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ioduanlogs2018-04-07 07:01 pm
justsomeshrimp) wrote in ioduanlogs2018-04-07 07:01 pm
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Characters: Lobco (justsomeshrimp), Kei (consumeation) and Ilda (ilda)
Date: April 6
Location: Breakwater Wing Room 8
Situation: Hoping to get to know her room mates better, Lobco makes some snacks for them!
Warnings/Rating: None. If anything pops up, I shall edit.
[Lobco had now been here for well over a month.
Much of that time had been spent exploring the city, trying to get as much information out of the natives as she could, and fretting.
Lots and lots of fretting. Fretting over what may become of her witch and fellow familiars, because she could not make 'curfew'. Yet as time passed, and she could not only still feel that connection she that tied her to her witch and the others, but also that it did not weaken, she realized what she feared would not come to be. In retrospect, the shrimp figured she should have realized why her fears would not come to be, and now that she had that reassurance she had allowed herself to think that maybe this 'kidnapping' was a blessing for her.
As such, she would allow herself to calm down and simply make the best of her time here.
That meant perhaps reaching out to those she shared a room with. She had not talked much with Kei or Ilda past their first meetings, due to aforementioned scouring for information but now that her heart was calmed she felt a little guilty about it.
Using the small kitchen located in the wing, Lobco had done one of the things she loves to do the most: cook! Nothing too fancy, as she didn't really know what sort of diets her roommates kept, or what they liked, but she felt that tea and biscuits were always a safe way to go.
Or. Well. She hoped.
Tray in hand she returned to their room and peeked inside, hoping both were still there. To her relief, they were.]
...Kei? Ilda? I made some snacks, if you two would like. I thought maybe we could chat...for no particular reason! Just that it might be nice to get to know each other a little more. [Her confidence was quickly waning as she spoke, but she held out till the end without mumbling or looking away]
justsomeshrimp), Kei (consumeation) and Ilda (ilda)Date: April 6
Location: Breakwater Wing Room 8
Situation: Hoping to get to know her room mates better, Lobco makes some snacks for them!
Warnings/Rating: None. If anything pops up, I shall edit.
[Lobco had now been here for well over a month.
Much of that time had been spent exploring the city, trying to get as much information out of the natives as she could, and fretting.
Lots and lots of fretting. Fretting over what may become of her witch and fellow familiars, because she could not make 'curfew'. Yet as time passed, and she could not only still feel that connection she that tied her to her witch and the others, but also that it did not weaken, she realized what she feared would not come to be. In retrospect, the shrimp figured she should have realized why her fears would not come to be, and now that she had that reassurance she had allowed herself to think that maybe this 'kidnapping' was a blessing for her.
As such, she would allow herself to calm down and simply make the best of her time here.
That meant perhaps reaching out to those she shared a room with. She had not talked much with Kei or Ilda past their first meetings, due to aforementioned scouring for information but now that her heart was calmed she felt a little guilty about it.
Using the small kitchen located in the wing, Lobco had done one of the things she loves to do the most: cook! Nothing too fancy, as she didn't really know what sort of diets her roommates kept, or what they liked, but she felt that tea and biscuits were always a safe way to go.
Or. Well. She hoped.
Tray in hand she returned to their room and peeked inside, hoping both were still there. To her relief, they were.]
...Kei? Ilda? I made some snacks, if you two would like. I thought maybe we could chat...for no particular reason! Just that it might be nice to get to know each other a little more. [Her confidence was quickly waning as she spoke, but she held out till the end without mumbling or looking away]