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[sandthroughmyfingers]

I am the WORST. COOK. EVER.

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[1stmacleod]

Anyone poisoned, or is it just on fire?

[sandthroughmyfingers]

Ummm...define 'poisoned'? There are four little boys with pink hair, and the orphanage is probably not going to let me make the soup any more. I'm sure it's temporary, though!

[1stmacleod]

[The stranger raises his eyebrows and scratches his head. Well that's a new one.] I don't know, cooking like that must have some kind of novelty value.

[sandthroughmyfingers]

You think? [She worries her lip.] Maybe if I remembered the recipe. I just get distracted and put the wrong herbs in all the time. I turned a friend into an hourglass once.

[1stmacleod]

You must have some pretty strange herbs.

[sam_k_roth]

Need some pointers? What are you making?

[sandthroughmyfingers]

I'm a witch. It's kind of what I do? [She gives him a grin that's meant to be cocky, but comes across as slightly bashful.]

[sandthroughmyfingers]

Just soup. I think I just put in the wrong herbs, but I kinda have a history of messing up soup. And bread.

And desserts.

[sam_k_roth]

Trade secret if you have over spiced? Cut a potato in half, toss it in, let it boil for thirty minutes, taste it again. Still too much, toss in the other half and repeat.

Potatoes will suck it up.

[1stmacleod]

...Oh. You could still keep your cooking herbs and your... other herbs separate.

[sandthroughmyfingers]

Really?? Over-spiced wasn't exactly the problem this time, but I've never heard that trick before. I'll remember it, thanks!

Um...so you cook a lot?

[sandthroughmyfingers]

There's some overlap. But I should be more careful. Maybe if I put locks on the more dangerous ones? But then I'd lose the keys...

[sam_k_roth]

It's a good trick. Trust me.

I do, I love to cook.

[1stmacleod]

Two of each of those, then. Just... keep them in two very separate places. [Connor shrugs. Witches don't surprise him, and he refuses to believe they're exempt from common sense, either.]

[sandthroughmyfingers]

I wish I were better at it. I always get distracted and burn something, or put the wrong spices in, or drop an entire bottle of something into the pot. I guess I just grew up mostly grabbing what I could off the street, so I never got a chance to learn.

[sandthroughmyfingers]

Two of each key? [She rubs the back of her neck, considering this. It would be all around better for her to be more organized, that's for sure.]

Yeah, I could try that. I guess I could always just pick the locks if I lost both keys, anyway.

[sam_k_roth]

How about this? You pick something you want to make and I can show you how.

[1stmacleod]

No, two of each herb that's used in both cooking and... [He waves a hand around, like he's unwilling to quite say the word 'witchcraft'.]

[sandthroughmyfingers]

Seriously? [She's blushing now. This level of kindness is something of a rarity in her world.]

I'd...really appreciate that. I was trying to make lamb stew for the orphanage I was helping with. Can you do that? Or some other kind of soup? O-oh! Sorry. I'm Sadira. [She offers a handshake.]

[sandthroughmyfingers]

Oh. That makes sense, too! [Sheepish witch is sheepish.]

[sam_k_roth]

Sadira? Where is that from, it's beautiful?

I can do that, just don't tell my boyfriend I'm helping kill lamb.

[sandthroughmyfingers]

The desert. [She continues to blush, flattered.] It, uh, means 'lotus blossom'.

[It takes her a moment to process 'boyfriend', and it's an unusual enough concept to her, she's not sure he means by it what she thinks he means. But he's being so nice, she doesn't care.] I could get the meat already butchered. Does your friend not eat lamb?

[1stmacleod]

[He gives her a wry little smile, anyway.] Just a thought.

[sandthroughmyfingers]

It's a good thought, thanks. [She offers a handshake.] I'm Sadira. What's your name?

[1stmacleod]

Connor MacLeod. [He has to bend down just a little to shake her hand, his own rough and callused. He smells like a forge.]

[sandthroughmyfingers]

[She sniffs a little and tilts her head.] You're a blacksmith? You smell like fire and metal.

[1stmacleod]

At the moment, sort of. [He shrugs. He's not dependent on it for a living, so it doesn't feel quite right to say he is.]

[notreallyping]

[Mulan can't help but laugh a little bit at that, shaking her head]

I wouldn't say that. I've seen a lot worse. It's like everything else, you just need to practice at it, you'll get it right.

[sam_k_roth]

Lotus blossom. Very, very cool. I'm Sam. Plain, boring Sam.

[He smirked.] He doesn't eat any meat. Vegetarian. Weird concept right?

[sandthroughmyfingers]

Oh, cool! Um...do you do charity work? [This is the face of someone hoping to get a favor by being adorable.]

[sandthroughmyfingers]

Sam's a perfectly good name. [She doesn't think to ask for a surname. She doesn't have one, after all.]

No meat, ever? For religious reasons? [She looks thoughtful. Fasting isn't unheard of where she's from, but she's never done it on purpose.] It's not that weird. But you're not a...vegetarian?

[sandthroughmyfingers]

[Sadira looks at the rocklike loaf of bread in her hands. Sort of like a volcanic rock, in fact, since it's also burnt all over.] Worse than this?

Well...I guess the inside might still be edible. But you didn't see the soup.

[sam_k_roth]

You know, I'm not sure. I should ask why he does that.

[sandthroughmyfingers]

Maybe he just feels bad for the animals? [She continues to mull this over.] I mean, I hate to see people mistreating their pets or their horses. That's just petty, and a waste. But I don't always have much choice over what I get to eat, so I wouldn't stop eating meat.

[It's almost a farm-girl mentality she's got. Except that she doesn't actually interact with animals very often.]


((Sorry for vanishing. I've had some RL stuff come up. Don't feel you have to backtag unless you want to. <3))

[sam_k_roth]

I'll have to ask him why. I never thought to before.

[sandthroughmyfingers]

Have you been friends a long time? Or, um...lovers? [She's still not quite sure that's what he meant by 'boyfriend', but feels they've established enough rapport now for her to ask, indirectly.]

[sam_k_roth]

Not long at all. But it feels like it's been longer. If that makes sense.

Sorry for the late reply!~

[notreallyping]

[Mulan reaches out to poke the bread in her hands. Oh...well, it hadn't looked too bad at least] It might still be okay. Might just be a little tough that's all.

Oh? What happened to the soup, or do I not want to know?

Not a problem! I have slowtag weeks, too.

[sandthroughmyfingers]

[Sadira taps on the crust with her knuckles, sighs, and sets the bread aside. She'll try cutting it later.] The soup looked okay, but it turned some peoples' hair pink. I don't know what I added that would do that.

...maybe next time I should just make a fruit salad.

[sandthroughmyfingers]

I totally get that. [She looks just a little wistful.]

So, yeah, should I get ingredients to work with? It might take a while to go to the market.

[notreallyping]

[Her eyes widen even more at that but she can't help but laugh a little] Really? Pink? Well, it would have been funny to watch at least...maybe not so much for the people with pink hair.

You can never go wrong with a bit of fruit salad.

[sandthroughmyfingers]

[She smiles sheepishly.] I think they'll all turn back to normal in a few days. My magic tends not to have long-lasting effects, usually.

Yeah, definitely fruit salad. Do you ever have to cook?

[1stmacleod]

...Of various kinds. My girlfriend and I both volunteer at a place nearby... [He's not sure what she's asking him, but he might be malleable.]