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Post by akada on Mar 2, 2007 1:01:19 GMT -8
"No naked ass eh? Guess I'll have to break you in on that couch.. er.. I mean break that couch in later. " He said purposely saying the first with a smirk. Being hit with the stuffed animal though he raised a brow and picked it up, tossing it off onto the couch before he walked into that kitchen, dragging her away from the stove and tossing her up onto his shoulder with a yawn of those lips. While the other swung the fridge door open and pulled out the eggs, unclipping the tabs at the edge with ease given the material they were made out of and then getting down a bowl. He would have cracked one of those eggs against the edge of said bowl and then used his index and ring finger to seperate them while thumb and middle kept hold of either side to keep them from falling in. He did this with about seven eggs given four people, and then toss the empty shells into the garbage before grabbing a whisk from the drawer. " You know. I can cook and keep hold of you at the same time. "
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Post by Kate on Mar 2, 2007 1:05:53 GMT -8
Had that thought occurred to her? No. Not at all. Kate had forgotten the basics. Fact: Hiroko was bigger and stronger than her. Fact: She was piratically helpless when he felt like doing stuff like this. Fact: She hated being over someone's shoulder like some caveman prize.
"Fuck you to hell."
She sneered, pounding a single fist into the mass of muscle that was Hiroko's back. It annoyed Kate, being like this. So useless. Not being able to do a damned thing, doubly so to the giant. She grumbled again about her mini-cooper. It'd be the only way to take him out really. If he didn't dodge... maybe she could tie him down.
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Post by akada on Mar 2, 2007 1:09:28 GMT -8
"Dont worry, when I die I'll make sure I take you with me in the bedroom. " He said being a smart ass, and from that he just moved himself back over to the stove after whisking the eggs. More focused on the cooking then teasing her, but that did not stop him from doing it anyways. Those hands of his were put to use as one slapped her hind end as she punched him and gripped her, and the other would have moved to the freezer, pulling it open and getting out some bacon before setting it down on the counter.
He also dug into the fridge once more and pulled out some fresh chives and set them down on the counter. He was going to make a feast if he had to, but for now he was content with doing the basics. Maybe the smell would calm her down so she would relax enough he could let her down off his shoulder.
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Post by Kate on Mar 2, 2007 1:13:53 GMT -8
Kate got slapped on the rear, and she jumped. Growling ever so slightly, she began to squirm. Punching more, kicking more. Hell, she'd act like a little kid to be let down if she had to. Kate would have bitten him even...but the blonde knew that that kind of thing would only turn him on. He was like that.
"Pfft. I'm not going to hell with you. And who says you're getting in my bed?"
Kate fought verbally tooth and nail. If it ever came to a real fight, she'd loose in moments. Part of the shame she hid was the fact she had never won a fight except once, with a freshman. Stupid really, but it held her back sometimes. Kate began to kick her legs, thinking she might kick something out of his other hand.
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Post by akada on Mar 2, 2007 1:20:46 GMT -8
"Careful Kate, you might end up flinging a knife with your kicking. " He said with that smirk of his rising up and then he just turned and dropped her on her but on the counter beside him before he would have gotten the chives out and the knife and began to cut them up into little pieces so he could in turn take them and dump them into the eggs, mixing them up once more and moving to get out a skillet. Knowing she was probably still gonna fight it.
"If you wanna help though, you can tell me where you keep all of your spices. " He said with that brow coming up as he turned head over and looked to her with a smile, obviously on purpose as well.
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Post by Kate on Mar 2, 2007 1:23:54 GMT -8
Kate scowled. She pouted. But finally pointed to the box next to her on the counter. The blonde had just moved in a few days ago, nothing was completely unpacked as of yet. Not even her own room. Well...Damon's things were, but that ferret was annoying if it didn't have everything it wanted.
Sliding off the counter she went to start unpacking things around the kitchen. The final pots and pans would be a good thing, as well as the curtains she intended on putting up. Unpacking was odd, because she'd remember where they use to be. And memories would flood with that. Tch. Kate would just shake them mentally from her mind and begin to put things away. Keeping one eye on Hiroko until she was sure he could handle himself.
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Post by akada on Mar 2, 2007 1:28:00 GMT -8
- He would have dumped that egg mixture into the pan and began to swirl it around over the heat, giving it a quick flick forwards and up and then catching the mixture easily as it came back down a little back from where it had been flicked. In turn that other hand pulled the box over, opening it up with the knife and then digging down into it as he kept the mixture in motion to keep it from scrambling. Once he had pepper out he sprinkled just a bit onto it and let it mix in and then set it back, pulling around for a moment not what he wanted. Oh well. He let the mixture settle on the stove and used that knife much like you would usually use a spatchula to make the eggs into scrambled eggs, chopping them up in the process and then removing them from the heat onto a large plate all to their own. "Love. Do you have a second pan I can use for the bacon?" He asked turning slightly.
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Post by Kate on Mar 2, 2007 1:34:59 GMT -8
Kate handed over another pan from the cupboard. Then with a sigh she stared at the rest of the damned boxes. Why had she brought so many things? Oh right, she was female. That was the explaintation...right? Maybe it was.
Brushing a few blonde bangs out of her eyes, Kate looked around. She still had to unpack everything for the living room, and the bathrooms. The towels and shower curtains and such. Those things were needed, though honestly her bathroom was the only room completed in the house. It had been needed. Maybe she should just hire someone to do it. She had the money.
"Smells good."
Maybe she could relax with him in the kitchen. Maybe Hiroko had even been telling the truth! Kate yawned again, putting the bottle of vodka away with a few others in a single cupboard. When that ran out, she might have a few problems getting more around here. As she didn't have any inside contacts in clubs or anything here.
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Post by akada on Mar 2, 2007 1:43:00 GMT -8
No. But she had a 21 year old "manwhore" to buy her more vodka now didnt she? That comment though got him to smile and he put the pan down on the stove and turned it on, digging through the cuboards for a moment before he pulled out some olive oil and dumped about a 1/5th of a cup into the pan. He pried the bacon from the pack and cut the strips in half, putting on about five of them and letting the pan heat up before he cleaned the bowl he had used with the eggs to ensure no chives got in the mixture he was making. In turn he dug out some flour, about five eggs, and a cup and a half of milk. To this he mixed in some cinnamon, sugar and just a little bit of ground up ginger. He mixed this up well and then dumped out about a 1/3 of a cup of the mixture into the pan he had made the eggs in.
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Post by Rayne Carter on Mar 2, 2007 6:37:53 GMT -8
This was...interesting.
Rayne grinned at the nonsense and began to look around for an empty room.
She had to set up her collection.
The rooms were nice, roomy at most and stark white.
Finding an empty she proceeded to dump her bags on the floor, and then made her way back to the kitchen.
Poking her brown head in the doorway she mentioned, " It smells good in here..so obviously Kate isn't cooking." Rayne grinned once more and entered the kitchen.
" Nice 'ta meet'cha, Hiroko right?" the brunette said while sitting cross legged on the floor.
Turning to Kate she asked, " So...what in the hell, have you gotten me into this time Kate? How many guys are living here? Or are the rooms occupied by trans-gender girls?"
Shaking her locks, she fixed her blue gaze on Hiroko.
" Nice build, Kate is he your servant this time around? Or another David Lockhart?"
Rayne snickered and put her head on the wall, the gun earrings jingling as she did.
David Lockhart had been...an interesting boy...but Kate knew ALL about that now didn't she.
" So Cooky...is breakfast done yet?"
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Post by Kate on Mar 2, 2007 9:15:35 GMT -8
Kate couldn't help but stop at that one. Rayne was ever the same. They hadn't seen each other in more years than Hiroko and herself, and this was what she said. If she hadn't changed in so long, what other surprising could Kate expect?
"Heh. I use to burn things when I was learning Rayne, I bet you still can't cook. And just because I got a crush on a guy when I was young, doesn't mean that I react the same way I did when I was a child. You, I might grind into dust to teach a lesson. Watch your mouth."
Rayne's words had spiraled her into dark thinking. Things like that happened after a night of booze drinking. Grumpily she sat back down on the counter. The blonde tended to be moody when her skull was still slightly pounding. It was one thing to take teasing from Hiroko, it was another thing from some younger girl she had seen since she had worn the damned school uniforms of her past.
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Post by akada on Mar 2, 2007 10:14:32 GMT -8
Those comments seemed to flow off of him as he focused on his cooking, not really caring about what was going on around him, those finger tips of his were twirling that single blade around, which was really meant to be a cheese knife, but to him was multi-purpose. He pulled those fried bacon pieces out and dropped them off into a bowl with a papertowl to drain, planning on using the first five for something else that would come later in his cooking. He tossed up a few slices of that bacon over towards the frying pan and cut them mid air before letting them slid down, giving the natural pork fat and the olive oil a swirl to get that bacon settled out and he would have dug around once more, getting out a little bit of maple syurp and pouring it off into the grease, ensuring he turned the heat down before adding it, and then cranked it back up to prevent from fast cooking the syrup and turning it into candy. He would have moved that knife in, slidding the blade end down under the pancakes one by one and flipping them over before he let them sit for a second before flipping them off onto a plate and dropping in three more of that same amount to create the same sort of pancake, making sure to cut the excess off as it began to form those fluffy circles and flicked it off into a garbage bowl which had previously been used for those five pieces of bacon which were now layed out. From this he diced them up in turn into tiny little pieces and focused back on getting the bacon out of the syrup grease concoction and laying them down on a paper towel layered plate.
"Mm. Get something straight though, I am only Katey's "servant" tell me what to do and I'll treat your tongue like a piece of bacon. Otherwise, ask nicely and you are pretty much sure to get your way. " With that said he focused back on his cooking.
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Post by Rayne Carter on Mar 3, 2007 15:00:30 GMT -8
Rayne blinked, Kate was a drinker now? The booze almost radiated from her...guess you never knew with rich kids neh?
Anyways, the guy seemed nice enough, not exactly your modern day romeo but seemed pretty cool.
Rayne grinned.
" Thats right pick on the little kid. I see how it is."
Things were gonna be fun around here, she could all ready tell. Maybe moving to Cali wasn't the worst thing after all.
" Well then, I shall take my leave now and begin setting up my room. If you will, please call me when the food is done."
Waving slightly she left the kitchen and the nutty people inside to go to a much quieter place..her newfound room.
Stepping into the room she dumped her stuff in, Rayne went straight to black case that was about two feet by three feet.
A big case.
Flicking open the case, she laid eyes on her most precious possessions she owned.
Her swords.
Glittering cold steel smiled back at her as she lifted the first Persian curved sword out of the black case. The hilt was made of bone, engraved symbols dotted the ivory. A small emerald was embedded in the pommel, it to seemed to smile at her.
Next to be pulled out was her French Rapier. Silver wiring and a perfect slim blade made this sword a dangerous contender, and also held a place in Rayne's heart as one of her favorites.
Also in the case were three more blades, a Celtic dagger complete with runes and an aura of mystery, a Roman broadsword which her father gave her while they lived Europe, and last but not least a Japanese katana.
These were her babies. She cared about this instruments of war and loved them as if they were her children.
Smiling to herself, Rayne put up her hooks on her walls and set her blades on the wall. No matter what she did..it didn't feel like home without her weapons.
All the rest of the room was easy to unpack from there. Her cloths went in the closet along with boots and bags, her assortment of posters went around the walls....except of course the one wall were her "babies" were.
Life was good...but she still had more to unpack.
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