11-02-2014, 03:55 AM
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Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Wales
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Meinir Ellis Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurora "Rory" Archer Hufflepuff Fourth Year | ~Astro HW ~Post 3 Little Fox | ½ of Lauralie | Ravenclaw...?? *overthinks* | #HouseNATARINA SPOILER!!: Gabe, quit ignoring us Quote:
Originally Posted by Govoni ...........Ignoring. YES, ignoring.
Collecting ingredients wasn't the issue in Gabriel's case. He'd thought ahead...opting to be prepared instead of out of luck. He'd carried a sack in with him, spelled with an undetectable expansion charm; mostly spices and fresh pumpkin from a special stock he kept.
For emergencies.
Anyway, the homework included two parts: a purée form and then a freeze dried ice cream. Both of Gabe's would incorporate said fresh pumpkin...and hopefully he wouldn't catch the kitchen on fire....because, LOGICALLY, cooking was just like potions...and potions were mostly attributed by patience and careful procedure.
WHILST BY HIMSELF....ahem, AHEM....Gabe could properly focus....and since he was going to start with the purée, that meant mixing the pumpkin filling first. After organizing his ingredients and noting everything there was to note....the mixing began.
.............and the ignoring continued. There was not much Clara could do right now. If she'd prepared herself, as it seemed Gabe had, she wouldn't be having this problem. Now she was stuck with the issue of having very few ingredients, no plan, no cooking skills and no preferable way of getting help. A large part of her refused to ask for Gabe's help while the smaller part was telling her that she would be stupid not to.
So, of course, she was going to listen to the large part.
....................... SIGH.
Gabe, hear that? That meant that she WANTED to converse but was NOT going to speak first. So, please speak. He was in the wrong, after all. Sort of. Maybe. Maybe not. The details didn't matter. What mattered was the now and how much she was suffering in the now. Clara glanced up to look at him, her expression unreadable ... though her eyes probably screamed 'help me'. |
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