[Invite] Building Kalliste

[Kumori]

	HP 100% Regen 5HP every 5s MP 100% Regen 5MP every 5s	Kumori :: Level 71 :: Assassin Armor: Cuirass of Shadows with Cloak of Darkness Main Weapon: Night’s Kiss by 黒 with Nectar Scabbard and Alvan Blade by 黒 Quick Slot: Heaven's Wrath by 黒 Other: Something
WC: 807	Tags: ?	Skills: Skill name

(OOC: Dwarf. Make me a hot chocolate!)

Her acceptance was quite shocking as he hadn’t expected her to outright give her approval of the guild. Sometimes it was difficult to join in on a group of people that one had just met, especially when two of the members were the strongest adventurers in Londinium. The assassin nodded and smiled after recovering from his shock. “If that is your answer…” he started saying as he began bringing up the system menu to invite the druid into the guild, “Mab, I, the guild leader of Aeryn, bid you welcome to your new family.” With the formalities away and her acceptance officially in the system, Ryuu smiled at Tobin and Kyuu. “Looks like my duties as guild master will now increase. Once our newbies are trained up, we will make a party from our own guild, with possibly a few outsiders. Look for potential additions to our party,” he said. Two tanks, two strikers, one support, two healers. That was the ideal for a medium to large size group. Well, that aside, it was something that he would have to worry about later. The main thing to focus on was getting Mab situated and up to par. And also, it was to get this restaurant running as soon as possible.

It was quite funny to see the dwarf react to the druid’s comment about the tea. “I wished you’d be able to feel the effects of the depressants… but instead, you run up and down the walls no matter what you drink,” he jabbed at Tobin. The friendly banter, it was as if they were old friends. Ryuu let out a snicker. “Maybe I should feed you something with sleeping pills… that might work!” he said.

After receiving a cup, he decided to pour each of the teas in the cup at separate times and sample each of them. Ryuu sipped each one slowly. He hated extremely hot things, so he tended to let it cool down or sip it slowly. He did the latter as to drink the essence of the tea. Teas were best taken at its ideal temperature, dependent on the tea. He enjoyed tea, both normal tea and sweetened tea. He drank black coffee on occasion in order to be a bit healthier in the real world. After he gave his thumbs up of approval, the assassin put it back down to allow it to cool.

After the tea tasting was over with, he decided to give him a Cup-o-cino. He looked at the art that the dwarf attempted to make, but what he received was a phallic imagery that he wanted out of his head. “You did this on purpose…” he said bluntly, looking up at the dwarf. He sighed and shook his head as he grabbed a spoon and reworked the art so it no longer looked like a phallus. After finishing the design for himself, he drank it and nodded. “Good work, dwarf… I guess it’s a good thing I haven’t kicked you out, yet,” he said jokingly.

And now it was the samurai. It was typical that she didn’t like it when he bossed people around, and well, that was Ryuu’s nature. He was a businessman after all, so trying to stop him from being himself was difficult. But what he said made sense. When she started making the dishes, Ryuu simply sat at the stool waiting for her to tell him what to do. Welp, he shouldn’t have thought about it because she pushed a cauldron into his arms and demanded him to make rice. Ryuu looked at the cauldron and then at Kyuu. She turned away towards Mab and spoke to her in a nicer manner. Oh, she was going to get it later. Ryuu smirked and let out a snicker under his breath, but he did not complain. He stood from the stool and began putting several cups of rice into the cauldron. It was a pretty large cauldron, but a cauldron nonetheless. Ryuu made sure to wash the rice by putting water into the cauldron and then doing his best to empty the cauldron without allowing any of the rice to fall out. He did this several times until the water was clear. It was a typical Asian thing to wash rice, or at least this was his upbringing. After doing so, he put in water until it reached the level where it passed his first join when he placed his fingertip on the surface of the rice level. After doing so, he covered the cauldron and would stir once in a while. It had been a long time since he had cooked rice the old-school way, but it wasn’t something that he was unaware of. He had done so a lot.

“Spam and eggs! Everyone loves spam and eggs… and soy sauce!” he suggested.

[Mab]

	Mab:: Level 31 :: Druid Armor: Windsor Antiqua Leather Armor (Lv5) Main Weapon: Windsor Antiqua Staff (2H - Lv5) Quick Slot: Heartbeat Healing Summon: Wolf Pup
WC: 504	Tags: Tobin @dindeen Kumori	Skills: none used

Feeling good about the food, she leaned backwards a little. Looking at the people that were now her guild members. Or as kumori said her family. Mab just stayed silent for a second like a deer caught in the headlights. She felt emotional, but did not want to cry in front of these people right now. So instead she did not move an inch. She just took it all in. Mab’s silence was unusual. She did not know what to say. Mab never not know what to say, or rather she had always something to say. At this moment she was speechless. Something that would probably not happen soon again. The guild members should probably treasure this moment too.

It was Tobin who saved the silence as he made tea for Mab to taste. That was good because it allowed her to keep her eerie silence a little longer. Something buzzed through her interface. The guild invite which she needed to accept was quickly dealt with and Mab continued sipping on her tea. She had forgotten that she was supposed to taste it and give feedback. It was tea. Something she knew and trusted, it tasted like tea, therefore it was tea. Mab had a particular bias against coffee. She distrusted coffee. Coffee was too bitter, and well it just tasted funny. Mab would not even touch a cuppa o cino. Last time she drank something she did not like it ended up in a semi bar brawl. That might have had something to do with the fact that she had flung the drink from the bar into the streets. Mab most surely did not wish to have such an outcome today. It seemed drink flinging was a reflex, not a thought out action plan.

The moment of silence passed as Caerbannog started ordering people around. Or so it seemed. Cooking rice... something Mab had never done before. Grateful for the task as it meant she could leave the awkward moment behind her she looked around at what was needed.

Mab always did want to ask the samurai what “rjuuwnie” meant. The druid had heard Caerbannog use it before and had been curious about it... the way she said it made it sound like a posession.... But Mab expected it had something to do with Kumori. As he seemed to respond to the title... or name? Mab did not believe that it was a bad word, as no one got angry or insulted. It was maybe a foreign word. Caer at one time had said to be from German and Japanese descent. The thing was, to the only English speaking Mab it was impossible to guess where the word came from.

Helping Caer’s “rjuuwnie” did not seem possible. The guild leader had taken care of the rice mostly on his own before the girl could even ask how she could help. Mab just silently stood to the side. She watched how he was working. Mab loved working, she could watch it for hours. Mab allowed herself to enjoy the moment with these people. Each nice in their own way, and it seemed like fun to get to know them better.

[Tobin]

(OOC: Applogies, I had a lot to write about. BREWING FOR THE WIN)


Word count: 1130

"What I meant with the puddin' is that even if ya don't wanna use it, there are certain spices ya can. The spice boys, 2013, ran a program a while back of how they used spices to change around English dishes, call it the sugar in ya tea if ya will."

The dwarf allowed a singular eyebrow to perk up, his voice less blemished by the heavier northern accent than usual. He wasn't recommending black pudding back on the dish at all, Though he couldn’t argue with the foam mustache quivering on the girls upper lip. The Dwarf was smiling though; one couldn't say he was dissatisfied with the result and with the satisfaction of everyone around the table. Another comment about drinking made him chuckle, he had a good retort for that.

“Firstly, funneh enou it’s a class feature tha’ bein’ drunk makes me better, secondly, one of the cuppas was spiked.”

Tobin gave a deadpan stare that lasted a couple of seconds, his mouth slacked and he toppled backwards, only to summersault onto the table with a sly wink. Well, at least that what he intended to do, instead he went too far and fell behind the counter with a loud crash. Thankfully it was just the floor and the dwarf that got hurt; the floor was tough enough to take 3 Tobin’s pressure without cracking.

“Gahh, I jest, I dun’t do tha’.”

Came the reply as a hand crept onto the counter, now clad with a white glove. Before he pulled himself up with a chuckle, the dwarf now clad with lacy black fabric on his shoulders and sporting a dapper, red ascot tie to cover his “cleavage”. The dwarf had fast changed into a maids outfit that mirrored Caers’. A black dress that wrapped around his side with a great gash down the middle, showing off manly dwarf abs and crisscrossed with white lace to keep it in, though thankfully the black and red stripped skirt started up at the waist. While it might have looked extremely seductive on a woman, on a dwarf it was difficult to know where exactly to look. At the very least this outfit seemed made for a man of his stature, so at least it wasn’t extremely tight.

“Coooieee Ryu-Sampai, Mab-Chan and Sispa, Doie I look MOEieee in dis.”

He did his best impression of a giggle as he fiddled with the imitation tiara. Before he turned and set out 3 mugs, fetchin’ three mugs and a small jug, he sighed. The hot chocolate wouldn’t be too hard to make, first he got milk and put in the jar then he put the steaming tube in deep to the milk, after wiping off remaining residue and waited. The process itself was simple and remarkably similar to brewing an expresswatnow, two key differences, firstly the steamer was inserted deep into the opaque fluid as not to form foam while heating, the second was that he didn’t want the milk to be too hot either, as hot chocolate tended to have a softer heat as if not to butcher the flavour.

-He talks too much about kicking me out. How wonderful.-

-Oi, daft punk, ya can stop that funk now.-

The dwarf chuckled to himself, hadn’t even received the memo that the café was a guild venture. In any case the dwarf found himself straining his ears to hear the subtle changes in the milk as it noise properties changed gradual, there was a certain din that represented the optimal temperature, but where exactly? As he was listening out for this, the question addressed about Spam made him pause and he began to talk, occasionally dipping his finger into the milk mixture, having settled on using this milk as part of a dummy batch to try and find that sweet spot.

“Spam is kinda lika bacon substitute, kind of goes with everything, specially when ya seerin’ it First oaf all… Ya mentioned sushi? Ya actualleh meanin’ ta fish or usin’ a tha spam as a sub? Not familier wit’ sushi.”

There was a pause as he waited for a reply, and nodded as Ryu spoke. What he said made sense. He dipped his finger again and drew his finger out just as quickly, quietly cursing. That was way too hot, around 50 seconds? 40 would be better, with a scratch of his head he poured the boiled milk down the sink and started again, while he had a lot to ramble out about it was done as he was working.

“Fair enou, spam ‘n’ egg ‘n’ spam ‘n’seaweed ‘n’ spam, spam, spam, maybe scramble the egg white in the rice ta make it fluffeh n nice, take the ‘olk out ‘n’ put et in’ ta sushi, ‘n’ spam, spam, spam. Ya might even have three sushi bars, one wrapped with tha’ seaweed stuff, ‘nother in spam n another with the egg ‘oke inside. Ofa tastes? Ya problableh know tha’ fish stuff bettur then I, cold fish nevar been fancy of mine, but otherwise ya would treat spam as ya would bacon. Serve it on the side as a savoury treat “

With that he pulled the flask down and let it form a small foam layer before he switched it off, pouring the milk mixture into a cup, he then proceeded to add the coco powder in, though he seemed somewhat disappointed, normally the syrups would be better. Perhaps that was something to home brew.

“Extras?”

With that he would repeat the process, he would probably experiment with the exact texturing later, though the additional extras, such as cream and what not would be left to the eye of the beholder, the customer.

“Wait till ‘fter ya eaten to drink tha’, it’s a ‘eavy drink.”

Then, after the hot chocolates came the simplest beverage, that he achieved by filling the water boiler up to capacity and waiting, and he grasped a large tea pot, 4 litre of tea and put 5 teabags in it before piping in the boiling water. The dwarf then picked up a 2kg bag of sugar and, with a mildly curious glance at it, shrugged, slit the entire bag and poured all the white ice in and then proceeded to seal the pot up. There was no need to stir as it would likely brew to equilibrium eventually. Though exactly what it would taste like he wouldn’t know until it was finished and cooled, much like brewing beer. That would be served later.

At this point he would clamber back over the table, the shirt thankfully came up to dwarf’s knees, so there would be no further nasty surprises and he would sigh as he pulled himself up into a stool. Yes, the author really wanted brewing AP.

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OOC - Objectives: Arrange furniture and fixtures in the cafe. Create a menu for the cafe. Finalize by throwing dwarf. Helpers: Mab Tobin Kumori Word Count: 310 OOC Notes: Please RP suggesting the items that you suggested in this OOC thread.	Caerbannog was focused on what she wanted to do, and only had a list of ingredients in her mind. She looked momentarily at the dwarf and noticed that he became a shoujo manga heroine, what with the maid outfit, but thought nothing odd of it. Mab was in high spirits, as always, but Ryuu seemed to be hogging all the work. “Ryuu-nii, let Mab help,” she said bluntly to the guild leader. Rice was a key ingredient in what she wanted to make: spam sushi. A fusion of east and west, she was fortunate to have found some fellow chefs who created simple things based on Japanese cuisine, such as nori wrappings and fish cakes. The latter was to be used for the other dish that she had in mind. It also required a serving of rice, and so the chef thought to work on it at that same time as the spam sushi. Japan had its own kind of curry, a slightly sweet one with just the right amount of spiciness. Instead of chunks of beef, seasoned ground beef was to be shaped into burger patties. Didn’t Mab like hamburger? Caerbannog hoped that the druid would like her sweet curry too. “Are you done helping Ryuu-nii?” the samurai asked Mab, “If you are, please slice some fish cakes.” A long, white tube of fish cake, called kamaboko in Japan, was handed over to the druid. Caerbannog then set down a small chopping board and a knife on the counter where Mab could work on the thing. Instead of the usual ‘uzumaki’ or ‘spiral’ design though, the kamaboko that Caer handed over to the druid had a puppy paw print design. It was going to be used for her curry, but even though she needed just a little of it, the druid could cut up the whole thing and just save it for later.
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[Kumori]

	HP 100% Regen 5HP every 5s MP 100% Regen 5MP every 5s	Kumori :: Level 71 :: Assassin Armor: Cuirass of Shadows with Cloak of Darkness Main Weapon: Night’s Kiss by 黒 with Nectar Scabbard and Alvan Blade by 黒 Quick Slot: Heaven's Wrath by 黒 Other: Something
WC: 276	Tags: ?	Skills: Skill name

Ryuu looked at Mab who did nothing but stay silent. The assassin tilted his head. He knew it’d be weird to pat her head as she was a lot taller than he was, but he smiled. He let everyone revel in the moment, but the silence would’ve soon become awkward. The assassin opened his mouth to speak. “You’re among family now, Mab… We’re here to comfort you and to be there when you need us… Don’t be afraid to be yourself,” he said. Whether she decided to cry or not, he’d let the samurai deal with her if she decided to show any emotions that it wouldn’t be proper for him to respond to.

Ryuu still shook his head at the dwarf for wearing something like that. A maid uniform? Really? I mean, couldn’t he be a bit more sensible. He was still a part of Aeryn. He sighed, but he shrugged. “You’re not cute… and you’re not seductive, dwarf…” he said plainly to him, “you don’t even look moe,”

It took him a while for him to realize that he hadn’t let Mab help him. Ryuu then instructed her. He handed her a large wooden cooking spoon. “Here, use this and stir the rice occasionally so it won’t burn at the bottom. Make sure you move the rice from the bottom to the top. Do this until all the water boils out, okay?” he said. After she did that, she was called by the samurai again to help with the fish cake. He took back the spoon and nodded. “Go ahead and help her. It’ll be more interesting than watching a pot of rice boil.”

[Mab]

	Mab:: Level 31 :: Druid Armor: Windsor Antiqua Leather Armor (Lv5) Main Weapon: Windsor Antiqua Staff (2H - Lv5) Quick Slot: Heartbeat Healing Summon: Wolf Pup
WC: 457	Tags: @dindeen Tobin Kumori	Skills: none used

The druid just nodded at Kumori’s words. The moment for tears had passed and she had managed to keep them from falling, no need to start now.... Or so Mab decided. Mab’s lack of words surprised her too. She was usually able to say something, however at this time it did not seem needed. She stirred the ladle through the pan. It was probably best she did not touch it longer then she did. Within a few seconds it was hard for even Mab to make water burn. Had she been given more time it was likely she would have succeeded. Caerbannog however had decided on a different job for the girl. The druid turned around to face caer and to see what she needed to do, as she heard the dwarf ask if he was moowie.....

Mab did not know how to answer the dwarf as the girl had no clue what “moowie” meant. She thought about it for a second. And decided on the most appropriate answer.

“Tobin you don’t look like a cow.... but the dress..... really not your color.....”

Mab said trying to keep a straight face. Her feeling the need to cry changed, due to the circumstance. The druid was surprised, she had not thought the dwarf to be the type to be a cross-dresser.

“blimey..... The dwarf is a trap!”

Was the last comment on the subject. Not really knowing what it meant to be called a trap just that it had something to do with cross-dressing. Focussing her attention back to the task at hand she looked at the roll and the knife. Mab carefully started slicing the food roll into slices of cute paws.
The cross-dressing dwarf however had more or less grabbed her attention, there were questions. Where did he get the outfit, was he wearing this outfit underneath his clothes, why would one want to.....

“OWCH OOOH GOD DA@^!!@sonnofa...@@!KICK YOU IN THE NU...!??/!?”

The vulgarities the British girl spew out as she managed to cut deeply into her finger fell silent only because out of reflex she had stuck the heavily bleeding index finger into her mouth. That hurt. She had not been paying proper attention, as such she had just been cutting the round thing, like she would a cucumber. The slices were probably thrice as thick as needed or wanted. The questions she had for the dwarf had distracted her focus from her work and as such had not moved her finger away and cut deeply into it with the kitchen knife. Because of her panic she had forgotten she would have probably easily been able to cure this wound, however right now that was the furthest thought from her mind. She stamped around, trying to walk off the initial pain.

[Tobin]

Word Count: 343

"I'M A TRAP, CAN'T REPELL FLAVOUR OF THIS MAGNITUDE!"

Was the only response he could muster as the dwarf gave a booming laugh and absorbed the atmosphere like a sponge. It didn't make sense, but nor did it have to. The assassin seemed to have a choice few words again, the draw gave an amused eyebrow as the humour was as wet as a desert but Dwarf did what Dwarf do.

"Hohoho! Is tha' so? So ya prefur dem tight, Oni-Chan? I cun do tha'."

The dwarf took a deep breath into expand his chest, and at the same he tensed his dwarf muscles. As a resort the fabric was drawn taut, only the frail looking string seemed to prevent Tobin from erupting outwards like a He-Mans Fantasy. For a monk of his level where training of every inch of his body was paramount, doing that was a trivial task. Yes, there was probably a joke there too, somewhere.

"Beside, Ya think ya look butter in et than I do? Put one on, I'm sure ya make a beautiful woman, dun't ya two ladies agree?"

The breath was released as he spoke, ending the specitical as soon as it started. A rumbling chuckle swiftly cut short by a scream, the dwarf looked over a raised eyebrow; surely he hadn't been quite THAT horrifying. Though the flicker of a familiar red made his smile flicker out as he rose to his feet, a eyebrow of concern quickly turned to a light frown, then a chuckle. He would let one of the other two deal with the cursing. Can't have a ****ing 14 year old cursing like a mother****ing sailor now, ya insensitive bastards.

"Can't ya heel a wound lik' tha' with ya druid magic?"

With that the dwarf sat back down and took a gentle sip of the hot chocolate, there were three other hot chocolates set at the table at this point. He would wait until this meal had been prepared before he applied the toppings. The customer always knew best after all.

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OOC - Objectives: Arrange furniture and fixtures in the cafe. Create a menu for the cafe. Finalize by throwing dwarf. Helpers: Mab Tobin Kumori Word Count: 280 OOC Notes: Please RP suggesting the items that you suggested in this OOC thread.	While trying to avoid the distractions around her, Kyuu did her best to focus and work on the curry that she had to make. She first set a pan and a pot upon some stoves; the pan for the spam dish and the pot for the curry. Using a particular blend of spices which she acquired from fellow adventuring chefs, the girl began to cook of a sweet and spicy curry base. She did this by first sautéing some vegetables in the pot: carrots, onions and little potatoes. Once the vegetables were cooked, the girl added a bit of water and then she dissolved half of a curry block into the mixture. She waited for the base to simmer while to the side, she had two handfuls of salt-and-peppered ground beef ready. In the pan, Kyuu quickly fried some slices of meat which resembled the real-world ‘spam’. Cooking the meat for her spam sushi was quick enough and Kyuu soon set it aside along with some sheets of nori. All that she needed was the steamed rice from Ryuu-nii, and then she could start wrapping up the sushi. As for her curry base, the smell of sweet spices soon filled the room and she knew that her dish was almost ready. Kyuu brought the fire down to its lowest output and then she flattened the handfuls of beef in her hand, creating two beef patties. The chef then put them in the pot and scooped some curry base over them, and once again she left the mixture to simmer. “Aw! Can you heal it?” Caerbannog asked when he heard Mab scream obscenities and it turned out that she had cut herself.
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[Kumori]

	HP 100% Regen 5HP every 5s MP 100% Regen 5MP every 5s	Kumori :: Level 71 :: Assassin Armor: Cuirass of Shadows with Cloak of Darkness Main Weapon: Night’s Kiss by 黒 with Nectar Scabbard and Alvan Blade by 黒 Quick Slot: Heaven's Wrath by 黒 Other: Something
WC: 246	Tags: ?	Skills: Skill name

Did he just flex in his dress? Like it wasn’t bad enough seeing him in a dress, he had to see the entirety of the dwarf’s figure outlined by the dress. He shuddered and then turned his head away and put his hands in front of him. “Please, make him stop!” he begged, trying to remove the image of the dwarf’s practically naked body from his mind.

“Ha! Like you’d ever get me to wear a dress..” he said. He would never, ever, in his sober mind, wear a dress willingly, no less a maid outfit. Oh HELL NO! That was never going to happen, if Ryuu could help it.

It wasn’t until then that the druid had cursed and yelled out several obscenities. He looked up only to see her finger in her mouth. It was obvious she had just cut her finger. The two other members of the guild were quite insensitive to the fact that she had cut her finger, though to be honest, it was to be expected, since they’ve been in this life for so long. Regardless, though, he took out a few of his tailor materials and took her hand gently and wrapped the finger with the cloth. He looked at Mab and smiled. “Don’t worry… it’ll heal in a minute or two. Just don’t think about it for now… you’ll be okay,” he said. Ryuu then went back to overseeing the rice cook, and o how boring it was.

[Mab]

	Mab:: Level 31 :: Druid Armor: Windsor Antiqua Leather Armor (Lv5) Main Weapon: Windsor Antiqua Staff (2H - Lv5) Quick Slot: Heartbeat Healing Summon: Wolf Pup
WC: 262	Tags: @dindeen Tobin Kumori	Skills: none used

Mab realized it before anyone else could say it even, yep she probably could have healed the cut herself. She just did not think of it, as she was surprised by the cut, even more so as she had not held a knife in a kitchen as long she could remember, people kept pulling it out of her hands before she could try to cut stuffs. Well that was back home. Here she had never even tried to cook. There were vendors and people that were really good at that stuff. Mab never even contemplated trying to make her own food. Now she found a reason why. Kitchen appliances and knives hated her. Mab was convinced of that. The knife had done it on purpose. She glared at the spiteful knife, for cutting her like that.

"Thanks!"

Mab said to Kumori.

The dwarf looked well.... ridiculous was the best word she could find. But he was able to make a nice tasting drink.... She walked over to the table and sat down next to him. Her finger now neatly covered in cloth thanks to the assassin just throbbed uncomfortably. That was alright though because Mab had another hand left to grab a mug of hot coco. She took a sip and nodded appreciatively towards the dwarf.

“Good stuff!”

She added as comment to the coco. It tasted just right. Mab was dragging her feet.... She did not want to go back into the kitchen. That knife was still laying there.... Mab could feel the thing glaring at her, or so she imagined.

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OOC - Objectives: Arrange furniture and fixtures in the cafe. Create a menu for the cafe. Finalize by throwing dwarf. Helpers: Mab Tobin Kumori Word Count: 255 OOC Notes: Please RP suggesting the items that you suggested in this OOC thread.	A few more minutes into that day and the curry was done. Caerbannog prepared the curry rice meal complete with a scoop of rice which just then had just finished cooking, combined in a plate with the curry base and the beef patties to create a cute dish. Lastly, she put Mab’s badly-cut fish cakes to finish it off. Though there was still some work to be done in the kitchen, the samurai was anything but a chef from hell. Instead of ordering the other girl around, she set the plateful of curry in front of the druid and pointed at it. “You helped make it!” the wolf-hair beamed proudly. There was a hot-and-sweet blend of herbs and spices; Japanese curry was different in the regard if compared to the original ones further in central Asia. It was not as tough on the taste buds as any Indian or Thai dish. The beef patties, notably, had the full flavor of beef but it was easy to chew and digest, possibly even for children. Caerbannog had no idea how old or young Mab actually was, but she hoped that the design of the dish and its taste would be appreciated by her fellow female. Upon Ryuu’s declaration regarding a dress though, the samurai quickly shifted her attention to the dwarf and then to the assassin. “I think Ryuu-nii would look absolutely adorable in a maid outfit!” she exclaimed, with a slight ‘squee’ to her tone and a wide smile on her face. Would you deny her that happiness, Ryuu? WOULD YOU?!
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