Oh my gosh. The cinnamon has done something unusual to the entire concoction, which would have been fine on it's own, maybe a little bland! But this is...too much. She manages to swallow it down and presses a hand to her chest, trying not to cough.]
Oh - oh, no, please do not force yourself - that is - truly awful...!
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I-I'm not forcing myself! I just--it's not really as bad as other stuff I have needed to eat in the past! Are you okay? Are you--need water?
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I am so sorry, I - I have to admit something, I spilled cinnamon into the chicken while I was seasoning it! I tried to get out as much of it as possible, but obviously there was still too much...!
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[No wonder everything tasted off, even before trying the chicken! Just how much cinnamon was that? To make the entire soup feel off for even someone as tolerant as Filbo...]
Y-Yeah, cinnamon and chicken don't really mix, I think. I just...
[He takes his bowl and goes for the fifth spoonful. Well, having more and more isn't making it any better, this is not an acquired taste. Still edible to him, but not something he'd ask more of]
...I hope not having done a good soup right away isn't gonna make you feel too bad. Nobody is great at something without effort...
[Even though he means it, he doesn't sound as enthusiastic as he should -- mostly because it's hard to make it sound sincere when it made someone cough and refuse to try more of it, goodness]
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Actually? If this is the worst that could happen, and you are still okay with having another spoonful? It is likely the best I could have done.
[But she was hoping so hard for it to be better than this!]
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[He stirs the soup in his bowl, but really isn't going for another spoonful. He absolutely would finish his bowl, but after seeing Flayn's reaction...may as well do it in private. Flayn cooked it because she wanted him to try her cooking, he'd feel so bad not finishing it -- after all it's not great in the slightest, goodness, but it's not poisonous...he's sure of it]
...trust me, it's not easy to cook something good. I mean, when I started learning I'm pretty sure I gave myself food poisoning once or twice before I stopped making mistakes. Look at me, I'm an adult living by myself and I only can cook just enough to survive.
[Which is enough for him, really. As long as he's not eating overcooked or undercooked stuff he's fine]
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...I suppose so? [She still seems fairly disheartened by the effort.] But surely no one would turn down your cooking, would they?
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[...he should have seen that coming. He probably really should have]
I-I mean, if you really are sure about that I guess I could--what would you want?
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[Because it's bound to be much better than this fucking soup]
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[It'd make sense, probably. Easy enough for someone aware of his lack of skill such as Filbo to make without fearing he'll screw up horribly, but also simple enough to allow for all sorts of changes to it if he feels like it. I figure it kind of fits, hah]
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[Filbo let's be real you could make her spaghetti with peas and butter and she'll be thrilled.]
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[Filbo sheepishly scratches his head]
...if I can practice a bit before I do. I dunno, I don't wanna try something improvised. If I'm gonna do this then it'll be better if I make sure I still remember how to make a good one?
[As if you gave Flayn a chance to practice before the cinnamon wonder soup, Filbo]
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