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Things seemed to have...settled. A bit. So, Illyana was going to do the time-honored Westchester way of dispelling any remaining tension, from what she had witnessed in her short time at the mansion.
Food.
It was around noon when she got started; first up was popping-off to get her supplies, and then it was time to take over the kitchen, just around when the third period class would have been finishing up.
Next up was the vegan dough and filling, so that she didn't have to worry about getting the cookware and appliances contaminant-free. After that was the prep for the meat-eaters of the house. Everything into the fridge, prep the dining room with the condiments and plates and such, a short break to watch a Korean game-show, and back into the kitchen to start the pots boiling.
As the first batch came out of the pots and onto the table, Illyana grabbed a wooden spoon and banged it against another (unfilled) pot.
"PELMENI!" she bellowed, smacking the pot with the spoon again a few more times for good measure. "Get 'em while they're hot!"
Talking about Feelings was for other people and Professionals. Eating your feelings? That was for everyone.
[OOC:Minor OCD incoming. OPEN! If you think Yana would have texted you to come over and eat, she did.]
Food.
It was around noon when she got started; first up was popping-off to get her supplies, and then it was time to take over the kitchen, just around when the third period class would have been finishing up.
Next up was the vegan dough and filling, so that she didn't have to worry about getting the cookware and appliances contaminant-free. After that was the prep for the meat-eaters of the house. Everything into the fridge, prep the dining room with the condiments and plates and such, a short break to watch a Korean game-show, and back into the kitchen to start the pots boiling.
As the first batch came out of the pots and onto the table, Illyana grabbed a wooden spoon and banged it against another (unfilled) pot.
"PELMENI!" she bellowed, smacking the pot with the spoon again a few more times for good measure. "Get 'em while they're hot!"
Talking about Feelings was for other people and Professionals. Eating your feelings? That was for everyone.
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Re: Thursday Evening: PELMENI
Date: 2024-10-20 05:41 am (UTC)"--but I am very interested in these Otherside rules," she continued. "All the rules, And not just because I love collecting different magical practices and theories, or because I enjoy picking apart magical contracts."
Re: Thursday Evening: PELMENI
Date: 2024-10-20 08:03 pm (UTC)A pause.
"Being an elemental is a death penalty, too."
Re: Thursday Evening: PELMENI
Date: 2024-10-20 08:53 pm (UTC)"And anyone who thinks they get to enact a death penalty for existing is going to have a very very bad visit to this island, and especially to this house."
She would absolutely tell Midnight to eat them, regardless of the opinions of anyone else. She was Midnight's Magical Parole Officer, sure, but sometimes things had to happen for Great Justice.
Re: Thursday Evening: PELMENI
Date: 2024-10-20 09:01 pm (UTC)