[ you know, when the witch brought everyone here on ""accident"", sabo had been pretty okay with the arrangements that he found himself in. everything that anyone could ask for was available to him (them), so there wasn't any kind of concern about needing to worry about food or any of that.
...which is what sabo would love to say except when he spots a very curious thing happening in the kitchen. obviously he couldn't (didn't) expect everyone here to know the basics of cooking but—
well. ]
What's the name of the dish you're making there?
[ it. looks interesting? probably??? just how much of a disaster is cain.... ]
[ Cain, all things considered, seems absorbed in what he's doing over that pot. Hair tied back in a bun, apron on, tongs in hand. He might even be humming lightly!
But he notices the footsteps that enter, tracks them, and even throws a grin over his shoulder in that general direction when asked. ]
Beef with broccoli!
[ To demonstrate, he plucks the whole head of the broccoli out from the boiling oil. It's...battered and everything.
sure is beef with broccoli... why is it battered..? is this a question he wants answers?? ]
Is that so.
[ in favor of answering whether or not he will want some to eat himself, sabo latches on something much easier to deal with. he's not one to turn away food no matter how badly it looks but. well. look, it's reasonable that any human have limits as to what they should or should not put into their body. ]
[ Good thing he's not human, then! ...More importantly, he's just weird. ]
Nah. I just tend to eat a lot, so I make a lot, too! So whaddya say?
[ He plucks a battered piece of beef from the pot and puts it on the plate next to him. Sabo will be treat to the sight of other pieces of broccoli and slices of beef that have also been similarly battered and fried. Like...tempura... ]
Or if you don't like beef or broccoli, I can throw anything else you want in the pot!
[ somewhere deep within sabo is a much smaller sabo who is desperately crying out for help despite knowing that there will be no one around who can hear him. sabo is quickly creating a list of people who are and are not allowed in the kitchen in real time. ...not that cain will get any idea as sabo looks the monstrosity that gets pulled out of the oil with a pleasant expression on his face.
somehow. ]
That makes sense; I've been known to be a bit of a big eater myself.
[ he says with a bit of a laugh and manages to keep his voice friendly and casual. ]
Unfortunately, I haven't had much of an appetitive since arriving but— [ ever the gentleman (for the worst in this situation) ]—I'll try some of that beef and broccoli. But just a small portion, I'd hate for you to make something else just for me.
[ t...two of them! except sabo knows how to cook and cain doesn't. and boy does his fingers twitch at his side as he wants to interrupt and help when he watches cain just put more meat into the pot.
someone give him strength. ]
I'm used to having things change on me suddenly, but I can't say that something like this is something that has happened to me before.
[ the invite to work out is appealing, at least, except— ]
Work out? What sort of "work outs" would I be expecting?
[ Cain will nod at that. Ain't that the truth. The moon might've taken his eyesight away but now he's starting to wonder if this is weirder.
Anyway, once he decides his food is cooking well, he'll steal a glance at the plate to see if any is gone, then toss a grin in Sabo's general direction. ]
The place isn't as big as I'd like it to be, but a jog around the gardens, then strength stuff like push ups, sit ups. Usually I'd work in sword drills, too. But I'm also thinking pool to cool off.
[ Sabo will nod along and listen to what cain describes and honestly? he is so happy to hear that it's a completely and utterly normal work out. clearly the man here is just a miserable cook—which is fine. everyone can have their flaws.
unfortunately that isn't one of sabo's. ]
Sounds like a good work out to me. I like to keep myself in shape.
However, I have to warn you that I'm not too used to using swords; I'm much more comfortable with a staff.
[ wdym isn't deep frying the best way to cook everything, ]
Hey, a staff! That's cool! If I'd had my sword I would've taken you up on a spar regardless. But I don't—maybe you could teach me a thing or two instead.
[ He holds out a fist in Sabo's direction. For a fist bump, obviously. ]
[ i feel like that's the most american and british thing that i've read from a character who wouldn't have any idea of what those two countries are all about. ]
Sabo.
[ he'll return the fist bump easily. ]
If you're willing to learn then I'm happy to teach. I've heard that I can be pretty tough teach, as a warning.
Cain's eyes finally find Sabo, and he grins. Though the contact doesn't last long, because he's busy deep frying. ]
Not a problem! I used to be knight captain, and the guy teaching me magic's the most powerful wizard in the world. I can take it. [ He grins again, proudly pulling up a nicely battered bit of beef. Mm mm! ] Tough instruction makes me work harder.
[ tell me i'm wrong. and lord sabo should do something about cain's deep frying nightmares but unfortunately he said the magic (literal) word and now he's interested in a whole different way. who could have seen this coming? ]
A knight captain that knows how to use magic? [ he'll hum with great interest. ] Sounds impressive.
[ or more like the stories he read when he was a child. there's a certain kind of grin on sabo's face (while the smaller, inner sabo screams at the beef). ]
But if that's what you want then I won't hold back. I'll see what kind of paces that I can put you through.
Cain can't help but match Sabo's grin. It would have been super cool if he could use his magic when he was captain. Storybook stuff. Reality isn't so kind.
No time to elaborate though, because Sabo takes him up on his request and he can't help but chuckle triumphantly. ]
Yes! That's what I like to hear. I'll make sure to impress you!
[ With his food, too! ]
What else do you do, Sabo? With your staff and without.
[ reality is never ever kind, but that's okay. what sabo doesn't know is what he doesn't know and he'll be impressed enough as things are. ]
I'll look forward to it.
[ PLEASE NOT THE FOOD. HE HAS FORGOTTEN ABOUT THE FOOD PRESENTLY. case in point, he'll tap a finger on his chin as he thinks. how does he answer this... ]
I suppose a few things here and there. Most of it with my staff but in the times that I don't then it's likely because I'm up to no good.
[ That draws a laugh out of Cain, too. Maybe Sabo will be reminded of the food when he pulls out a perfectly golden brown head of broccoli and places it on his plate of abominations. ]
Up to no good?
[ He'll playfully elbow Sabo with a little grin. ]
wk 1; monday
...which is what sabo would love to say except when he spots a very curious thing happening in the kitchen. obviously he couldn't (didn't) expect everyone here to know the basics of cooking but—
well. ]
What's the name of the dish you're making there?
[ it. looks interesting? probably??? just how much of a disaster is cain.... ]
FINALLY
But he notices the footsteps that enter, tracks them, and even throws a grin over his shoulder in that general direction when asked. ]
Beef with broccoli!
[ To demonstrate, he plucks the whole head of the broccoli out from the boiling oil. It's...battered and everything.
He puts it back in. ]
You want some? I'm probably gonna make too much.
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sure is beef with broccoli... why is it battered..? is this a question he wants answers?? ]
Is that so.
[ in favor of answering whether or not he will want some to eat himself, sabo latches on something much easier to deal with. he's not one to turn away food no matter how badly it looks but. well. look, it's reasonable that any human have limits as to what they should or should not put into their body. ]
Are you used to cooking for a lot of people then?
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Nah. I just tend to eat a lot, so I make a lot, too! So whaddya say?
[ He plucks a battered piece of beef from the pot and puts it on the plate next to him. Sabo will be treat to the sight of other pieces of broccoli and slices of beef that have also been similarly battered and fried. Like...tempura... ]
Or if you don't like beef or broccoli, I can throw anything else you want in the pot!
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somehow. ]
That makes sense; I've been known to be a bit of a big eater myself.
[ he says with a bit of a laugh and manages to keep his voice friendly and casual. ]
Unfortunately, I haven't had much of an appetitive since arriving but— [ ever the gentleman (for the worst in this situation) ]—I'll try some of that beef and broccoli. But just a small portion, I'd hate for you to make something else just for me.
[ please do not make something else for him. ]
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Either way, Cain can't see the expression on Sabo's face, so he takes everything he says at face value. When Sabo laughs, so does he. Two of them! ]
The adjustment's been that hard, huh? I don't blame you. It's been kind of a shock.
[ More meat in the pot. Sizz... ]
Still, you can take what you like. If you need help working up an appetite, you should come work out with me sometime!
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someone give him strength. ]
I'm used to having things change on me suddenly, but I can't say that something like this is something that has happened to me before.
[ the invite to work out is appealing, at least, except— ]
Work out? What sort of "work outs" would I be expecting?
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Anyway, once he decides his food is cooking well, he'll steal a glance at the plate to see if any is gone, then toss a grin in Sabo's general direction. ]
The place isn't as big as I'd like it to be, but a jog around the gardens, then strength stuff like push ups, sit ups. Usually I'd work in sword drills, too. But I'm also thinking pool to cool off.
[ Hand on his hip, proud! ]
Whatcha think?
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unfortunately that isn't one of sabo's. ]
Sounds like a good work out to me. I like to keep myself in shape.
However, I have to warn you that I'm not too used to using swords; I'm much more comfortable with a staff.
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Hey, a staff! That's cool! If I'd had my sword I would've taken you up on a spar regardless. But I don't—maybe you could teach me a thing or two instead.
[ He holds out a fist in Sabo's direction. For a fist bump, obviously. ]
I'm Cain, by the way.
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Sabo.
[ he'll return the fist bump easily. ]
If you're willing to learn then I'm happy to teach. I've heard that I can be pretty tough teach, as a warning.
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Cain's eyes finally find Sabo, and he grins. Though the contact doesn't last long, because he's busy deep frying. ]
Not a problem! I used to be knight captain, and the guy teaching me magic's the most powerful wizard in the world. I can take it. [ He grins again, proudly pulling up a nicely battered bit of beef. Mm mm! ] Tough instruction makes me work harder.
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A knight captain that knows how to use magic? [ he'll hum with great interest. ] Sounds impressive.
[ or more like the stories he read when he was a child. there's a certain kind of grin on sabo's face (while the smaller, inner sabo screams at the beef). ]
But if that's what you want then I won't hold back. I'll see what kind of paces that I can put you through.
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Cain can't help but match Sabo's grin. It would have been super cool if he could use his magic when he was captain. Storybook stuff. Reality isn't so kind.
No time to elaborate though, because Sabo takes him up on his request and he can't help but chuckle triumphantly. ]
Yes! That's what I like to hear. I'll make sure to impress you!
[ With his food, too! ]
What else do you do, Sabo? With your staff and without.
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I'll look forward to it.
[ PLEASE NOT THE FOOD. HE HAS FORGOTTEN ABOUT THE FOOD PRESENTLY. case in point, he'll tap a finger on his chin as he thinks. how does he answer this... ]
I suppose a few things here and there. Most of it with my staff but in the times that I don't then it's likely because I'm up to no good.
[ he says with a laugh?? ]
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Up to no good?
[ He'll playfully elbow Sabo with a little grin. ]
Uh oh. Like what?