Topic: Home Sweet Home

Issy

Date: 2006-07-11 11:20 EST
As the Scathachians began amassing in RhyDin, it became clear that they would gravitate toward each other. There's something to be said for the base instincts that drive any animal, much less a human, much less a warrior. Isuelt had secured herself a roomy place in town, owing to the occasional want for an actual bed and coverings, bathtubs, and the like. First, it was Jenai who was taken into this abode, next was Trixie. And as the pattern goes, Eddie was the latest addition to this Scathachian sanctuary.

There was a comfort here that Isuelt felt, she was sure they all did. They were in the company of "family" once again, just as they had been on the Island. There was the familiarity of comradery that they regularly engaged in; telling stories, getting caught up and simply existing together. Trixie kept her odd hours, Jenai was always off on some mission, Eddie was pretty good at getting herself into trouble (though she loved it that way), and Isuelt found herself resuming the role of teacher again, as she saw to it that they were all happy and healthy. She loved these girls as if they truly had been her flesh and blood. Truth be told, these "sisters" were the only family she had. And something about them all being in each other's company again gave her a stirring she had not felt in some time....that elusive feeling of hope.

Jenai Ravenlock

Date: 2006-07-14 19:39 EST
JenJen was being herself again as the pitter pat of her barefeet through the house was more slap slap pat. She was streaking through it again. More then likely she had forgotten something she had to do or lost something she needed to keep.

This time is was something she was supposed to do!

She came to a painful stop, coliding with the door to the kitchen. It seems she could not stop on a dime when she turned a corner at the same time. But inside she pushed and the smell of the roast filled her nose and the hall. Too bad it was almost burning.

Dancing a nervous jig, she opened the oven to see just hbow bad the danage was. To her delighted violet eyes not much!

"Good chunk of meat, keeeeep cookin! You look a little dry though." the gravy it cooked in had started to dry and burn to the sides of the glass cooking dish.

"Just a little more water!" Jenai grabbed the measuring glass and filled it up. She only needed a little to make the juice mix like she'd done before....and so sweetly and happily she started to pour. Oh how Happy...The hiss of the meat the smell of the cooking meat tingled and teased her nose.

With great ado the roast and it's cooking dish had other plan and EXPLODED inside, outside , and all over the oven and the kitchen wall. There was only a spot where Jenai's feet where that remained untouched on the floor by gravy, meat, and glass shards.

A silent, blinking, wideeyed Jenai still stood, bent over at the stove side, measuring cup in hand tilted. And whispered to herself "I didn't know that could happen."

Issy

Date: 2006-07-15 11:38 EST
Sitting in one of the reflecting parlors of the Temple, Isuelt had a chakram on her lap along with a polishing rag, another chakram was beside her on the table. She had been lulled into an almost hypnotic state due to the rhythm of her polishing and the gentle rush of the water pool within the parlor. But not even the most blissfully hypnotic moment could withstand the "Ka-Boom-Shatter" from the kitchen.

Suddenly bolt-upright, taking the half-polished chakram with her, she moved quickly to the kitchen, and barreled through the door. The scene before her would normally be considered gory: steaming, liquidy meat remnants all over the place and Jenai standing in the middle of it with a weapon poised. Only difference? The victim was their dinner, the weapon was a measuring cup.

Without so much as a word, Isuelt let out a slowly winding chuckle that escalated to a cackle within a minute. The chakram hung needlessly at her side as she grinned at Jenai. "Oh honey...please don't tell me that my own cooking disasters are contagious."

Jenai Ravenlock

Date: 2006-07-15 18:19 EST
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Jenai had a classic look on her face that melted as Issy started to chuckle. All she could do was tiptoe out of the puddle the best she could, hot beef juicy and gravy between her toes reminded her of something she stepped in last summer and sent shudders down her long spine.

She grabbed a fork and speared the beast....aka the exploding roast, and it hung like a, well chunk of meat as she waved it to the trash. She would smell like roast for days now.

"It was an evil roast anyway."

And she grabbed the mop and bucket with a red faced grin.

Issy

Date: 2006-07-15 20:37 EST
As she crossed her arms, mindful of the chakram, Isuelt watched Jenai tread carefully through the mess of a meal on the kitchen floor. She smirked lightly as she eyed Jenai's bare feet and the roast's juices squishing around them. "Uhh...I really don't feel like licking your toes clean tonight, Jen. Maybe tomorrow though?" She winked at the younger Scathachian before she continued, "How about we go bother Brian down at the Red Dragon' He owes us anyway." She turned and made her way out of the kitchen to get ready, calling over her shoulder, "I'll get Trixie..." Her tickled laughter could still be heard dancing happily off the walls.