week 2, wednesday

[vipmix]

[joshua and fie on a beach, t-a-l-k-i-n-g!

which is to say, since Fie likes to be on the beach and she made the mistake of talking to Joshua once or twice, this is now a pattern. sorry fie i don't make the rules]

Taking a break from lessons with Zuko?

Comments

[sylfied]

Yep. I know the basics but I'm not that great. It's interesting, though.

[vipmix]

Hmm. I'm not much for cooking, but I am a pretty good taste-tester. Food and how it's made is fascinating.

[... for real. its a thing.]

[sylfied]

... You would have had a lot of fun when I was trying to experiment with food rations, then.

[ this somehow doesn't surprise her. ]

[vipmix]

If you've got access to enough ingredients, I'm sure something good can be made even out of food rations. I'd be happy to try it if you ever feel like doing it again.

[sylfied]

If we had an actual kitchen here, I'd take you up on that. I'm missing a guinea pig.

[ ... she's not that bad. ]

[vipmix]

[deadpan]

There are worst ways to die here.

[sylfied]

My cooking's never killed anyone.

[ ... ]

Except for that rice ball that could've concussed someone, I guess. But that was once.

[vipmix]

Only "could've"? You didn't try it out?

[bean someone with a riceball do it do it]

[sylfied]

Oh, I did. On a monster, though, so it doesn't really count.

[ you just sit down ]

[vipmix]

But did it work?

[the important question]

[sylfied]

...

[ see icon. ]

[vipmix]

Then I'd call that a raving success, wouldn't you?

[sylfied]

Maybe, but it's not like I'd feed something like that to you.

[ She will not kill you via cooking??? ]

[vipmix]

I'd hope not. I'm rather attached to life, you know.

[sylfied]

Are you? It's sort of hard to tell.

[vipmix]

Hmmmm. For the most part.

[he says it leaning a bit towards her, like it's a secret]

[sylfied]

... Personal space, Joshua.

[vipmix]

[he's not even that close!!! when has josh ever touched a human being!!!! but also he laughs because he's not sorry]

Oops. Too much?

[sylfied]

[ ah, there he is. The asshole. ]

I'm sore and tired, and if you get any closer, I will latch onto you like a pillow. Probably. Fair warning.

[ Instead of "yes, too much". Okay, Fie. ]

[vipmix]

[that actually makes him take a step back, though he tries to cover it by brushing hair out of his face in a faux-casual manner]

No thank you. I'd rather not get sweaty by association.

[sylfied]

[ she is definitely faintly smirking now. Nice try, punk. ]

I thought not. I did warn you.

[vipmix]

And I'm very grateful for it.

[he says, looking wary]

[sylfied]

You should probably get going before I can't hold my tiredness at bay anymore.

[ Fie says. Very seriously. ]

[vipmix]

You know, there are subtler ways of making me leave.

[sylfied]

You and I both know I don't do subtle.