w2 sunday night curry group

[clockpunk]

[ so after all that and just Everything In General chrono has commandeered the kitchen and is just fucken

going to town on a ridiculous amount of vegetables. there's already two piles of meat off to one side before anyone else arrives - one beef, one chicken - as well as rice cooking, which is giving off a fresh, enticing smell. chrono barely looks up unless spoken to.

his kitchen skills are practiced, methodological, clearly someone who has done this many times before. though maybe not commonly at this sheer volume.

you can pop in early to help with the preparation, or arrive later when the scent of spices and onions and meat has started overtaking the building. up to you!! feel free to talk amongst yourselves as well. ]

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[clockpunk]

[ zhongli walks in just as chrono pops open one of the rice cookers to check on it. steam goes everywhere, but it smells lovely. ]

You any good with a knife that's not on the end of a stick?

[dijun]

[ there's a pause of consideration, but not necessarily for the food or chrono. like he's mulling over something.

but then, he undoes the cuffs of his nice dress shirt with his gloved hands and starts to roll them up. it's just - there's not the faintly tanned skin underneath as he does. it seems golden? ]

I am, in fact. Cooking is one of the skills I have on the phone - albeit I am not as talented as Jiaoqiu and Basilio, you may put me to work where you need me, Chrono.

[clockpunk]

[ chrono chooses to not actively mention that he was primarily distracted by zhongli's age when perusing the profiles. ]

Hey, same here. Guess we match. Can you handle the potatoes? 2cm cubes [ holds his fingers apart to demonstrate ] that's alright.

[ it's then he glances at zhongli's hands, and breathes a surprised laugh. ]

You've got one hell of a mystical tan line goin' on.

[dijun]

[ fair enough, chrono. ]

That will be easy. I will peal some more if Akihiko doesn't quite have enough of them prepared, but will prioritize that.

[ everyone who comes into the kitchen at any point is free to observe this, because he's not hiding it - he rolls his sleeves up to just past his elbows, then pulls off his gloves, revealing what he hasn't shown in strip check. ]

Not so much a tan line.

[clockpunk]

I'm tryin' to get Laurence to learn the peeling part too, if you wanna help him.

[ woah. cool. he nods in some sort of acknowledgement, but seems unsurprised. ]

I did say mystical. Adeptus stuff, huh.

[dijun]

Cooking is a skill that is wise to cultivate, I find. It will do him some good to learn.

[ might make him feel more useful and give him a distraction when it's Bad, too. ]

Mm, that's correct. A source of my discomfort, before, when we were asked to strip. But I think it's time to break that habit.

[clockpunk]

[ that's exactly what chrono's doing, so!!! ]

Hate to break it to you, Zhongli, but I think the profiles gave away the whole "not human" stuff way before this. [ nodding. ] Startin' here's a good way to ease into showin' it, right?

[dijun]

Oh, no, I am aware. But when you've held onto a habit for hundreds of years, it's hard to break it overnight.

[ once his hands are washed, he takes the pealed potatoes and starts to deftly cut them down into the sizes chrono wants, all familiar and deft motions with the knife on the board. ]

[clockpunk]

Sure, I get it.

[ sort of. not the hundreds of years part, but. habits.

his eyebrows rise, impressed, at the knife skills. ]

Woah, nice. What kinda stuff do you usually cook?

[outdistanced]

[ this is a group pc but you can ignore him he's just jumpscared by whatever is happening with peepaw's arms ]

[dijun]

[ no you're welcome to see them and comment. ]

[outdistanced]

[ ok then time to be nosy ]

Is that an adeptus thing...?

[dijun]

We each have our own attributes, but these are mine, yes.

[ said while he's neatly tucking his gloves into his back pocket. ]

... I had grown used to concealing them, but perhaps it's time to break that habit. Miss Maomao has been the only one to see them until now.

[outdistanced]

Because you were trying to hide what you were back home?

[dijun]

Yes, for hundreds of years. A very old habit that sees little reason to be maintained now.

[outdistanced]

Because none of us are from your world, anyway.

...Is it really just your skin, but in a different color?

[ is it like demiflora hair is what he means ]

[apoisoncary]

[ not part of this but ]

[dijun]

[ raises his golden hand in a hello, but also quiet amusement. ]

[apoisoncary]

[ lifting up her hand in return to say hi. she won't interrupt, but she will be watching him work with interest ]

[dijun]

[ he's just vibing and at least seems used to maomao's keen eye and observation. ]

[apoisoncary]

[ she will wait for the conversation to die down about his arms before she speaks ]

It looks like you won't need more to look you over anymore.

[ while she does feel a little something about that, it also means he's feeling more comfortable which is good ]

[ziosar]

[Akihiko isn't jumpscared but he sure notices!]

You're full of surprises, aren't you.

[dijun]

Being as old as I am, I should hope that I have quite a few things up my sleeves.

Literal and figurative.

[ziosar]

Will any of those secrets and tricks be good for the curry?

[Nah, he has full belief Zhongli can do it. If he could make that good meat dish from Thursday, then he also can help Chrono make some really excellent curry]

[dijun]

A few, yes. I am not as good a cook as Jiaoqiu and Basilio - I would rather eat their food than cook my own, to tell you the truth - but I have dabbled in it for some time, now.

[ he takes one of akihiko's potatoes to start cutting up into the pieces that chrono wants, quick but careful. ]

I tend to be a bit too meticulous for cooking for large groups without a few adeptal tricks.