The Hunger...

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[Frustrated and starving, Leon has managed to find a box of pancakes and some eggs in a kitchen somewhere but can't for the life of him find a pan to cook with. He's considering just throwing his gunblade on the stove and cooking on that.]

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[endlessxsky.livejournal.com]

*just stands and... watches, his peanut butter spoon hanging out of his mouth*

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[Leon is simultaneously seething and making stomach noises.]
I have food but I can't find a pan. Is that peanut butter?

[endlessxsky.livejournal.com]

*pokes you in the tummy*

ADD much? Yes, this is peanut butter, and... *reaches in the cabinet under the stove* this is a pan. :3

*offers you some peanut butter!*

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[Leon is reluctant to take food from a Sora that not only poked him, but made fun of him too, but he's just too hungry...]

...sure, I'd like some peanut butter. Thanks.

[He takes the pan and throws it on the stove and turns it up to high heat. he then throws some powdered pancake mix, water, and an egg into the pan and proceeds to mix them furiously with a spoon he found in a drawer. He is not a chef.]

Do you want a pancake?

[endlessxsky.livejournal.com]

*raises an eyebrow and looks at this pan -- you must also be the guy who cooked chicken in milk (yes, he smelled it from his and Ri's bedroom)*

Um, don't you need to mix that all together in a bowl first? The batter should be lumpy, not smooth. *gets a bowl down and makes his own batter, stirring it and sticking his tongue out in concentration*

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[While he realizes that Sora is correct on this matter of pancake making protocol, Leon is stubborn and continues to work with his masterpiece of pancake making failure.]

Hm. Does it make a difference? It should all taste the same with enough syrup.

[Leon stares for a second at Sora in concentration. If he wasn't in such a bad mood he might smile a little. Just a little though.]

[endlessxsky.livejournal.com]

*will just let you do it then, even though you're DOIN' IT WRONG*

*he gets his own pan and starts pouring batter into it to make pancakes*

So how long have you been stuck here?

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[Leon looks longingly at the pieces of art being made in Sora's pan after staring at the wasteland of half burnt pancake bits in his own. He dumps the mess onto a plate and proceeds to pour half a bottle of syrup onto it.]

Not long enough to find something good to eat. [Again, stares dejectedly at his plate.]

You seem to know your way around, though?

[endlessxsky.livejournal.com]

*well, he flips two pancakes onto a plate and sets them on the counter*

Feel free to munch. I'm making plenty.

*will not make fun of you, and turns his back to tend to his food*

Not really. I stay either in the kitchen, the Library or my room.

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[Leon takes a small bite of his monstrous creation and almost vomits. He's really glad Sora had his back turned for that. After brief consideration, he finds a new plate and nabs one of Sora's pancakes. It tastes like glory.]

Your pancakes are pretty good. You must do this a lot.
...thanks.

So. You like to cook, read, and.......

[endlessxsky.livejournal.com]

*beams at you! he's not used to getting compliments from Leons*

Thanks! I make them alot. I like to cook for my friends and... stuff.

Well... I've been researching something. I don't normally like to read anything but like, comics. And sometimes literature. But surely not math!

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[Leon is making pancakes disappear like a master magician, and his frustration is beginning to subside. He is mildly interested in the reference to research but is mainly focused on shoving pancakes down his throat at the moment.]

Hmmm, well, nobody really likes to read about math. You've been researching at the library?

[endlessxsky.livejournal.com]

*smiles and comes to eat with you*

Y-yeah. A little bit, not too much or anything. The library is nice. I can just like... take books whenever I want them.

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[Rinoa is dot dot dotting at him, calmly walking over to a cabinet...and handing the pan at him.]

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[Leon takes the pan and stubbornly refuses to acknowledge the fact that they were right in front of his face.]

....thanks.

[rebel-sorceress.livejournal.com]

[crosses her arms]

Anything else, Squall?

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How do these pancakes work?

[rebel-sorceress.livejournal.com]

[blink] I forgot how you couldn't cook.

[Don't mind Angelo nuzzling your legs, Leon.]

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[Leon bends down to pet Angelo. Leon does not appreciate the comment but doesn't say anything, as he is quite starving.]

I haven't eaten since I showed up wherever here is.

[rebel-sorceress.livejournal.com]

Why didn't you say so? [leaves her dog for him to play so she can start cooking.]

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[Leon finds a wooden spoon in one of the drawers and throws it through the door into another room and Angelo runs after it.]

Are you going to eat too?

[rebel-sorceress.livejournal.com]

[And watch that dog return after a while with spoon in mouth, Rinoa already busy on the stove]

Yeah, sure. If you don't mind. [means if you're not on your "I want to be alone" trips, Squall. She knows you too much.]

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[Leon throws the spoon again and gives Rinoa a contemplative look.]

No, It's fine. It's nice to have some normalcy in such a weird place.

[rebel-sorceress.livejournal.com]

[Works on the batter]

How long have you been stuck here?

[subvariate.livejournal.com]

Almost all day. I would like to get back home.