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Home is where the tart is [Open]
Despite not requiring much in the way of food, Zouichi did know how to cook. But with friends and acquaintances from wildly different backgrounds, he figured he could stand to expand his repertoire. So today he was trying out desserts. The inside of one of the Sensoriums had been transformed into a brightly-lit kitchen, its counters covered with baking pans, bowls, fruit, flour, and a multitude of other ingredients.
Zouichi, wearing a dark blue apron, was just taking a batch of chilled dough out of the refrigerator, rolling it carefully out between waxed paper sheets. It was looking pretty good, or so he thought. Nothing had even exploded yet!
From somewhere within the kitchen, the smell of cake wafted up into the air. Caaake.
Zouichi, wearing a dark blue apron, was just taking a batch of chilled dough out of the refrigerator, rolling it carefully out between waxed paper sheets. It was looking pretty good, or so he thought. Nothing had even exploded yet!
From somewhere within the kitchen, the smell of cake wafted up into the air. Caaake.
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"This is my first try for this sort of thing. The cake I've made before... hopefully it'll turn out all right."
He sighed. "So, how did Lirath go for you?"
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She shrugged. "We were undercrewed. Little we could do in battle."
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He nodded. "We're all understaffed, I think. I was in the ground battle in a variable fighter."
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She nodded, placing her hands on her hips. "Lucky. I haven't piloted a small craft in ages."
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