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Desiree: *frowns at him* I wasn’t saying that you should do anything about any further hatchlings… if there are any. Clearly, the mother is probably bothering with them. *She shrugs then reaches up with her right hand to gently set her index finger and thumb on the inner and outer membranes of his ear. Soon enough, she moves these two fingers in alternating circles in order to massage his ear*
Kalysto: *seems to calm as Desiree massages his ear. He soon closes his eyes and just sits there, relaxing as she continues with the gesture, slightly tilting his head to one side* You know… my kind considers the ear to be very sexual… so if you do that without permission, some might call it sexual harrasment… or borderlining on rape.
Desiree: *softly speaks* Seems like you’re giving me all the permission that I need. *grins at him* Anyway, I wouldn’t bother doing this for any other elf… Though the only other one I know is your brother. *she shrugs then frowns in thought* You’ve.. You can cook, right?
Kalysto: Yes, I can cook. I know the difference between broiling, boiling, baking, and grilling if you’re worried about something like that. And yes, I know how not to set fire to the stove. *opens his eyes again* Why?
Desiree: *glances down* I haven’t really eaten anything for a day. I’m really hungry… But, I’m not hungry enough to ask my father to cook something. You really don’t want to know how bad his cooking is. *she shakes her head* I’d cook something myself, but I’d rather not move all the way down to the kitchen.
Kalysto: And you want me to do it for you. I get it. *Moves off the bed, leaving the infant with Desiree* I don’t know what you like to eat, and I don’t know what your dietary requirements are. *shrugs his shoulders* But I will find what I can and cook something.
Desiree: *tilts her head to the right side* You’ve certainly seen me eat and cook since we’ve met… I’ve seen enough of your foods to tell that there’s not much of a difference between our two diets. *she shrugs then leans back toward the wall as she waits for Kalysto to return*
Kalysto: There isn’t much of a difference, no. *slowly shakes his head* But there are some differences. You don’t know anything of them yet, so don’t bother asking. *Moves to leave the room, heading for the kitchen* *”Do you want steak? Chicken? Lobster? I don’t know what you carry.”*
Desiree: ~I don’t feel like being picky today, Kalysto. As long as I can chew it and digest it, I’ll be happy.~ *she shakes her head*
Jenna: *is currently moving up the stairwell while Kalysto makes his way to the kitchen. She tilts her head as he passes, slightly curious. However, she doesn’t find him to be interesting enough to stop*
Kalysto: *makes his way down to the kitchen area and begins to sift through the refrigerator for various ingredients that he would be able to use easily. He soon locates a whole frozen chicken and some vegetables, then begins to prepare a proper roasted dinner with what he has found. He also makes a stuffing for the chicken by crushing up some stale bread he has found, along with garlic, onions and various other spices. Once he has prepared that, he places it into the oven to bake, sitting nearby to keep an eye on it. He keeps himself occupied while it cooks by making a fire in his palm and quickly extinguishing it before it can scald him. After about an hour or so of baking, he takes the meal out of the oven and cuts off enough of the chicken for one serving, arranging it on a plate along with the vegetables. He also prepares a pepper-gravy on the stovetop to add to the chicken, before he finally takes it back up to Desiree’s room on a tray, smirking with pride at his culinary creation*
Jenna: *spends the next few minutes soaring over the island and searching for a promising herd. Luckily, it didn’t take her long at all to find a meal, so by the time that Kalysto is returning to Desiree’s room, Jenna has returned to the base with her prize. She is still in her hybrid form, which is splattered in warm blood, as she moves down the stairs. She is also dragging a bloody carcass down to the kitchen* ~Zach, is your dragon hungry?~
Desiree: *softly hums to herself as she waits for Kalysto to return with food*
Zach: *”Let me check.”* *very gently nudges Xelong’s back, trying to rouse him* *”Hey Xel, are you hungry? Mom just hunted something and she’ll have heaps of leftovers.”*
Kalysto: *appears in the doorway, then carries the tray of food over to Desiree, nodding at her* Sit up properly so you can eat. And make sure you eat it all. Because otherwise I would have wasted my effort.
Xelong: *cracks open his eye as he is nudged. At first, he is quite inclined to remain lazy. However, as soon as food is mentioned, he leaps onto his feet then wags his tail* ~Where?~
Desireee: *slowly opens her eyes to look up at Kalysto as he brings in the food. She then chuckles and grins at him* Of course. I wouldn’t want a scary warlock to be angry at me, now would I? *she reaches out to take the plate*
Kalysto: I’m not that scary…. *frowns at her* Just stay there and eat your food. *moves away from her once he is sure that she has her plate, then heads back towards the kitchen area*
Zach: *gently pats the dragon, the picks him up and heads for the kitchen* This way. I don’t know how big of a kill it is, but… *shrugs and carries him off to the kitchen, peering in the doorway once he gets there*
Desireee: *Rolls her eyes* ~I was jesting… …Trying to appeal to your ego, you know. I don’t honestly think you as scary. If I did, would I really hang around you so much?~ *She then begins to munch on the food that he made* ~This is very good.~
Jenna: *has set the dead young cerapod in the middle of the kitchen floor. By the time that Kalysto returns to the kitchen, she would be busy tearing into its midsection. Soon enough, she rips out a chunk of flesh before swallowing it, all in a rather feral manner*
Xelong: *wiggles his feet about in anticipation as Zach carries him. As soon as he spots the kll, he begins to wiggle about in Zach’s grip, trying to jump out* ~Food!~
Kalysto: *”I don’t really give a damn how you perceive me, to be really honest with you.”* *pauses* *”I am glad that you like the food. It made me hungry myself, so I am going to try it out.”* *stares at the carcass in the middle of the floor* What the hell?
Zach: *comes up to the kitchen and sets the baby dragon down on the floor* Go for it, buddy. *chuckles*
Desiree: ~I’m not certain if I believe you with that statement.. However, I’m not going to press that matter.~ *She shakes her head then chuckles* ~Well, the food you made is quite good. You really would not want to know what my father can cook.~
Jenna: *lifts her head, swallowing another chunk of still warm flesh as she locks her gaze on Kalysto. She then spreads open her wings a small bit, as if protecting her kill* What do you want, elf?
Xelong: *happily dashes over to the kill. He then leaps up on top of the corpse before tearing off a small sliver of flesh for himself*
Kalysto: *”I’m not really sure that I want to know, either… can he even cook at all?”* *frowns* *”Can he bake bread?”* *Narrows his eyes at the dead animal on the floor, then at Jenna* I want to know why there’s a dead threshadon carcass on my floor.
Zach: *chuckles at the hungry little dragon and takes a seat to watch him* Make sure you eat the innards for fibre content.
Desiree: ~Yes, he knows how to cook, to a point.~ *frowns in thought. She then sends an impression of Sephiroth’s “finest meals” that she can think of*
Jenna: *her right wing twitches a bit then she snorts in derision* Hrmph, what does it look like? I’m hungry. So, I am feasting. Also, I brought it inside so that Zach’s hatchling can have some food as well. *with that, she lowers her head to tear off some more meat*
Xelong: *bobs his head then nips at the flesh of the kill once more* ~Yes, yes, yes.~
Zach: *shake your head while you bite, and your teeth edges will raze the flesh off much faster. Your baby teeth are designed for that.”*
Kalysto: You could at least do something to it… it’s… a dead carcass on the floor. *frowns down at it* Prepare a meal or something. Cook it. You don’t do things like this to food unless you’re starving to death, or there are no facilities.
Jenna: ~Hrmph, cooking… Human tradition that is unneeded and superficial.~ *She rips a hunk of flesh with her jaws. She then raises her head to quickly allow the flesh to slither down her throat. Once the slab has vanished down her maw, she focuses her sight on Kalysto again, licking the blood off her snout and lips as she focuses on him* ~This is what I grew up on. And this is how I shall eat. Get used to it.~
Xelong: *chirps at Zach. He then bites down on the flesh again and begins to shake his head about*
Kalysto: You should talk to the troll, then. He would be totally into that shit with you. Hell, he would probably help you kill it by goring it with his fucking huge tusks. *shrugs his shoulders* I’m used to seeing idiots go on hunts. Don’t think you’re special.
Zach: *gives him telepathic feelings of approval, wanting the baby dragon to learn how to shred his own meat*
Jenna: Hrmph, I said not a word about being special. I simply stated this is my meal. This is how I grew up. And this is how I shall always have my meals. Now, leave me to my meal. *she then leans in to grab some more flesh from the kill’s open chest cavity*
Xelong: *jumps off the kill. He looks at Jenna. Then, she moves in to mimic what she’s doing*
Kalysto: That is disgusting. If I am going to live here, then I’m not going to have that thing in my kitchen on my floor. *points down to it, then raises a hand up to it, aiming a fireball at the carass to set it on fire*
Zach: *yelps* Hey! Don’t hurt my dragon!
Jenna: *growls as the fireball hits the carcass. She then quickly casts a spell to squelch the flames as she leaps forward to pounce on Kalysto. She then presses her bloody snout against his nose* I am the sole survivor of Halcyon. Which means, this is rightfully MY kitchen. *she then snorts at him* If this bothers you so much, though, I can see if I can arrange a kitchen to be situated around your little upper level.
Xelong: *yelps and quickly curls up in fear as the fireball strikes the carcass near him. He then scurries over to Zach’s side*
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