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cocktailparty2013-11-25 01:06 am
dieharder) wrote in cocktailparty2013-11-25 01:06 am
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Dude you're going way too fast
SO HOW DOES IT WORK?
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Taken from someone who took it from someone who took it from someone I don't even know anymore. TOOK IT FROM THE MEME COMM.
Euphemia li Britannia | Code Geass
[There's a princess in your midst, Altaciere High, and one that is determined to fit in to the rest of the crowd. Somewhat.
Okay, so her giant ballroom gowns and bright pink hair don't exactly help in that regard, earning her many curious looks from the local kids. But one thing that Euphie's realized is that a number of them are (fairly) self-sufficient, something she unfortunately isn't.
So, in an attempt to become a little more normal, a little less princess-like, she's doing some very brash things like experimenting with cooking recipes. Locked inside the Home Ec. room after classes, Euphemia's been flipping through books trying to find the perfect, and simple, baking recipe. Even if she has a mother-figure here, she should try and help out a little.
...
The mixing and the preparations go in order, and aside from making a mess with the flour and eggs, the batter looks okay and everything makes it into the oven. It's only when the timer is halfway done, that she starts to smell something burning...]
Oh... oh no. No, no! Don't burn on me!
option b;
[So this whole living like a normal teen thing has been working out well over the past few weeks. Euphemia's learned a few things, gained a few friends and acquaintances, and even got a small part time job. The Library honestly looked like it needed a hand or two the few times she's dropped in, and Euphemia's been finding herself adapting to the needs of the job fairly quickly. It wasn't like issuing out orders or going over concerns of certain peoples, but that was okay with her. She could live with this job.
Sitting at the front desk, she's shuffling and sorting around some recently returned books. At the sound of someone approaching, she looks up, a quiet smile on her face.]
Good afternoon! Do you need help with anything?
Option a;
Opening the door proves that there's at least one other student around, but it seems pretty clear she needs a helping hand. Walking over to the worrying girl, Ranka helpfully locates and then holds out a pair of oven mitts.]
If you take them out now maybe we can still save them. It's worth a try!
[She doesn't have enough information to figure out why they're burning just yet, but that can be determined after they're taken out of the heat.]
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R-Right!
[Hurriedly and a little unceremoniously, she takes the oven mitts and opens the oven, unleashing a wave of smoke from the appliance. Waving a hand around and retrieving the muffin tray, she coughs quite a bit but can't see the state of the muffins. Unfortunately, they're burnt and blackened and may be unsavagable.]
They certainly don't smell very pleasant...
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Maybe they'll taste better than they look?
[Even as she says this, she knows it's futile but it's not like she can just outright compare them to charcoal, that'd be mean!]
What were you trying to make? Maybe if we work together we can figure out what went wrong.
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Perhaps, but we have to wait until they cool down. [Considering that they were still smoking a bit, she doesn't want anyone to get any burns while eating something awful.]
Blueberry muffins. The recipe seemed simple enough, but I'll admit, I haven't bake a lot of foods before.
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[While she's not the most amazing cook ever, Ranka is fairly sell sufficient when it comes to household things. Her brother tries, but there's only so much he can do.]
b!
Since it's a place she tends to frequent, she's seen Euphie plenty of times, although she isn't exactly the most sociable and has yet to really make an attempt at friendship. Especially when she's so absorbed in her musing. She approaches the front desk holding a book in her hands: the first in a series of fantasy novels (one she had only just checked out to read yesterday; she's already finished with it). ]
I was wondering—would you happen to have the next book in this series? I can't seem to find it anywhere on the shelves.
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Nonetheless, she gets a warm smile and accepts the book, glancing at the series name and the author. Hmm, nothing she recognizes from the few books she has taken out before, but the cover did look interesting.]
I think we should. Let me just check quickly for you. [The database system was simple enough to use and through punchig in the author name, she quickly finds it.] Oh, we definitely should! Some people have moved books around when they change their mind. Would you like some help in finding it?
B hello
Good afternoon. [He hasn't seen her before; was she new?] I'm looking for this book, and I'd like to ask if you have other copies of it. [He slides a small, folded piece of paper onto the desk. On it is written the title of a law book, in neat printed letters.]
Well helllllooooo there :3
Taking the paper, she purses her lips and glances over at the computer. It's a title she doesn't recognize off-hand, so its definitely not a new teen blockbuster or anything.] Let me just check quickly, sir.
[And with a few taps of the keyboard, she manages to find it, only to bit her lip gently.] I'm sorry, but it looks like there's only one copy left right now, sir. Are you sure it wasn't on the shelf?
'Sup
[He waits patiently, until she speaks up again. In reply to her question, he nods.]
Yes, I'm quite sure.
just staring at this game. it's tempting meeee 83
She gets up, an apologetic smile all over her face.] Then... perhaps I can help you look? Books sometimes get lost and put back in the wrong sections.
GOOD.