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Iroha ([personal profile] yuzuru_no_mai) wrote2010-07-12 05:00 pm

4th meal served [Phone]

*Yes, Iroha is still trying to learn how to properly use the phone.*

H-hello. I was told this is the best way to get a hold of people. I want to thank the kind people at the market for helping me. I'm almost done getting familiar with the kitchen, and one day I hope to prepare a grand meal for all of you.

*BEEP*

Ah, right. I don't need to push the buttons anymore.

[identity profile] lovely-crane.livejournal.com 2010-07-15 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
*Well that was fast. Now dressed in her traditional outfit (http://www.flyingbuffalo.com/gifs/iroha.jpg), she answers the door*

Welcome to my home. You must be Ness-san. Please, come in.

*She steps aside to let Ness in*

[identity profile] nessbound.livejournal.com 2010-07-15 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
[He has his eyes tightly closed, his face as red as a tomato. He nods his head repeatedly, trying to speak but only uttering inaudible gibberish. His back is against the closest wall, every effort being poured into remaining calm. This was so unlike him but, then again, a good looking girl cannot be trusted!]

[identity profile] lovely-crane.livejournal.com 2010-07-15 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
*She closes the door behind him*

You don't look very well. Would you like some tea?

[identity profile] nessbound.livejournal.com 2010-07-15 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
[He cringes, nodding his head slowly. Could it be zombie tea?! Or maybe she was actually a really nice, and amazingly attractive woman? No! She couldn't be! Any girl THIS hot would be out for him and any other kid that stood against Mayfield. He'd been tricked before but.. If that were the case, why did he come over? To check and see if she really WAS a spy? Or was Ness genuinely trying to help a sweet girl learn how to use an oven?]

Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-Yes, pu-pu-pu-pu-puhleeze...

[identity profile] lovely-crane.livejournal.com 2010-07-15 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
*She places a cup on the table and pours him some iced tea. She puts a little spring of mint on it as well. Of course, she's still wondering why Ness is acting like this as she brings it over to him*

Here. I made it fresh this morning.

[identity profile] nessbound.livejournal.com 2010-07-15 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
[He cracks open his left eye, just enough to gauge the distance of depth between her, the cup, and himself. Slowly, shaking like a jack hammer, Ness extends a hand to retrieve the teacup from Iroha.]

Th-Th-Thank you.

[He gradually begins to calm down, looking more serious in demeanor and attitude. He inspects the cup with great care, smelling it and watching the way it ripples when he cause the liquid to stir and shake.]

[identity profile] lovely-crane.livejournal.com 2010-07-15 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
The oven is in here. There are several of these things but none of them make any sense. And the oven itself is cold.

*She directs him to the kitchen and to the oven. Then she points to the knobs*

[identity profile] nessbound.livejournal.com 2010-07-15 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
[It takes quite a bit to not be A.) distracted by her good looks, B.) distracted by the fact that there might be zombies waiting in the oven, and C.) distracted by the fragrance of the ice tea. Wow! This stuff smelled great! He took a sip, and seemingly his worries began to trickle away like the smooth, yet chilled taste of a mint tea. He shook his head, trying to remain focused on the task at hand.]

Oh! This is easy!

[He finished the tea cup, placing it down on the nearest, safest surface beside him. He hurries over to the oven, examining the front of the appliance.]

Well, you've got the stove stop dials here. That controls how hot you want the top of this stove to be. See the four circles on top? Each dial corresponds to one of these on top. It'll say which one is which on here. The two in the middle control what you want the oven to do. You can turn it to bake, broil, or clean. The one to the right of that sets the temperature you'd like the oven to be. So all you have to do is turn it to bake, the heat you want, open it up, and put whatever you'd like to cook inside! See? Easy!

[identity profile] lovely-crane.livejournal.com 2010-07-15 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
*She carefully listens to Ness and fiddles with the dials a little. It seems simple enough. Though she's pleased that Ness looks more relaxed than before. After a little while, she gets the hang of using the oven*

Oh, I see! It isn't very hard at all. Thank you, Ness-san.

*she bows to him*

[identity profile] nessbound.livejournal.com 2010-07-15 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
[His face turns a flush red again, turning away as he pinches his nose tightly with his right hand.]

Th-think nothing of it, Miss umm.. Miss Iroha..

I take it you don't come from some where where these exist, right?

[identity profile] lovely-crane.livejournal.com 2010-07-15 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
Well, I know what an oven is, but I've never seen this kind. The ones I use are powered by wood and fire.

[identity profile] nessbound.livejournal.com 2010-07-15 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
[Ness smiles happily, nodding his head as he listens intently.]

You must come from a time or a world where electricity doesn't exist yet then. I've never really seen an oven that works like that.

How long have you been in Mayfield, Miss Iroha? S-Sorry about the way I was acting earlier. I've had really bad luck running into.. umm.. uhh.. girls that are um.. really pretty..

[identity profile] lovely-crane.livejournal.com 2010-07-15 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
I have only been here a few weeks, Ness-san. I'm getting used to everything being so different. The iceless ice box is really nice!

[identity profile] nessbound.livejournal.com 2010-07-15 03:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ness giggled happily. It must be nice to lead such a simple life! He bowed his noggin', adjusting the cap atop it, before meeting her eyes with his own.]

W-w-well, if you ever need anything, don't hesitate to call me!

[identity profile] lovely-crane.livejournal.com 2010-07-15 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
I appreciate your help, Ness-san. I cannot wait to start cooking again.