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2/24/2016 12:08:35 PM
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[b]Suuz, or Aleks is in the mess hall, the kitchen to be exact. He's fiddling with some pans and some fire. [/b]
"The potatoes in the pan, all complete, then you light them on fire like so..."
[b]He runs a match past his shirt, and into the pan, lighting the insides on fire. [/b]
"Then we throw the eggs in..."
[b]He reaches into a cupboard with his right hand while throwing the match away with his left before pulling a box of eggs out of the cupboard, and taking one out as he puts it down. He then smashes the egg on the side of the pan, throws the egg in the pan, on top of the potatoes, and throws the egg shells away. [/b]
"Then we wait for a bit before throwing some bacon in..."
[b]He waits for about five minutes before opening the fridge with his scythe, and pulling the package of bacon out with enough force to launch it at him, he then catches it, opens it, and empties the entire thing in the pan. [/b]
"Now we wait for ten minutes before turning the fire off, then we wrap it in foil before stuffing it in the oven... After that we should have solid diabetes..."
[b]He waits again, before wrapping it in foil, stuffing it in the oven, and waiting again.[/b]
"Should be done now..."
[b]He puts on some oven mitts, opens the oven, and pulls the steaming hot package out, before unwrapping it, and looking at his creation. He then takes the oven mitts off, tosses them into a cupboard, and pulls a very sharp looking knife from a drawer. [/b]
"I'm sorry little piggy, but I'm gonna cut you now..."
[b]He slowly cuts into the heap of potatoes, egg, and bacon before balancing it on the knife, and taking a bite.[/b]
"Tasty, very tasty.... Very fat too..." [b]He says with a full mouth, he then gulps it down, and finishes the rest. [/b]
[spoiler]Open [/spoiler]
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"Oh wow, you're good at that! "
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You don't recognize my voice? I can recognize your smell [b]All his movements are much quicker than most and. He isn't human[/b] If you help I'll spare a tart and slice of pie for your assistance
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"Lucifer! What should I do?"
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Gather strawberries and slice each one into 4 even slices then mix cinnamon and sugar in a small bowl before throwing the strawberries in. Do the same for the apples in a different container but add vanilla extract [b]The dough for the pie is ready as he prepares the tarts[/b]
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[b]He does as he says in less than a minute.[/b] "And now?"
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Get me a fork [b]He puts the apples into the pie crust then puts the second layer of dough over it and cuts a floral pattern on the top[/b]
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[b]He pulls a drawer out, and nearly rips it out of its hinges as he goes before grabbing a fork, and tossing it to him[/b]
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[b]He flicked it into the air and caught it on the tip of his finger before using it to press the dough around the edges and putting the pie into the oven[/b] Now we make mango tarts and use the strawberry slices for decoration on top
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"You sure know a lot about cooking, I'm impressed... Where did you gain this knowledge?"
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I'm simply one hell of a butler [b]he grabs several mangoes and peels them[/b] With age comes wisdom
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"True, true... How old are you, exactly?"
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Lost count after...300 when I was leading packs of wolves in my animal body. This body is pretty young compared to my other
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"Ah, three hundred though... Damn"
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Compared to the others I was considered a child until I took them down the deepest levels of hell and ripped their flesh from bone
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"Well damn..."
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Tara walks in and grabs several ingredients from the refrigerator before proceeding to cook her own dish. After just a minute she has created a delectable bowl of pasta. Finally she notices him. "Hey."
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[b]He watched them entire process with an eyebrow raised. [/b] "Hi"
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"What, never seen magical cooking before?"
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"So you need magic to cook? My oh my...."
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"Well I don't [i]need[/i] it but it's just too convenient."
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"Never thought about using magic... Though I don't need it... People tend to call me a master of the culinary arts after all...."
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"Good for you." She grabs a fork from a drawer.
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"Was that sarcasm? Did I do something wrong..." [b]He gives her a kicked puppy look[/b]
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"Maybe a little, I tend to have trust issues."
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"Me? A kid who looks an awful lot like a girl? I wouldn't hurt a fly... Unless said flu is an enemy fly.. Then that thing is going down"
