Well, we certainly faced far more challenging things working with the Circle. Both of us.
[ konoha might have trouble acknowledging her worth when consistently being surrounded by soldiers and experts in combat, but as far as alisaie is concerned, her skills simply lie in a different arena!!
like cooking. she laughs, light and easy, and reaches to wipe the tears from konoha's face (she has to really get on her tiptoes..) with the cuff of her sleeve. ]
But of course you can. I burned canned soup last night.
Thankfully? it does give Konoha something far more pressing to focus on, and she clutches her own stomach in sympathy, looking past Alisaie into the apartment. Where was her kitchen-]
H- Have you eaten since then? I could make something while we talk, you shouldn't just be subsisting on burnt soup!
[And talks always went better on full stomachs. Right?]
also don't mind the new journal IT'S STILL ME!! my old one was banished to make way for the new one so just pretend her clothing isn't different.. ]
Um.. I may have?
[ honestly, alisaie loves food and does not skip meals purposefully, but she does often find herself busy enough to forget. oops. normally she might chafe at being fussed over, but konoha is.. different, and alisaie knows her well enough to know that it will likely give her more distress not to cook for alisaie, than to deny her. so she acquiesces with a gusty sigh and a slanted smile. ]
But I suppose I am a little hungry, if you've nothing else to do.
[How could she not devote herself to Alisaie for at least a while, when she hasn't seen her for so long? Konoha is totally ready to shoo the shorter woman into the apartment, tapping her hooves in the entrance way to get the dirt off.]
[ okay okay KONOHA WINS.. alisaie would never consider herself a pushover, not in a hundred years, and yet konoha's aggressive kindness will defeat her at every turn tbh. alisaie unlocks the door with a sweep of her watch and steps in, gesturing with a grand sweep of her arm. ]
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[ konoha might have trouble acknowledging her worth when consistently being surrounded by soldiers and experts in combat, but as far as alisaie is concerned, her skills simply lie in a different arena!!
like cooking. she laughs, light and easy, and reaches to wipe the tears from konoha's face (she has to really get on her tiptoes..) with the cuff of her sleeve. ]
But of course you can. I burned canned soup last night.
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[So much that she didn't even have the imagination to come up with such things in her wildest fantasies. Metal worlds, merpeople, ships in space...
But she leans down a little, happily, to meet the warm brush of Alisaie's sleeve, smiling... until she hears what has become of that poor soup.]
... You burned soup?
[That's... really bad.]
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okay fine, judge her, she deserves it, she's not very good in the kitchen.. or doing anything domestic, really. her ears flush a modest pink. ]
Aye. I suppose I lost track of time..
[ but if this will lighten the mood for konoha, she's happy to be a little embarrassed. ]
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Thankfully? it does give Konoha something far more pressing to focus on, and she clutches her own stomach in sympathy, looking past Alisaie into the apartment. Where was her kitchen-]
H- Have you eaten since then? I could make something while we talk, you shouldn't just be subsisting on burnt soup!
[And talks always went better on full stomachs. Right?]
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also don't mind the new journal IT'S STILL ME!! my old one was banished to make way for the new one so just pretend her clothing isn't different.. ]
Um.. I may have?
[ honestly, alisaie loves food and does not skip meals purposefully, but she does often find herself busy enough to forget. oops. normally she might chafe at being fussed over, but konoha is.. different, and alisaie knows her well enough to know that it will likely give her more distress not to cook for alisaie, than to deny her. so she acquiesces with a gusty sigh and a slanted smile. ]
But I suppose I am a little hungry, if you've nothing else to do.
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No, of course not- I'm all yours!
[How could she not devote herself to Alisaie for at least a while, when she hasn't seen her for so long? Konoha is totally ready to shoo the shorter woman into the apartment, tapping her hooves in the entrance way to get the dirt off.]
Where's your kitchen?
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Right this way, my lady.
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Konoha is a gracious winner, at least, and though she takes over Alisaie's kitchen... they have a lot to catch up on.
... And the results are quite delicious.]