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entrancelogs2017-10-23 09:39 pm
mydude) wrote in entrancelogs2017-10-23 09:39 pm
[open + starters] Take a look inside my book of recipes
Who: Taako and all you good good boys (with a starter for Lup)
Where: The magic study room thingy, the kitchen, wherever Lup takes Taako,
When: The week of October 23rd
Rating: PG???
Summary: Taako fucks around with some magic, experiments with kitchen appliances, and Lup forces Taako to spend quality time with her.
The Story:
A | The Magic Study Room | Open
So he hasn't exactly been earning like, tons of EXP or whatever lately, but he can still practice his magic like, the normal boring way. Which admittedly is pretty much the ideal way to do it, given how often he almost dies or definitely makes other people die when he goes adventuring. Still, doing awesome magic shit when nobody's around to see it feels like a waste.
Which is why it's a good thing there's this magic study room for him to just casually do awesome magic shit in in the hopes that somebody comes by and sees him being totally baller. Like right now? He's just repeatedly shrinking and expanding the same vase over and over again. One second it's teeny tiny! The next it's taller than him! It's! So impressive!
Or it might be to anybody walking in. But if Taako's vague waving of the Umbra Staff is any indication, it's boring the shit out of him...
B | The Kitchen | Open
Now this is actually interesting. Taako hasn't gotten a chance to cook much since he found out he's not a mass food murderer, and he'd sort of forgotten in the intervening years since that bullshit happened that like. He really likes it? Like it's a fucking blast, with or without magic, and right now he's not even bothering with spells. There's too much normal non-arcane shit to fuck around with.
"What even is this thing?" Taako's got a pile of appliances and foodstuffs surrounding him on the counters, but for right now he's got his eyes on this...pitcher? With blades in it? Like, what's the point of them? Maybe they mo--
"Hachi machi!" Yeah, those are definitely blades and he is bleeding. Damn. So they're definitely not just for show. That's one theory crossed off the list, anyway.
Taako sticks his bleeding finger in his mouth and starts shaking the pitcher, trying to get the blades to spin that way.
C | Taako's Room | Closed to Lup
As much as the Taako who is living his truth is the Taako who actively avoids danger and complications, Taako is not an anxious guy. He's a guy with a penchant for denial and definitely has his problems to deny, sure, but he's not anxious about them because he's just that good at the denial thing. And when you've literally got no real way to think about something properly thanks to a fucking fish eating your memories or whatever the hell is going on, you'd think you could just go on pretending nothing is wrong forever.
But Nope. This Thing that is Wrong has a name apparently and she just made a date with him. And even Taako recognizes that this is probably a Thing that will become Less Wrong if he addresses it. But that doesn't mean he has to be pleasant about it.
So when she knocks at his door, he opens it. But he already looks kind of miserable.
"Alright. We're hanging. The hanging has begun and we are doing it." Maybe that's enough and he can just...close...the door...
Where: The magic study room thingy, the kitchen, wherever Lup takes Taako,
When: The week of October 23rd
Rating: PG???
Summary: Taako fucks around with some magic, experiments with kitchen appliances, and Lup forces Taako to spend quality time with her.
The Story:
A | The Magic Study Room | Open
So he hasn't exactly been earning like, tons of EXP or whatever lately, but he can still practice his magic like, the normal boring way. Which admittedly is pretty much the ideal way to do it, given how often he almost dies or definitely makes other people die when he goes adventuring. Still, doing awesome magic shit when nobody's around to see it feels like a waste.
Which is why it's a good thing there's this magic study room for him to just casually do awesome magic shit in in the hopes that somebody comes by and sees him being totally baller. Like right now? He's just repeatedly shrinking and expanding the same vase over and over again. One second it's teeny tiny! The next it's taller than him! It's! So impressive!
Or it might be to anybody walking in. But if Taako's vague waving of the Umbra Staff is any indication, it's boring the shit out of him...
B | The Kitchen | Open
Now this is actually interesting. Taako hasn't gotten a chance to cook much since he found out he's not a mass food murderer, and he'd sort of forgotten in the intervening years since that bullshit happened that like. He really likes it? Like it's a fucking blast, with or without magic, and right now he's not even bothering with spells. There's too much normal non-arcane shit to fuck around with.
"What even is this thing?" Taako's got a pile of appliances and foodstuffs surrounding him on the counters, but for right now he's got his eyes on this...pitcher? With blades in it? Like, what's the point of them? Maybe they mo--
"Hachi machi!" Yeah, those are definitely blades and he is bleeding. Damn. So they're definitely not just for show. That's one theory crossed off the list, anyway.
Taako sticks his bleeding finger in his mouth and starts shaking the pitcher, trying to get the blades to spin that way.
C | Taako's Room | Closed to Lup
As much as the Taako who is living his truth is the Taako who actively avoids danger and complications, Taako is not an anxious guy. He's a guy with a penchant for denial and definitely has his problems to deny, sure, but he's not anxious about them because he's just that good at the denial thing. And when you've literally got no real way to think about something properly thanks to a fucking fish eating your memories or whatever the hell is going on, you'd think you could just go on pretending nothing is wrong forever.
But Nope. This Thing that is Wrong has a name apparently and she just made a date with him. And even Taako recognizes that this is probably a Thing that will become Less Wrong if he addresses it. But that doesn't mean he has to be pleasant about it.
So when she knocks at his door, he opens it. But he already looks kind of miserable.
"Alright. We're hanging. The hanging has begun and we are doing it." Maybe that's enough and he can just...close...the door...
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"So you're further than me, but not as far as Angus, I think?"
He crosses his arms and leans against the counter. Does he want to get into this? Ugh, he has to eventually, right?
"Soooo. You don't remember that Lup girl either, then? She didn't, I don't know, show up and become really important in those couple hours you got?"
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Magnus finishes cutting the first cucumber, nearly slicing a chunk of his knuckle off as he neared the end. He pushes the cut pile to the side before starting on the next piece.
"No, before this place I'd never even met someone named Lup before, let alone an elf that looks exactly like you. All I get when I think too hard about it is static. Hell, half the shit she says comes out as static. I feel kinda bad, she seemed real bummed that I didn't know her."
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Taako starts tossing spices into the pot, stirring absentmindedly. Sometimes he thinks he could cook in his sleep.
"I mean, that means something, right? Like. It's probably to do with what you and the voidfish--"
Pause. He should probably mention that, huh?
"Oh yeah, I kind of walked around in your memories during an event once. That wasn't super cool. Anyway. The egg. Probably. Right? So there's another layer of static?"