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[markofthebrave]

[Okay, so waking up today was weird. She thought it was Saturday, but by the state of the house and where things were... it was actually Monday. Sokka was back - woke up in his own bed, and all, but when Katara went to check on Toph to see if she remembered what happened...

Her room was bare. There was nothing left. Toph was gone.

After stumbling to the wall and leaning on it a long moment to get herself together - is it going to hurt like this every time? - it was time to tell the household.

That accomplished, one of them had to let the town know... and Katara volunteered. She opened up her journal to find a mission summons from the Malnosso. She stared at it a long moment - now? When her housemates need her most they're calling for her now? She shut the journal. She needed a moment to process.

Eventually, she'll open up the journal again. Her voice is a little strained, but steady.]

I'm sorry I don't know any other way to say this but... Manliness Classes are going to have to be canceled again. Toph's gone home.

And... [hhhng, announcing this to the village is so weird, but...] Sokka's back. [There, that's better. Starting with him gives her someplace to stand on.] But I'll be leaving on a mission tomorrow, so... I'll see you all in a week or so.

[So after making this post mid-morning, Katara sets about doing what she needs to do. Sirry Crags, huh? She knows how to handle high altitudes and fighting in snow. She'll just... pop into the Item Shop to double check for a few things, and then hopefully bump into someone willing to help her carry groceries home. It looks like she's going to need to do a week's worth of cooking today.]

Comments

[generalflirt]

Fastest...?

[Fastest... Fastest which is still impressive. He considers a moment and then nods to himself. Yes, let's do something like that]

Omurice. So I'll need rice, ketchup, eggs, and possibly chicken if you still have any of that. If you don't, I'll improvise.

[And he rolls his hoodie up over his head to toss it off. If he's going to cook he doesn't need more than just his undershirt! So his wings are on display and his hoodie is on the counter as he determinate like heads to the fridge

[markofthebrave]

[She is STILL SKEPTICAL. Dude, this is her kitchen.]

We've got eggs. There might be some chicken in the freezer.

[...he's shedding clothes now. Oh spirits.] ...how fast is fast?

[generalflirt]

Well if the chicken's frozen, enough time to dethaw it. If I forgo it, eeeeh, maybe twenty minutes at best.

[Oh, eggs. Okay that goes on the counter. What about the ketchup? And maybe some vegetable if any are in here. Going to check out the fridge for that before she decides if the chicken should be in. After that he'll look for rice (and if there is a rice cooker or not) before going to collect himself some pans, and maybe a little vegetable oil.

Not that he knows where all of this is, but]

[markofthebrave]

[She's cringing here. Loud, Masaomi. Loud.

As he's looking around he'll find pans in cabinets under the counter, a rice cooker on top of the counter, and the oils are under the sink.

Opening the refrigerator he will also find the evidence of the fruits of her and Zuko's labor - enough food to feed the Avatar house for a week.]

I'm not sure this is the best idea.

[generalflirt]

[Sweet, there's even Ketchup. That goes on the counter too. to be fair, he's trying to be quiet (when he finally finds the pans though that... doesn't go perfectly) and he takes notes of certain other oddities in the organization and contents... Before, well, putting the rice in the cooker and cracking two eggs into the pan. He doesn't bother to go bowl-> pen, just cracks them on the edge of the pan after turning the stove on.]

Eeeh, what are you talking about?

[markofthebrave]

[...okay, that was fast.

And the egg move was mildly impressive.

And no one's woken up yet, so... /sigh. Katara moves to sit on one of the stools. Normally, she'd ask if she could help, but 1) she doesn't really want to and 2) she has a feeling that would be defeating the purpose anyway.

She rests her chin on her hand.]

If anyone else wakes up, just don't be surprised if you have to cook for them too.

[She's not - exactly - pouting here. She's really just tired.]

[generalflirt]

I guess that's a risk I'll have to take. so I'd be cooking for... three?

[He knows there is Sokka here, and Sokka's girlfriend thing. He actually has never seen Zuko or Mai, so he doesn't know they are here. Meanwhile, he'll just be scrambling the eggs while he waits for the rice... it's really a shame that he didn't find non-frozen chicken though. At least he found some mixed vegetables to throw in which are on the counter too]

[markofthebrave]

[Six. Seven, counting him.

...heh. Five. Katara looks down.]

Depends on who wakes up - let's just hope they don't.

[Sigh. And then back up.] Do you want me to defrost the chicken?

[generalflirt]

Mm. [And then he looks at her, dully. He should put an apron on... but he doesn't want to do that in a house not his. So instead he just gives her a look] No, I got this.

[Oh, rice's done. Well then let's get to scooping some into this other pan (the eggs are mostly scrambled anyway) to mix it in with a bit of vegetable oil and some ketchup and some mixed vegetables. This is all heated/mixed in one go]

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[markofthebrave]

[That look has her widening her eyes. And then she smirks.]

Okay, okay.

[markofthebrave]

[...she can't help it.] That's a lot of ketchup.

[generalflirt]

It's what it calls for.

[Toss, toss He even flips it up in the air to catch back in the pan, actually]

[markofthebrave]

[All right, all right, she's impressed already.

The smirk becomes less mischievous and more wry.]

Very nice.

[You can quit showing off now.

That's what praise does, right? Makes someone quit showing off?]

[generalflirt]

[.....HEH. More tossing - and now that is don, he's going to spin in place with the pan in hand before going to get its contents into the pan with the scrambled egg. Now to fold that over, secure... press! There. Now to get it on the plate and he'll write something with the ketchup!


A heart? no. Um.

He'll just write "Love is a -" No too many characters. He'll write "Katara" on there, that works. and set!

With an end result like this]

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[markofthebrave]

[...she really is impressed. It even smells good.]

Dinner and a show!

[Points for presentation as well.]

[markofthebrave]

[She slides off her stool to get a fork or some chopsticks - whatever she ends up touching first. But then she pauses-]

What about you?

[generalflirt]

[With the plate deposited for her he blinks. Oh, um]

Mine if I take a soda or something?

[markofthebrave]

That would be fine. [Pause. Consider. Go.] Or we could split it, if you want.

[generalflirt]

[UM WOW BLUSHING??

He looks at the Omurice and then at her and-] I... don't know about that! It's for you, after all.

[markofthebrave]

It'll be fine. [Encouraging smile.] I'm not that hungry.

[And she moves to get another plate! Pretending that she didn't see that blush, but she might be moving a little more quickly to get it than she would have otherwise.]

[generalflirt]

[gurl what even. He hangs his head and takes a seat. A soda and wait if indeed he gets one at all. But... seriously... sob.]

Then i'll clean up after I suppose...

[markofthebrave]

I'll help. [EVEN THOUGH SHE DOESN'T WANT TO - division of labor. That's how she rolls.

And with the second plate, she slices the omurice neatly into halves and places a half deftly on a new plate for him.]

There you go.

[And now to move to sit down, pretending she doesn't notice his dejection. What did he think she was suggesting?]

[generalflirt]

Ah, no, you don't need to.

[Really, he's got this. But okay, fork it is. Before he goes for it though force of habit sees him clapping his hands together to say "itadakimasu" and then waiting for her to take the first bite anyway]

[markofthebrave]

[That's not something she's completely unfamiliar with due to school lunch and World Sharing Class, but it still makes her blink a moment. Oh.

And as she's reminded of the differences in their world, she tugs on a strand of loose hair nervously. This isn't improper. They weren't doing anything wrong. But still, without her hair done and eating late at night together like this... it was maybe more casual than she should have allowed. But then, she thought he'd be stepping by for a few minutes. She had no idea it would have turned into... this. Maybe a walk would have been better--

--oh, he's waiting for her?

Digging in, then.]

It's... not bad. [Another bite.] I mean, it's a little sweet, but it's really very tasty!

[Genuine opinion. Not even trying to dress it up.]

[generalflirt]

Hah! See, and this is just some simple thing I made in twenty minute, time it.

[And he'll go for his might now too. Oh, good - it's lacking a little substance in his opinion from the lack of chicken, but the rice and egg combo works regardless really]