log ✣ ongoing
When; Sometime yesterday-ish?
Rating; M for Moe (G)
Characters; Nia (absolutefaith) and Estelle (astris-excelsa)
Summary; Estelle and Nia bond and girltalk.
Log;
Nia inhaled deeply, taking in the pungent scent of dying cooking food. According to the schedule she'd set with Yuri, they were alternating the cooking duties, and it was Nia's turn to cook. Dinner the other night had been an absolute success, if Nia said so herself! She thought back on her roommates' stunned expressions with delight. Simon and the others often had said that her cooking was so shockingly out of this (or whichever) universe, it stupefied the palate of the taster. (The reason for Simon's lack of incoherence, though, was obvious--it's Simon. He was above being rendered delirious by Nia's cooking, good as it was.)
It had been so nice of Estelle to invite her to stay with them, and of Yuri to comply. A simple "thank you" was often enough for Nia to express her gratitude--she believed words said sincerely carry the feelings behind them--but that didn't mean she didn't like to express appreciation through actions, as well. Besides, it was important to be helpful! So Nia had happily committed herself to the task of keeping her flatmates' bellies full. Picking up a wicked-looking cleaver and grabbing a handful of odd-looking, unidentifiable vegetables (or were they fruits?), Nia hummed industriously as she began chopping away.
[ooc: I GOT IT UP, JENNY. REALLY LATE. BUT I DID. sob.]
Rating; M for Moe (G)
Characters; Nia (absolutefaith) and Estelle (astris-excelsa)
Summary; Estelle and Nia bond and girltalk.
Log;
Nia inhaled deeply, taking in the pungent scent of dying cooking food. According to the schedule she'd set with Yuri, they were alternating the cooking duties, and it was Nia's turn to cook. Dinner the other night had been an absolute success, if Nia said so herself! She thought back on her roommates' stunned expressions with delight. Simon and the others often had said that her cooking was so shockingly out of this (or whichever) universe, it stupefied the palate of the taster. (The reason for Simon's lack of incoherence, though, was obvious--it's Simon. He was above being rendered delirious by Nia's cooking, good as it was.)
It had been so nice of Estelle to invite her to stay with them, and of Yuri to comply. A simple "thank you" was often enough for Nia to express her gratitude--she believed words said sincerely carry the feelings behind them--but that didn't mean she didn't like to express appreciation through actions, as well. Besides, it was important to be helpful! So Nia had happily committed herself to the task of keeping her flatmates' bellies full. Picking up a wicked-looking cleaver and grabbing a handful of odd-looking, unidentifiable vegetables (or were they fruits?), Nia hummed industriously as she began chopping away.
[ooc: I GOT IT UP, JENNY. REALLY LATE. BUT I DID. sob.]