Koshari Chef: So what were you planning on making for Ryou?
ph33r my rod: I... have no idea. .__.; Something. Maybe cream puffs, since he likes those?
ph33r my rod: (( ...annd I have to brb for a second x.x;; ))
Koshari Chef: [[K ^.^]]
ph33r my rod: (( Gwah, sorry. ^^; Am back now. ))
Koshari Chef: [[No problem ^.^]]
Koshari Chef: ...Ah, have you baked anything since the last time I was there with a fire extinguisher?
ph33r my rod: ...nothing aside from microwavable stuff, no.
ph33r my rod: I learned my lesson the first time. :|
Koshari Chef: I'm a little relieved. Well, I'm going to teach you to cook so that you will be able to cook whatever you like for him.
ph33r my rod: ...yay :D
Koshari Chef: Yes. Yay is right. :)
ph33r my rod: And Isis will start letting me near the stove again... >>;
Koshari Chef: Alright, let's go over the basics, then. What do you know about cooking so far? I know you know how to use knives, so we'll skip that. Measuring cups. How often do you use those?
ph33r my rod: Uh... what are those for?
Koshari Chef: ...Let's start with the cook book, actually.
ph33r my rod: ...kay. ._.
Koshari Chef: Do you have the recipe for cream puffs?
ph33r my rod: Uh... it's probably on one of the books somewhere.
ph33r my rod: *in
ph33r my rod: If all else fails, I'll find one online. :/
Koshari Chef: Do you have eggs, sugar, flour, and...hm. Vanilla?
ph33r my rod: Those first three, yeah... dunno about that last one; I'll have to look.
ph33r my rod: (( ... XD; Is this like... just an internet conversation, or one where they're actually there and doing the stuff? @@; ))
Koshari Chef: [[*grin* it started as internet, but now that I'm thinking about it...I'm wondering if Rishid would even know how to use an IM XD]]
ph33r my rod: (( ...point. XD;; ))
ph33r my rod: (( Inner!Malik: zomg Rishid~! You teach me how to cook and I'll teach you how to use the interweb :DDD ))
Koshari Chef: [[*pictures Malik teaching Rishid to download porn* "And this is how to find more stuff by this 'artist'!"]]
ph33r my rod: (( XDDDD *dead* ))
Koshari Chef: [[Rishid: *blinkblink* "...That can't be real...can they do that...?"]]
ph33r my rod: (( Malik: You'd be surprised. :x ))
Koshari Chef: [[Rishid: *meep!* How can he bend that way with all of his bones in tact?]]
ph33r my rod: (( Malik: It's... veryverypossible. *shifty eyes*
Koshari Chef: [[Rishid: *sexisscaryandI'mneverleavingthebasement*]]
ph33r my rod: (( XDDD ))
Koshari Chef: [[So are the 'real life' RPs done any different than if they were talking online?]]
ph33r my rod: (( Well, the simple ones are pretty much the same as talking online, except there are *action bubbles* as well. Like... *messes with hair* and stuff. Sometimes, if the RPers are up to it, they go into this long, written-out, novel-style RP. Those... tend to take a very long time. 8D ))
Koshari Chef: [[Sorry bout the wait, had to do something for my brother.]]
ph33r my rod: (( S'okay. ^^ ))
Koshari Chef: [[*grin* So are Rishid/Malik online or offline?]]
ph33r my rod: (( Probably offline would be better. Rishid can't tell if Malik sets something on fire online. 8D ))
Koshari Chef: [[XD True. Ok. Safety wins out XD]]
ph33r my rod: (( Hokay. :3 So should we just start over, or run with what we have already? ))
Koshari Chef: [[...Hmmmm...which would be easier? *always goes the easy route!*]]
ph33r my rod: (( I would say start over since the initial conversation looked like it was referring to being online and such, but I think it'll be fine if we just keep going with what we already have. XD ))
Koshari Chef: [[Alrighty ^.^]]
ph33r my rod: Hokay... vanilla. I know we have the other stuff, but... *pokes around in cabinets and whatnot* ...what exactly am I looking for?
Koshari Chef: Ah, measuring cups, a cookie sheet...cooking spray, if Isis has any. Milk. I think we'll be able to make cream puffs with those. *faint smile*
ph33r my rod: Kay. *manages to get all of the stuff out after a few minutes* ...this is it? Doesn't seem like much. *blinks* Though I'm a little surprised we had all of this stuff.
Koshari Chef: ...I wonder how long you've had it. *checks the expiration dates* ... ...Let's go shopping.
ph33r my rod: *blink blink* ...kay. Is the stuff bad or something?
Koshari Chef: *offers the milk*
ph33r my rod: *looks, opens carton and takes a whiff* ...yeah, ew. *makes a weird face*
Koshari Chef: *laughs* What do you drink instead of milk? Or should I ask?
ph33r my rod: *shrugs* ...usually just water.
Koshari Chef: You should try gin.
ph33r my rod: *blink blink, thinks for a moment... oh right, that's a kind of alcohol, huh* Eh. *shrugs* I'll make a note of it.
Koshari Chef: May I ask you something, Malik?
ph33r my rod: Go ahead.
Koshari Chef: When...and how...did you become friends with the Pharaoh?
ph33r my rod: *blink blink* ...was quite a while ago, really. He's... not quite like he used to be, really. Like, I don't know if he considers himself the Pharaoh anymore, he credits that to either his other self, or... the Pharaoh that's in the present time. As for how we became friends... *thinks* I really don't know. It kinda just happened.
Koshari Chef: *nods slightly* Hm. Then, what is he like now?
ph33r my rod: Well... *thinks for a moment* ...kinda like me now, I guess. Jumps into things without really thinking, has violent mood swings, has a likeness for... um, certain things... but, I get along with him really well. *grins*
Koshari Chef: *smiles* I'm glad. But...he hurt you-- *shakes head* the other you.
ph33r my rod: ... *sighs* He... well, we, really... we had it coming, I guess. *looks down*
Koshari Chef: *frowns, looking a bit protective now that Malik isn't looking* How so?
ph33r my rod: ...we did some stuff that pissed off other me's... friend, and I guess it made Yami a little mad, too... so what those two did was just to get back at us.
Koshari Chef: *knows better than to ask questions without mentally preparing himself for Armageddon* And none of you have...worked it out?
Koshari Chef: [^ "*...than to ask specific questions...*]
ph33r my rod: ...well, Yami and I have talked it out, and we're okay now. Other me's friend... probably wants to use my head as a bowling ball, and other me... I'm not really sure where he stands on this, really. He said he won't let his friend do anything to me, but... I dunno, I have a feeling that somehow, this is going to blow up in everyone's faces.
Koshari Chef: ...It certainly does seem to have that feel. *sighs* ... *is still not ready for specific questions* How far is the shopping center?
ph33r my rod: *shrugs, relieved at the change of subject* Not far, only about a five-minute drive, if even that.
ph33r my rod: (( Brb. ))
Koshari Chef: [[Ok :) ]]
ph33r my rod: (( Back. XD With all of this talk about food, I had to get some of my own. @@; ))
Koshari Chef: [[XD Waha! Subliminal messaging!]]
ph33r my rod: (( >D Yessss. ))
Koshari Chef: [[*wonders what the yaoi subliminal messages will do to us all >.> *]]
ph33r my rod: (( XDDD... Oh, plenty of stuff has happened with that. :x ))
Koshari Chef: [[ *snickers* Ah, it's good to be back in RP XD ]]
ph33r my rod: (( >D Isn't it~? ))
Koshari Chef: [[*blinksu*]]
ph33r my rod: (( *blinkublinku* ((
ph33r my rod: *))
Koshari Chef: [[Heh...AIM hates my ass ^.^ But! I conquer all!]]
ph33r my rod: (( Excellent. XD ))
Koshari Chef: [[*has finally found where Rishid/Malik were left x.x]]
ph33r my rod: (( ^^;; *pets* ))
Koshari Chef: [[*purrrr*]]
Koshari Chef: Shall we walk, then?
ph33r my rod: *nods* Guesso.
Koshari Chef: *nod, smile* *pause*...What happened to your motorbike?
ph33r my rod: Oh, I still have it. It needs gas, but other than that, it's fine.
Koshari Chef: *thinks about offering gas money, but decides a walk will give him time to think*
ph33r my rod: *is glad that it's not raining, or else they'd be rather screwed* So uh... what all do we need? Milk, was there anything else there that was expired?
Koshari Chef: I wouldn't trust the eggs....
ph33r my rod: ...yeah, we'd better get some just in case.
Koshari Chef: ...How are things between you and your other Malik?
Koshari Chef: *is not at all sure how to word that; feels slightly insane*
ph33r my rod: *blink* Uh... my darker half?
Koshari Chef: No, the...between you and Malik.
Koshari Chef: *is wondering if he ought to look for men in white coats*
ph33r my rod: ...oh. Other me. They're... fine, I guess. *assuming they're walking now, walk walk walk*
Koshari Chef: *padpadpad* [[...*pictures Rishid barefoot >.>]]
ph33r my rod: (( XD ))
Koshari Chef: You two seem so different, I wasn't sure how well you two would get along.
Koshari Chef: ...But he doesnt like any aspect of the Pharaoh...not even the Pharaoh's other self...?
ph33r my rod: *shakes head* ...not at all. Nor does he like the fact that Yami and I are as good of friends as we are. And me, well... I think he sees me as sort of a nuisance.
Koshari Chef: *blink* What gives you that impression?
ph33r my rod: Well... he sees my love for Ryou as a sign of weakness. He says I've turned into a sap, and how he can't believe that I'm another form of him... *looks up at him* Is being in love with someone really that bad?
Koshari Chef: *expression softens* No... *draws a slow breath* and I don't think that your other self really believes that, either. Love...love saved him--saved us all, did it not? I think that he is suffering, and I think that he believes love to be at fault for it. *swallows tightly and thinks for a moment* I never wanted him, or you, or Isis to think that love wasn't worth what you have to go through for it. ... ...Mothe--...your mother wouldn't have wanted it.
ph33r my rod: *thinks about that for a moment, letting the words sink in* ...considering all of the things that I've been through with Ryou, like... with the gods, and his sickness, and all of that stuff... I think other me might just be... surprised that I still want to be with him. And... I think all of that was worth it, really... I mean, it brought me and Ryou together, and now that all of that's over, it's just... *sigh* I don't know. I... I want other me to accept what I've turned into, I guess. If I'm a sap, then... then I'm a happy sap, damnit.
Koshari Chef: *smiles and relaxes a bit* I think that happiness is more important than anything else in this world. *carefully watching traffic and other pedestrians* I don't know what else you can take with you when you die, except your feelings. ...What exactly happened to Ryou? Last I saw him, was several months ago. What about gods?
ph33r my rod: Well... it started off with him being released from the hospital, after Battle City was over with. His apartment had been trashed, and there were people stalking him... I was with him the first night everything happened, so I got brought into it when I let him stay with me and Isis for a few days, because his apartment wasn't safe anymore. *staring straight ahead as he walks* Everything just went downhill from there... creepy things started happening, there was something about a ritual to sacrifice him to Ra because he's been endowed with the powers of the moon god Khons... and it was just... really stressful for a lot of us. I don't think I could even describe everything that had happened in one sitting.
Koshari Chef: But he is alright now? The ritual...it won't happen, and the people stalking him have been dealt with?
ph33r my rod: Oh, yeah, he's fine now. Perfectly fine. The ritual... well, Ra was summoned forth, but he made everything right again. After all of that was over with, Ryou... when my darker half had sent him into the shadows, he'd come back with some weird disease. For all purposes, he should've been dead weeks ago... but Khons' powers kept him alive until we could dispose of the illness. So... everything's fine now, Ryou's better, there are no more evil gods trying to wreak havoc... *small smile* I haven't gotten used to everything being so quiet, yet.
Koshari Chef: *half-laughs* 'Quiet' is not a word I would use to describe you or your life, Malik. ...Then Ryou still has Khons' powers?
ph33r my rod: ...To a degree, yes, but his body's completely recovered. It's... it's been a long time since he's felt so healthy.
Koshari Chef: I had no idea that all of that could happen--neither gods intervening, nor Shadow Games giving illness... I can't imagine the Thief was happy about any of this....
ph33r my rod: *shakes head* ...not at all. He was really pissed off about the whole thing.
Koshari Chef: *glances down at Malik, weighing his words for a second* Do you speak with the Thief very often?
ph33r my rod: (( Are we talking about the thief king, or Yami no Bakura here? :D;; ))
Koshari Chef: [[ LoL, Well Rishid would poke the subject to both of them no matter which one Malik answers about, so I guess it's a case of 'take your pick' ;) ]]
ph33r my rod: (( XD Okay. Because those two characters are verrrrry different here. @@; In fact, the thief king is the other Malik's... special friend. 8D; ))
Koshari Chef: [[ *grins* I'm kinda glad Rishid's so in the dark about this stuff, cuz...I kinda am too XD ]]
ph33r my rod: (( Ah. Well, I s'pose this'll update both you and your puppet on what's been happening. ^^ ))
ph33r my rod: ...no, not really. Both he and Ryou are... actually living with me and Isis now, and even so, I don't talk to him much. We can barely even stand being around each other... *debates with himself for a moment, on whether he should talk about their... situation or not*
ph33r my rod: (( And I brb. :x ))
Koshari Chef: [[ okeydoke ^.^ I need food anyway :D ]]
ph33r my rod: (( XD Back. :3 ))
Koshari Chef: [[ Et moi ^.^ Yarr, animal crackers~! ]]
ph33r my rod: (( XD! *hasn't had those in forever* @@; ))
Koshari Chef: [[ They are so good! You must indulge! ]]
ph33r my rod: (( *needs to find some sometime* >D ))
Koshari Chef: So I take it your...partnership...with the thief ended after Battle City?
ph33r my rod: *nods* Now it's more like... *hesitates* ...a rivalry, I guess.
Koshari Chef: Rivalry? *still thinking of rivalry as being about cards and games* ... *though has an inkling* Over DDR perhaps? *smiles teasingly*
ph33r my rod: *faint smirk* I wish it were that simple.
Koshari Chef: Is Ryou aware of this...relationship between you two?
ph33r my rod: ... *sighs* Quite aware.
Koshari Chef: Mm...that must be hard on him. *very careful to not look at Malik as he says that* What has he said about it?
ph33r my rod: *looking at sidewalk* He... hasn't said much of anything about it, really. At least not directly to us. But I know that it... I think it hurts him.
Koshari Chef: ...And the other Thief, the Thief King. What of him? Is he another part of them?
ph33r my rod: Well... Bakura is the thief king's reincarnation, yes. I don't really know much about him, except both Bakura and Ryou are pretty apprehensive of him. ...come to think of it, the only one who even bothers putting up with him is other me. Well, and Yami did too... I really don't know what's going on with him anymore... except he wants my head served to him on a silver platter. *shudders*
Koshari Chef: *suddenly not as relaxed, but his voice is still very level* Why does he want your head?
ph33r my rod: ...because of some... things... that happened with other me. *looks away*
Koshari Chef: ...Malik...what happened?
ph33r my rod: ...let's just say that... the thief king's very possessive. *blatantly trying to avoid the subject*
Koshari Chef: ...Over you?
ph33r my rod: Over other me.
Koshari Chef: *thinking about how this makes fits together, but also how strange it is* ...What... *refrains from asking* ...what has the other you said about the thief king's wanting you...dead?
ph33r my rod: ...he said he won't let anything happen to me.
ph33r my rod: ...which is really kind of surprising, considering how he acts towards me...
Koshari Chef: It is relieving, but not all that surprising. You know he's that way to most people...
ph33r my rod: *nods* I guess.
ph33r my rod: *looks up and realizes they're close to the shopping center* ...oh, we're almost there.
Koshari Chef: *nods, and pats belatedly at his pocket to be sure he has money* *does, luckily* ...What happened between the Thief and the other you?
ph33r my rod: ...the thief king's gotten all attached to him and stuff, and they've been fighting a lot recently because of... well, I see other me as kind of like a brother, I want him to like me and stuff... and the thief king doesn't like that one bit. *is obviously leaving out bits and pieces of stuff, for reasons he doesn't really know*
Koshari Chef: ...*mouth tightens* ...That's odd, he didn't seem to be bothered in the least by me when he found that I was Malik's brother.
ph33r my rod: *bites lip* Well... you don't really have the same... reputation around here than I do.
Koshari Chef: How do you mean?
ph33r my rod: It's... kind of complicated. *beating around the bush as much as he can*
Koshari Chef: *is used to drawn out conversations with Malik* ...You mean that your reputation is complicated, and it somehow causes the thief to be defensive about you being your other self's brother?
ph33r my rod: ... *wonders why he's dragging this on so much, Isis knows about everything and doesn't make a big deal of it* ...okay, time to stop beating around the bush. It's not quite a "brotherly" thing. A while back, like... before I was in this relationship with Ryou, I was... more or less a manwhore. I toned it down, but you know... every now and then I get... well, frustrated. Other me was too while the thief king was on vacation, and... *looks down* we sorta used each other to vent our... frustrations. And that's what pissed off the thief king, because he's grown attached to other me and has been all accusing him of being... uh, I don't think "unfaithful" is the right word, but... same general idea. *sighs*
Koshari Chef: *had used the beating-around-the-bush time to build a bombshelter in his head and is safe from any shocking mental images* ...The other you wasn't 'unfaitful', but the thief doesn't like the idea of being 'replaced', perhaps?
ph33r my rod: ...yeah, that's pretty much it. On occasion, we'd gone to reach other for... relief, and the thief doesn't like that. I think other me said that the thief thought there was something more to their relationship, while other me couldn't have really cared less. That's as far as I know, really.
ph33r my rod: *each
Koshari Chef: *is still thinking this over as he pulls the door to the store open and waits for Malik to go through*
ph33r my rod: *goes through and waits for him to follow inside* Milk and eggs, right?
Koshari Chef: Correct. *grabs the first package of fig newtons he finds*
ph33r my rod: *grins* Okay. *starts heading to the dairy section, feeling quite relieved now that he's gotten all of that off his chest*
Koshari Chef: *watches Malik go, finds a can opener, and then follows to the dairy section*
ph33r my rod: *has picked up a carton of plain ol' white milk, is now looking at eggs* ...does it matter what kind we get? *blinks*
Koshari Chef: *shakes head* As long as they all break open when we need them to.
ph33r my rod: Okay. *grabs a carton of eggs, takes a peek inside to make sure they're all intact and don't smell funny or anything* ...that was easy.
Koshari Chef: The hard part is not burning the cream puffs. Do you want anything else while we're here?
ph33r my rod: *thinks* ...I'm out of Pocky.
Koshari Chef: *can't help but chuckle*
ph33r my rod: *goes to pick up a box, returns a few moments later with a couple of boxes of strawberry* ...okay! I think we're done here.
Koshari Chef: *leads the way to the check out* ...What is your favorite song, Malik?
ph33r my rod: *blinks at the random question* ... *thinks for a moment* ...probably "Neo" by Psycho le Cému. *J-rock fanboy* Why?
Koshari Chef: *waves a hand slightly, like a shrug* I've just meant to ask for a while.
ph33r my rod: *nods* Ah.
Koshari Chef: when does Ryou get back in town?
ph33r my rod: *will most likely be counting the days* Monday. *walks toward checkout line* Too long, if you ask me...
Koshari Chef: *pays for the groceries* ...Ah, did you say that he was living with you and Isis now?
ph33r my rod: *nods and grabs the bag with the groceries in it* Yeah. He and the thief king's reincarnation. They had their own apartment, but it was in a really bad neighborhood, and we had an extra room in our house, so... yeah.
Koshari Chef: *muses* I've been thinkng of getting a room mate...where would I look for one in this town?
ph33r my rod: *blinks and thinks for a moment* I dunno... put out a personal ad or something? *muses* Or you could stay with us. It'd be a little cramped, but I'm sure Isis wouldn't mind a bit.
Koshari Chef: I'll try the paper first--I don't want to be in the way.
ph33r my rod: *shrugs and exits store* Well, do what you want to. Just know that you're welcome at our place anytime. You're family, after all. *grins*
ph33r my rod: (( Brb... again. x.x ))
Koshari Chef: [[No problem ^.^]]
ph33r my rod: (( Mmkay, back. :3 ))
Koshari Chef: [[ Yaaay ^.^ ]]
Koshari Chef: *tries not to smile too much as he follows Malik out of the store*
ph33r my rod: *digs around in the bag and pulls out a box of Pocky, opening it* Well, now that we've got good ingredients... hopefully the results of this won't come out too bad. *idly munches*
Koshari Chef: It won't make you nervous if I tell you I've never made cream puffs...or anything cream-filled before? *opens the fig newtons*
ph33r my rod: *blink* ...well, I haven't either. As long as we go along with the recipe, it should be fine, right? *munch munch*
Koshari Chef: If it's not, we have until Monday. *eyes Malik's pocky subtly*
ph33r my rod: Yeah. Quite a few days to get it right. *holds the box out to him* Want some?
Koshari Chef: *takes three* Thank you.
ph33r my rod: *grins and continues walking/munching*
Koshari Chef: *experiments eating the pocky*
ph33r my rod: (( There's a thing that we all like to use when we want to hurry and get to another portion of an RP called "MAGICAL TIMELAPSE". Shall we do that, or do we want to have another deep conversation on the way home? 8D ))
Koshari Chef: [[ My brain isn't deep enough for two 'real' conversations XD *lurves magic time lapse!* ]]
ph33r my rod: (( >D Okie then~ ))
ph33r my rod: *MAGICAL TIMELAPSE!*
Koshari Chef: [[ *sparkles!* ]]
ph33r my rod: (( Now at house, with necessary ingredients. =3 ))
Koshari Chef: *measures out the flour* What have you been doing since I've been away, Malik?
ph33r my rod: *shrugs, eyeing recipe* Mainly dealing with all of the weird stuff with the gods and Ryou's illness. Well, then there was that road trip too... that was pretty fun, even though its purpose wasn't.
Koshari Chef: Would you break two eggs and put them in the bowl? ... *sifts in the sugar* Did you get to travel with friends?
ph33r my rod: *grabs two eggs and tries to break them without making a mess* Well, I'd only call a couple of them friends, but yes.
Koshari Chef: *watches the egg yolks in the bowl* ...Would you mix those in while I get the oven ready? *offers the spoon thing* ...You said that the Pharaoh--rather, that your friend--doesn't consider himself Pharaoh...do you know if your other self sees him as a different person than who he was?
ph33r my rod: *takes spoon thing, starts mixing... albeit a little awkwardly* He probably sees him as much worse than who he was. *beats eggs*
Koshari Chef: *frowns* He blames him for what he's going through now?
ph33r my rod: ...well, I know other me's really pissed at him. 'Cause of the stuff he did with the thief king. *mix mix mix* Why, I'm not really sure. If other me claims he doesn't feel anything for the thief, why is he so mad if he goes off and... relieves tension with someone else? *is also a little bitter about this situation, shown by how hard he's beating the eggs* Then again, I'm really one to talk... I was a little mad at Yami for a while, too.
Koshari Chef: *looks over his shoulder at Malik* What was it that upset you about what--Yami did?
ph33r my rod: *sighs* I'm really not sure. See, Yami's developed an obsession with this guy Siegfried, and he's all "oh, well I can't really hang out with Malik anymore because I need to get into Sieg's pants", but then he goes off and does stuff with the thief king. And Yami knows that I don't look too kindly towards the thief 'cause of some stuff that happened with him and Ryou. He basically threatened Ryou with death if he didn't hand over his Millennium Ring, which pissed me off. *sighs again* I'm just... not really sure what I think about it. I mean, Yami's my best friend, and... yeah.
ph33r my rod: (( Malik talks too much. 8D ))
Koshari Chef: [[ *grins* But who's Rishid gonna tell--Isis? XD Rishid is like The Vault. If he were an assassin, that would be his name. ]]
ph33r my rod: (( XDDDD *ded* Not like Isis doesn't know about it all already - she's put up with lots of Malik's rants. ;D ))
Koshari Chef: ...I see... Did Yami choose the Thief because he doesnt have feelings for him, and wouldn't have had to see him after...?
Koshari Chef: [[ The Ishtar Clan Support Group! ]]
ph33r my rod: Well, when I talked to him about it, he couldn't justify his actions. I think, since he's been denied the feelings that he wants so many times, that any kind of physical contact would put him at ease. *finally stops beating eggs* ...did I work these too much?
Koshari Chef: *blinks at the very-beaten contents of the bowl* ...I don't think so...it will probably be very...ah, fluffy.
Koshari Chef: ...And that may be true--that any physical contact would help him. But that doesn't explain why he chose who he did...even when we are desperate we make decisions with reasons--we just may not understand them.
Koshari Chef: [[ OMG it's like 4 am and there's this freaky song playing and my cat was scratching at the window XD *creeped out!* ]]
ph33r my rod: (( @@; Oooh, I know how that feels. *shivershiver* ))
Koshari Chef: [[ *grabs blanket* ._. ]]
ph33r my rod: (( *pets* ^^; ))
Koshari Chef: [[ *wibble!* but at least the wireless internet i'm stealing from the neighbors works super fast this early in the morning! >:) ]]
ph33r my rod: (( *cackles* >D ))
ph33r my rod: *sighs* ...that makes sense. Still, I mean... I've kept telling him "if you need anything at all, just come to me"... but anyway. We talked it out as much as we could, and... I hope nothing comes back and bites us in the asses. *eyes recipe again, wondering what to do next*
Koshari Chef: *begins spooning the mix into molds* People often don't believe reassuring words unless they can be proven...and to prove things, the other person must be unwilling to believe...often times the things you do to gain trust cannot be reversed. Sometimes, that's not a good thing--you have to be as careful of who you trust as who you gain the trust of. *empties the bowl and slips the pan in the oven* ...Is Yami someone you want to trust you?
Koshari Chef: [[ o.o the backdoor just knocked at me. >.> ]]
ph33r my rod: (( ...eep. ))
Koshari Chef: [[ ...gonna go see if my kitteh grew a couple of feet. or put boots on. <.< ]]
ph33r my rod: (( Kay. >> ))
Koshari Chef: [[ *snortsnicker* was the neighbor dog. *changing the music now ._. * ]]
ph33r my rod: (( x____x;;; No more of that creepy stuff, eh? ))
Koshari Chef: [[ my heart! i die of heart attack before i get to legal drinking age! it would be a crime! ]]
ph33r my rod: (( @@; Aiiieeee. Indeed it would. ))
ph33r my rod: ... *nods* ...yes. I... really want him to be able to trust me.
Koshari Chef: *begins mixing the filling for the cream puffs* Those need to bake for ten minutes... *sits down and watches Malik* ...What are you willing to do to gain trust?
ph33r my rod: *leans against the counter, looks down at the floor* ...anything, pretty much.
Koshari Chef: *offers some of the batter* More sugar or is it fine?
ph33r my rod: *takes a taste, contemplates* ...maybe just a little more, I think.
Koshari Chef: *adds and offers again* What, then, are you not willing to do?
ph33r my rod: ...hurt somebody else that I care about.
ph33r my rod: (( Just a word of forewarning before it actually happens, if I ever like... sign off without warning or stop responding for a while, it's because my computer's frozen and I have to reboot. It does this quite often, so yeah... just for future reference. ^^; ))
Koshari Chef: [[ *nod* ok. My old computer used to do that, too. No worries ^.^ ]]
ph33r my rod: (( Hee. XD Kay. ))
Koshari Chef: In any way?
ph33r my rod: ...in any way, be it physical, mental, or emotional.
Koshari Chef: ...*still mixing, thinking* How far are you willing to trust?
ph33r my rod: *thinks* ...I'd like to be able to trust fully, if possible.
Koshari Chef: *shifts uneasily, looking a little uncertain* Which do you think comes first...? Trusting, or being trusted?
ph33r my rod: ...being trusted?
Koshari Chef: *finished mixing, but stays still for a bit. Finally looks back up and nods towards the other room* Where is Aisha keeping her kittens?
ph33r my rod: They're upstairs in my room. Wanna go and see them? Probably all asleep, but...
Koshari Chef: I would. I've never seen newborn kittens before.
ph33r my rod: *grins and heads towards the stairs, motioning for him to follow* I hadn't either until these came about.
Koshari Chef: *follows, a little eagerly*
ph33r my rod: *walkwalkwalk, up stairs, into room, turns on a lamp standing in the corner of the room... not too bright, don't wanna startle them if they're awake. There's a box underneath the lamp, Aisha and kittens are inside, asleep*
Koshari Chef: *careful not to touch the cats, but trying to see the black ones*
ph33r my rod: *grins and reaches into the box, gently stroking one with his fingertip, it yawns and stretches out a little, then goes right back to sleep*
Koshari Chef: *watches closely, smiling without realizing it* ...Is that one called for?
ph33r my rod: Not as far as I know. The white one is Ryou's, Isis wants to keep the calico, and I'll probably end up giving Siegfried the grey one... so yeah, that one's open.
Koshari Chef: I'm glad. I...I want this one.
ph33r my rod: *grins and nods* Okay. It'll be easy to tell it apart from the other black ones... *points to a tiny patch of white on the side of its face*
Koshari Chef: *keeps an eye on Aisha, and carefully strokes the kitten's back* The creampuffs should be done soon....
ph33r my rod: *nods* Yeah, we should probably go and check on them. *gently pats Aisha's head for a second, stands up and turns the lamp off*
Koshari Chef: *leads the way back downstairs, looking at a few of the items set up around the house*
ph33r my rod: *down, down, downstairs*
Koshari Chef: *pulls the creampuffs out and takes a syringe to fill them with creampuffs*
Koshari Chef: [[ yep. I have no idea how to make cream puffs. In my imagination they get stuffed up like a kindergartener with booster shots. ]]
ph33r my rod: (( XDDD I think what you do is take them, slice 'em open, fill a... pastry bag thing with the filling, and pipe it into the puffs. :x ))
ph33r my rod: (( Malik watched Ryou make 'em one time. =D Google Image Search brought this up: http://www.joyofbaking.com/images/creampuffs.jpg ))
Koshari Chef: [[ ...midnight munchies! *wants cream puffs now ;.; * ]]
ph33r my rod: (( *does too* x.x ))
ph33r my rod: (( More like... 8D 6 AM munchies here, but yes. XD;; ))
Koshari Chef: [[ XD Yeah it's 5:30 here XD Breakfast munchies! ]]
ph33r my rod: (( Woohoo! >D ))
ph33r my rod: (( Let's try that again, now that we know how to do it. XD;; ))

*grins* So now we fill them? I wanna try this, I saw Ryou do it one time and it looked pretty easy. *rummages through drawers for a piping bag*
Koshari Chef: *smiles and sits back to watch*
ph33r my rod: *finds one* ...I honestly didn't think Isis would have one of these, but oh well. Not complaining. *somehow manages to get the filling inside of the bag without making a mess, finds a knife to cut the puffs open with*

ph33r my rod: (( *head desk* And THERE goes my computer with the freezing. ~_~ ))
Koshari Chef: [[ -.- *kicks it* ]]
ph33r my rod: (( *does too* ))
ph33r my rod: (( Thankfully, I didn't lose anything in the log, as I'd been constantly saving it. :D;; Anyway... ))
Koshari Chef: [[ *grin* should I be saving too? ]]
ph33r my rod: (( *shrug* If you want to. XD I like going back and reading these things when I get bored. :3 And, sometimes they're good to have for reference if your character wants to LJ about it. :x ))
Koshari Chef: [[ *nod* Good plan ^.^ *saves* ]]
ph33r my rod: (( >D *likes coming up with funny filenames* This one is "dontblowupthekitchen". ))
Koshari Chef: [[ LoL! The sum of the Ishtar brothers XD ]]
ph33r my rod: (( XD Yessss. Annnyway... *nudges her puppet back into the open* ))
ph33r my rod: *cut cut cut, open open open*
Koshari Chef: ...I wonder sometimes what knowing a person's favorite food can tell you about them.
ph33r my rod: ... *smirk* Well... the cream is white and fluffy... Ryou's hair is white and fluffy... these are probably pretty sweet, too. *picks up the pastry bag thing and starts... attempting to fill the puffs*
Koshari Chef: *watches warily for the bag to tear open, but as usual is calm when he speaks* And koshari relates to you...? Or is it pocky now? *smiles*
ph33r my rod: *fill fill, oops, that'll be cleaned easily, but it looks rather... questionable* Oh, koshari will always be my favorite. As for how it relates to me... I dunno. I never can compare myself to things, I always have to have someone else compare me to it.
ph33r my rod: Like, I played this game with Ryou a couple of weeks ago, "if I were a various object, what would I be"... except we compared each other to different things. Ryou said that if I were a fruit, I'd be an apple because I tend to keep the doctor away. *smirk*
Koshari Chef: *laughs and begins putting the tops back on the cream puffs* I've thought once or twice that, if you have anything in common with koshari...it would be that koshari is something that almost anyone can like, though it's also probably very different from anything they've had before.
ph33r my rod: *raises eyebrow, thinks about that for a second* That... that makes a lot of sense.
Koshari Chef: ...Do I want to know how you keep the doctor away?
ph33r my rod: *chuckles* Well... not literally. But I spend a lot of time watching over Ryou in the hospital.
ph33r my rod: (( ..."but I did spend" ))
ph33r my rod: *putting tops back on the puffs*
Koshari Chef: [[ XD Hehe, definitely don't want to jinx Ryou back into the hospital ]]
ph33r my rod: (( @@; Nuuuuu~ Both of them have had enough of hospitals. XDDD ))
Koshari Chef: [[ even though the beds are adjustable? *cough*sodidnotsaythat*cough* ~.^ ]]
ph33r my rod: (( *COUGH* >>;; ...XD ))
ph33r my rod: *looks at the finished puffs, some of them look pretty nice, but on the others, the cream is all messy* ...well, they don't look that bad for the first try. Guess it'll take some practice to fill those things.
Koshari Chef: *licks the cream off his finger when Malik's not watching* I think that he will like them even if we don't get them to look like those in the book.
ph33r my rod: *nods, smiling* ...even if they don't turn out perfect, it's the thought that counts, right?
Koshari Chef: And they will taste even better after living in the woods with granola bars.
ph33r my rod: *laughs and nods again, picking one up... it's still a little warm* These things are kinda cute.
Koshari Chef: Cute?
ph33r my rod: ...yeah, if you tilt your head and squint a little.
Koshari Chef: *does so*
ph33r my rod: (( :D In this game, Katamari Damacy, there's cream puffs. AND THEY'RE SO CUTE OMG. XDDD ))
Koshari Chef: [[ LoL! Are they talking cream puffs? *Ryou's ideal pet~!* ]]
ph33r my rod: (( XDDD Nah, you just get to roll them up in your katamari and it makes a funny sound when you do. :x ))
Koshari Chef: [[ OH! I know that game! My friend was talking about how you can roll up cows in it! ]]
ph33r my rod: (( >D YESSSS. Heck, in some of the last stages, you can roll up entire islands. And CLOUDS! :D ))
Koshari Chef: [[ O.O What noise does a cloud make when it's rolled up in a katamari? ]]
ph33r my rod: (( Same as mostly everything else. :x Most of the items make the same sounds when you pick them up, but some of them have their own unique sounds. Like mice? They go like "MEEEEP!" when you pick them up. >D It's the best destroy-the-world game EVAR. ))
Koshari Chef: [[ XD Duuude...the last game I played was American McGee's Alice. *so behind the times* ]]
ph33r my rod: (( ...@@; Holy crap. XD;;; ))
ph33r my rod: *takes a bite out of the puff he's holding* ... *contemplates* ...'s pretty good. I can see why he likes these so much. *grins*
Koshari Chef: *still squinting and tilting his head* ...And they kind of look like mice.
ph33r my rod: *snerk, holds a hand to his mouth to prevent cream from sputtering everywhere* Mice?
Koshari Chef: *breaks the end off of a pocky stick and pokes it into the creampuff so it has a tail*
ph33r my rod: *snickersnort* Like that, yeah, I can see it. *continues eating teh puff*
Koshari Chef: *still looking contemplative* *walks to the pantry and takes out two chocolate chips for eyes*
Koshari Chef: *looks up at Malik and offers the cream puff; tries to regain his composure* What do you think?
ph33r my rod: *snickering uncontrollably* It's funny-lookin'. But it does look like a mouse, yes.
Koshari Chef: *nods, takes a bite out of it*
ph33r my rod: *picks up another one* ...ooh, I bet these would be good with strawberries in the cream. *makes a mental note to try it next time*
Koshari Chef: *blink* I wonder if Ryou's had them with fruit fillings... *thinking about different things to try with it*
ph33r my rod: *ponders* We'll have to experiment a little bit and see. *proceeds to eat his second puff*
ph33r my rod: (( Blah XD I should be getting to bed soon, need to get up... earlier than I have been. :x We oughta wrap this up. 8D ))
Koshari Chef: [[ Ok ^.^ Yes, sleep = good thing ]]
ph33r my rod: (( XD Indeed it is. ))
Koshari Chef: [[ ...what time is it in the RP? >.> ]]
ph33r my rod: (( Um... probably sometime at night, like 10 or 11-ish. ))
ph33r my rod: (( I dunno. When they were walking to the store, I kept imagining it as pretty dark. :x ))
Koshari Chef: [[ *nod* Good, cause that makes this next part make sense :D (the last RP I was in was weird with time line...a day was about 3 months long >< ) ]]
ph33r my rod: (( Ouch. @@; ))
Koshari Chef: *takes another creampuff as well* ...Do you mind if I stay here the night? If there is room?
ph33r my rod: *nods* Sure, there's room. We've got a guest room upstairs where Ryou and Bakura have been sleeping. But, of course, Ryou isn't here, and who knows where the hell Bakura's gotten off to. I haven't seen him all week. *takes yet another puff, is slowly growing an addiction*
ph33r my rod: (( "where Ryou and Bakura have been sleeping"... that is, when he hasn't been in the room with Malik~. *shot* ))
Koshari Chef: [[ Malik's room is Paradise on a Mattress! XD ]]
ph33r my rod: (( >D ))
Koshari Chef: And you're sure they won't mind?
ph33r my rod: *nods* Pretty sure. Bakura's actually become pretty docile; should he happen to come back and find you in there I doubt he'll do more than foam at the mouth a bit.
Koshari Chef: *considers this; compares it to what Bakura might have done a few months ago* Alright.
ph33r my rod: ...not like he'd really have a reason to come back, what with Ryou gone and all. So yeah, you should be fine.
Koshari Chef: *finishes his third cream puff and decides to leave the rest to Isis--or Malik, depending*
ph33r my rod: *finishes off another one, decides he'd better stop before he gets a sugar rush, looks up at the clock on the wall* ...whoa, it got pretty late.
Koshari Chef: *nod* I hadn't thought they'd take so long to make. *heads towards the stairs* Good night Malik.
ph33r my rod: *grins* 'Night, Rishid. Thanks for the help... on both the cream puffs and my weird problems.
Koshari Chef: *smiles and goes to find the guest room, hoping there aren't knives or traps left around the bed....*
ph33r my rod: (( XDDD And on that note, I think I'll be heading off to bed now. :3 ))
Koshari Chef: [[ Alrighty! Seeya! ^.^ ]]
ph33r my rod: (( :D 'Night! I had a lot of fun RPing with you. ^^ ))
Koshari Chef: [[ Same here! Dude, you're the first person who's pulled an all nighter with me XD ]]
ph33r my rod: (( XD; Wow. Shows how weird the sleeping hours of us fangirls are, huh? >D *sleeps from roughly 11 AM to 6 or 7 PM* Annnyway... I go poof now! *le poof!* ))