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[swordboning]

Who: Archer (swordboning), Saber (invisibleair), Rin (codere) and everyone that was invited!
When: November 11th (RIGHT NOW) ~4PM
Where: The Tohsaka Apartment
What: PARTY TIME. Well, a party so Rin can actually make friends since she secretly complains about not having any!
Rating/Warning: nupe

[Cooking for a large amount of people is what Archer was all about. Might as well call him the Chef Heroic Spirit instead of the Blacksmith Heroic Spirit. This guy was a complete pro in the kitchen and completely without complaint!

Tons of food, cake, and nachos and cheese and salsa (don't ask). Serving it was left up to Saber since she was still probably under punishment. Either way, she had to make up for her issues in some way!

So for everyone here, they just had to chill out and wait for Rin to return home. Which should be shortly if she's not trying to be an absolute brat. Which, admittedly, happens sometimes.]



[ooc; Please feel free to make your own threads! The top thread is what I've got for you.]

Comments

[redcinemareel]

[...oh he's serious! It catches Grell off guard for a moment.]

Well...I'm not too fond of strong flavors, you see.

[English dishes hardly have strong flavors.]

[swordboning]

Does that make you the tea and biscuits type?

[redcinemareel]

Why...yes, it does.

[He's scarily accurate!]

[swordboning]

If you can wait about thirty minutes, I'll have something for you.

[Don't mind him as he heads off to the kitchen. Cooking is serious business.]

[redcinemareel]

[She does open her mouth to say something, but she stops herself out of curiosity. Just...what is he planning to prepare?

While she's used to people catering to her whims, this is a first where she didn't have to threaten them with bodily harm. She's left without words. So she'll just mingle with others while he's gone.]

[swordboning]

[He returns a while later with a tray in hand. And yes, it had a cup of tea and English style biscuits. He spent more than a few years in England, he knows all about this stuff.]

Here you go.

[redcinemareel]

[The items are a wonderful sight, and an equally wonderful surprise. She takes the cup, giving the tea a tentative sip before visibly relaxing at the perfectly steeped flavor. No doubt the biscuits would be wonderful as well, so she takes one.]

This is marvelous! Please tell me you cater!

[swordboning]

I'm sorry to destroy your fun but, no. I don't cater. There's enough work to be done as is.

[redcinemareel]

Such a shame! [She does pout a bit but shrugs.] It's to be expected from such quality level skills. You have my thanks, ah, Mister...?

[A bit embarrassing not getting his name yet!]

[swordboning]

You can just call me Archer.

[redcinemareel]

Very well, Archer. Please call me Grell.

How did you become so good at cooking such various dishes? [Takes a bite of the biscuit, enjoying the taste greatly.]

[swordboning]

Experience. Of course, that's what anyone would say. That or talent or a mixture of both. For me, though, experience.

[redcinemareel]

If only we could all be as fortunate on both fronts.

[Her cooking is horrid and she knows it, so she tries to change the subject.]

Your attire is...odd for cooking. Is this only a hobby?

[swordboning]

I'm a fighter first and foremost. I'm cooking because that's also my duty.

[redcinemareel]

There is much respect to be given to those who fight and nourish their comrades.

[swordboning]

No offense but I don't want any respect.

[redcinemareel]

[It isn't often that Grell hears that.]

Oh? May I ask why?

[swordboning]

Personal preference, nothing more. Besides, it's not a request that's difficult to follow.

[redcinemareel]

On the contrary, I seldom give respect to anyone. So I'm not retracting my statement. You can simply not acknowledge it, iff it will help you sleep at night.

[swordboning]

Do me a favor and don't mention that to Rin. She might take the credit upon herself.

[redcinemareel]

[Grell smiles and looks around at the guests.]

And whom may she be?

[swordboning]

Blond hair done in twin tails. Probably confrontational. She's my Master.

[redcinemareel]

[Again with the Master business! What's going on with that?]

Are there more Masters about? Miss Saber was speaking of her own when we first met.

[swordboning]

No, don't be mistaken. Saber and I share the same Master.

[redcinemareel]

[omai]

I've heard of such circles running about, but I hadn't thought I'd encounter one.

[Grell does look to Archer in a new light.]

Looks certainly are deceiving.