Is it worth it (open catch all!)

[showsnopiety]

Who: Caren and you!
When: Throughout the month
Where: All over Aef and Dorch
What: Caren all over this month, offering chocolates, may be napping, def working.
Warnings: Tba!



To previous CR

A chocolate surprise

[So it seems for a certain heart filled day, Caren had been working hard. Which meant...if She knew you, it was likely a small package was shoved into your hands.]

Here. Happy Valentines day.


A check up

[She could be found around her garden, or at her house, all bundled up, socks on her wings and tails. And she was...a very sleepy looking bean, but in smelling or hearing, she became alert, and glanced over.]

Oh. This is a surprise. What brings you here?

Open to All

But of course a lesson

[She had been unsure of coming but...she made a promise. If she didn't come, and she couldn't find anyone to conduct her lessons- or think of it- then she had to do it herself. She had to continue her lessons in Dorchact.

Also, she could reach all of her kitchen things. That made it appealing.

She was more animated here, for all that she was bundled up, and full of gesturing and explaining how to make a particular dish.

She even came around to give samples of biscotti and whatever dish she just taught, with a small smile and nods, offering comments and nods of encouragement.]

Did you want a sample? Or no?

Be ready to sew

[She didn't just work in the former Foggy city though. She still had shifts at Knit Wit, with the alterists. At least it met she had to sit for long periods of time.

But hearing the ringing of the door, she stood up, nodding politely.]

Welcome to Knit Wit. How may we be of service today?

Wildcard

Where anything goes! Want to see her at full moon? Bully her into napping? Or anything else! And if You have questions you can catch me on discord or on my plurk!

Comments

[showsnopiety]

Yes, but milk? I thought you'd at least go for coffee.

[It's such a kid's drink!]

[battlebound]

Coffee's fine as well.

[ Milk was just the first thing to come to mind, really.

Either way, he reaches the cafe door before she does, pushing it open and stepping back to let her through. At least he's managing some manners for this date. ]

[showsnopiety]

But you'd rather milk.

[She's still snickering as she walks through the door, and waits for him to join her. He's got more manners then her rn because she's snickering so much.

There's just something funny about how a beefy boy likes to drink milk.]

[battlebound]

I never said that. [ Gosh. >| ]

What do you drink?

[ It's asked in an attempt to stop her snickering while he slides himself into a seat at a table near a window. ]

[showsnopiety]

Coffee, or tea. Mostly coffee in the morning.

[She's still snickering though, even as she sat down beside him, crossing her (cat) feet at the ankle.]

During the day, water.

[battlebound]

[ Honestly! Better milk than alcohol, okay? ]

What kind of teas?

[ Asked as he glances over one of the menus propped up at the edge of the table. ]

[showsnopiety]

Nothing in particular. Black tea, green tea, herbal...I'm not picky when it comes to it.

[She leaned in, against his arm to peer at his menu.]

I do have catmint tea for sleeping, but I try not to use it too often. Else...I would act rather foolish until I fell asleep.

[battlebound]

[ This is his life now, isn't it? Well. He doesn't mind too much. It's a welcome change to the usual "physical contact is only for when Gingerbread or Red Wine are fighting him". ]

I hear Black Tea is a formidable fighter. [ She certainly has a reputation in the Light Kingdom. ]

And how is that different from normal?

[ Acting foolish, anyway. She certainly has pulled some nonsense with him in the time he's known her. But the question is asked with a quirk of the mouth, nothing more than light needling for once. ]

[showsnopiety]

[Who knew that Steak liked physical contact! And here she'd only been trying to annoy him.]

I didn't know there was a food spirit called that.

[Though his question does get a kick from her under the table. But it's at least softened somewhat with her cat foot.]

It's unintentional, and you know it.

[battlebound]

[ He's better at physical things than words, okay? It's just that people aren't exactly queuing up to hug him back on Tierra.

But being kicked? That he can take, laughing regardless. Sorry he's not more sorry, Caren. ]

Are you sure? [ Yes, that's asked between chortles. ]

[showsnopiety]

[That's because he's got a big...sword and horns and may or may not be bickering with Red Wine at the time.

She's not sorry either, so she kicks him again.]

Yes, quite sure Steak.

[battlebound]

[ Well if she likes his sword she should see his—

Actually, Red Wine probably forbids it.

This time, her foot manages to hit his shin in just the right spot to earn a yelp of surprise and pain. ]

Oi! [ That's very Gingerbread of you, Caren, rough and unladylike. Gosh. But it's hard to take the shout or the glower seriously when he's reacting so dramatically to the whole thing. ]

[showsnopiety]

[Red Wine might get jealous at all the sword play~

She just huffs up at him, raising her eyebrows and leaning against him just enough...that he'd feel some soft instead of just a skinny arm.]

You earned it. I'm not going to apologize.

[Now let her see the menu.]

[battlebound]

[ Maybe some jealousy is needed for Red Wine to get his ass in gear about things.

... Or, more than likely, they'd just start fighting about some unrelated topic again.

More to the immediate point, Steak blinks at the shift, the change of pressure against his arm, and leans back enough to share the menu, glancing at the crown of her head. ]

Hmph. Choose something.

[ So romantic about it, Steak. ]

[showsnopiety]

[Maybe it does, it won't take much!

...well it will take something to get them to focus on anything but each other.]

You should choose something too. I don't want to eat alone.

[It's boring!]

[battlebound]

[ Steak's eyes will always be on Red Wine, first and foremost. Red Wine needs constant watching, after all. ]

Ngh. Fine.

[ Hm... ]

I'll have the eggs.

[ It sounds nice. ] ... And a coffee.

[showsnopiety]

[Also love. Denied love. Dumb boys.]

Not the milk?

[Caren you gremlin.]

I'll get the french toast and eggs. An omelette? And coffee.