rdmcatpaw | {| 047 |}

Ah, where can I bring them to you?

M'up at Sergei's right now, lass. In th' kitchen. Jest ask fer ol' Silver when y'get up here.

Alright, I'll be there soon.

[She's rummaging around for something to hold them.]

Oh! I'm Catpaw, by the way.

Pleasure t'meet ya, Miss Catpaw. [curious name, but he's definitely heard stranger] John Silver, at yer service, should y'need anythin'.

Its nice to meet you John -- or do you prefer being called Silver?

[Finally done with the gathering, she picked up both communicator and 'carrying bag' before heading off to Sergei's.]

Silver suits me jest fine, if y'don't mind, Miss Catpaw.

Alright then, Silver. You don't have to call me miss.

[Making a brisk walk to the restaurant, the mage looks around for him while being careful with the cookies. Don't want to break those mini mages in to pieces.]

Silver? Are you here?

[Silver's sticking his head out of the kitchen doorway]

Aye, right over here, lass!

[There's a wave to him, her ears perking up at the sight of the other.]

Ah, hello!

[She quickly crosses the room and lingers at the doorway, watching Silver. Very curious in what he's doing, if he notices her tail swishing back and forth.]

What are you doing there?

[Silver waves her in, jovially, friendly as always] C'mon in! M' just doin' a bit'a home cookin' here.

[She steps closer, sniffing at the air; smiling a little.]

Ohhh, that must be really nice.

[Oh yes, the cookies. She pulled out the pouch and brought them over.]

I hope this will be enough?

Oh, it'tis, I assure ya'. [he takes the pouch from her, peering inside] Oh, aye, this is more than enough! They look absolutely delicious. [he sets the cookies down on the counter] R'ya hungry, lass? Up for a bite o'supper?

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I'm glad that its enough.

[A pause with a few blinks of surprise. Should she take his offer? The Mithra debated for a short moment.]

If you don't mind?

Mind? Not at'tall! [he laughs] Come on, have a seat. [he's showing her to a small, but tall table within the kitchen, with about three long-legged chairs around it]

[She nods and allows him to escort her to the table before getting herself on the chair.]

Okay.

[She's smiling a bit more.]

Might I ask what you're preparing?

Oh, jest a couple dishes from home. I've been learnin' some new ones, here, but sometimes home cookin' is the best. This stew's almost ready, n'fact.

Ohhhh!

[A few nods and another sniff of the air. It smelt wonderful!]

I'd offer a few recipes but I'm not that great of a cook and the method I do isn't exactly... like what you're doing.

[Although she finally noticed Silver's arm.]

What happened to your arm?

Cookin' is cookin', as far as I'm concerned, however y'do it. I wouldn't mind seein' your method, if y'wouldn't mind showin' me. [at the question, however, he blinks in surprise. Pretty much no one asks him outright what happened until they've been hanging around with him a bit. However, after getting over his moment of surprise, he just chuckles a bit]

A noble sacrifice, let me assure you.

Ah... Do you know crystal synthesis?

[She tilted her head to wait for an answer but her ears flattened at the mention of 'sacrifice'.]

I'm sorry.

...can't say tha' I do.

[oh Catpaw, don't look like that. He reaches out to ruffle her hair with his good hand] No need t'be sorry, lass. I don' miss it fer a minute.

[She was about to say something but was silenced by the hair ruffling, forcing her to close her eyes. No one had done that to her in a while.]

If you say so, Silver.

[She sighed and gave a small smile. Oh yes, she needs to explain what crystal synthesis is.]

As for that method I mentioned, you have a crystal of a certain element. For example, fire if you're cooking. You take the items you need for the recipe and place them inside, then you have to take a certain stance and focus; but it doesn't always work.

...definitely sounds like an interestin' way a'doin' things? What happens when y'focus? [curious Silver is curious]

The crystal shatters and sometimes you loose the items along with it.

[...he has no idea what to make of that] So...I'm wonderin' how y'get food outta that.

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