Fish and Chips [Event] [O]

[Malavain]

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After a few hours of rude yelling, it was up. The girl let out a soft sigh, and smiled gently, if only to herself. The stall, painted in a bright red colour, with a banner, was rather simple; a stand to walk up to, and the cooking area maintained by a fence around it. The girl adjusted her hat, and made sure she had plenty of supplies; her cousins had graciously hunted, and since the recipe for making normal food was well known, the girl could make a variety of snack foods. After all, she had picked up the sub-class of chef. Actually, she wanted to bring some touch of home to everyone here; and well, some of them weren't british, but it would still be something that most knew.

Malavain was running a fish and chips stand. Simply put, she got her family to fish for her, and bring those said fishes in.. and then some potatoes. Of course, the stand was crawling with red-heads, yelling, shouting, and laughing at each other. Everyone seemed to be more then happy with each other, as the girl would be the one doing the cooking; why was she the only one with the darn chef class, was beyond her. So they had made a really quick stall, and then the work she had to do was immense. If anybody else tried to make it, it would turn into black gunk, which made her sad. She didn't like black gunk, so she had to multi-task.

Another breath; she could do this! As the stall was open, the girl waited for the first customer; at least, she could pre-prepare some fishes and fries. Actually, it would be a good idea to start some of it cooking; as such, she had some cooking, and the smell would probably start mixing out with the other shops. But.. Malavain wasn't the nicest of people of course, but her cousins had all been on board when she suggested this kind of stall. After all, how can you have stalls, but no fish and chips right!?! That was like having a festival in Japan and no candy apples, or a festival in Canada and no maple syrup! It was an insane type of thought, and well, that's why she wanted this stall.

Well not just that, but maybe she could actually be nice, and not have to be all guarded; after all, she didn't notice it herself, but she was always happy when cooking. So it was almost like her cousins set this up so that someone could make friends with her. The girl hummed, as the sound of the boiling fish and fries was almost soothing to her. If one wandered up to the stall, they'd see a menu; and well it was fairly simple. The side dishes were of course fries, but there was an option for mushy peas if people wanted it. Simple, down to earth, and most of all, familiar to her and the people.

She began to hum a tune she liked hearing a lot, as she could breathe in the smell of the food.

[/b] Open
•Words; 0522
•Music; Scarborough Fair :: Sarah Brightman
•Notes; This is part of the event, from Noon to 2:50pm! [#e13200]
•Credit; PerfectFallacy of Gangnam Style![/div][/ul][/div][/div][/div][/div]

[hops]

Summoned by the smell of fried food, a thick haired lady stumbled her way up to the stall, flopping her upper body onto the counter.

"That smells... really freaking good." She peers over the side at the frying food, soaking in the deliciousness through all her senses. The crisp browning, the heat and smell, the crackling as it cooks. "That... that should be illegal."

She continues to stay there with her torso on the counter of the stall, staring at the food with her mouth open. Blinking slowly.

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[Ace]

“Chinese New Years, eh?” 

Ace muttered under his breath as he was taking a walk around St. Pancras Station, trying to find something interesting in this event. 

Chinese New Year was a traditional event for the Chinese people, it was a kinda famous event among of all Asians; and because it was among of all Asians, Liam found it weird when Elder Tale which was a Britain Server celebrated it. It was kind of odd though seeing it in here.. But well, whatever, It was an event after all, so yea--- “Kick all of the problems in your head and just enjoy the event~” Ace said freely as he kept walking and put both of his hands on the back of his head. 

His eyes were looking around. 

“Man.. Maybe if gramma is here, she will love this event. Haha” Ace’s grand mother was a Chinese, and that’s why Ace was familiar with this stuff. Red colour, lanterns, and fireworks which was going to be held tonight in the midnight, Ace couldn’t wait for the fireworks! How would the fireworks in this world look like, hmm? Oh, also, in this event.. There was only one thing that lack of. That was Dragon and Lion Dance! The Dance was really popular though when Chinese New Year, but what a shame, Ace couldn’t see it this new year, even though he loved it. 

Letting out a sigh, Ace then stopped and looked upward. 

Sniffed sniffed. 

Suddenly--- “Th-this smell…….” Ace’s body turned stiff as stone when he suddenly smelled something, something that made his stomach growled..! “Th-this is……… the smell of fish and chips!!”  He shouted inside of his head, and quickly moved his eyes and--- 

Target locked. 

A stall painted with bright red colour. 

Like a cheetah tried to caught its prey, Ace quickly jumped and dashed forward to the stall. 

“Fish and Chips! Hooo boooy~~ May I taste some,------“ Ace stopped when he turned his eyes to the shop owner. “----O beautiful shop owner that has beautiful blue eyes~?” 

…wait what…….? ..Since when Ace knew how to flirt a girl………? 




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[Malavain]

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As if the smell was a siren, people began to come by. Food that smelled good; of course, the discovery on how to craft the food was already done and all. But Malavain was the first to start this particular classic English food; after all, she longed for it just as much as these guys. Her little sister was at the counter, as she looked at the people that were coming. Malavain patted her head, receiving a happy noise in return. And the first customer? Flopped onto the counter, as if caught in the scent's need for consumption.. and well there was drool too. Maybe it was because it was a festival, or just because it was New Year's, but the sorceress just grinned at the girl, and didn't berate her.

''My, does it really smell that good? I'd hope so, cooking it takes a while.'' she said softly to the girl, her red hair tied at the back of her head, bouncing as she worked. For a playful moment, she stuck out her tongue as she worked, her little sister giggling; and the mark of half-alv was apparent on her tongue as she did so. But of course, the smell wasn't done; it snared another one, as they just ran over to the stall, luckily not bowling over the settled lady on the counter. ''Woah, woah, hold your horses there champ. If you don't want to be set on fire, I'd suggest you'd lose the fresh tongue, and wait your turn. This doesn't cook by itself magically.''

Her tone wasn't per say rude, but it was guarded. The flirtations of the male had instantly put her on her guard, because she still wasn't over her ex, and well let's just say the girl was probably a Tsundere to begin with or something. The girl's blue eye was weary, as she checked the fish. There it was ready, and with a scoop, fresh fries were put into a classic carton. She made two, because lucky for her, she had made enough to start with. With a flourish, the girl slipped one in front of the male, and the other to the woman. ''Luckily for you, I, Malavain, had made enough for the both of you. Now eat me, and tell me how it tastes, I want to make sure I got everything right.''

Of course, she wouldn't say it aloud, but she was sure she got all of the ingredients right, as she already began working on the next batch. There may be more people, or these two might just find themselves so hungry that they wouldn't stop wanting some. Hey, it wouldn't bother her, there was a smile on her face. She liked cooking for others, because filling the stomach of someone is always fun. Actually, that reminded her, she would have to invent something later.. she had ideas, and noted that not very many people would know how to make such a thing. Luckily for her, her mother had been a chef in many disciplines in real life.

But now, the test of how good the food actually was to them, was presented! The girl was a bit nervous.. but excited. If it was good food, then she should keep leveling this class! After all, family would lie to you sometimes.... but customers never would at all. After all, the customers were brutal, because people were brutal see?

[/b] hops Ace
•Words; 0573
•Music; Scarborough Fair :: Sarah Brightman
•Notes; And food has arrived~ <3 [#e13200]
•Credit; PerfectFallacy of Gangnam Style![/div][/ul][/div][/div][/div][/div]

[hops]

Hops... well, she tries to her credit to get her head up off the counter to survey the food, but really just seems to kind of... flop her face down into the carton. There she sits, her head occasionally bobbing as she loudly starts to much and crunch her way through the food inside.

She lifts up a her hand, giving a thumbs up. One can only hope the gesture isn't wasted, for indeed the effort that went into it was momentous. She most certainly does not stop eating to give it, a testament to the meal she's partially shoving face in, mostly devouring.