24 - Rogue

[radiantwingedone]

Who: Duke and ANYONE
Where: Plaza
When: All week! Monday and Tuesday at intervvals but... just about any time day/night for the rest of the week o/
Style: Brackets, but if you want action, I WILL FOLLOW

[ So Sunday had been a particularly bad day for Duke, although it did end up with him eating a bit more than usual because wow, it should not have been that easy for him to get knocked down-

But monday morning felt fine. Mostly because he got hit with the curse, and once again was able to sprout wings and... ignore any normal needs. Although he did find it a little harder to talk this time... Perhaps he was a different sort of angel? Still had a crystal... Oh well.

This mostly left him with a great deal more hours than he had for the past weeks, and so the ordo-Zel house is swiftly filled with the smells of apples and baking... Because if he remembers the days right, then this is close to that gift-giving holiday and...

He can't really think of much.

The problem with a full twenty four hours to spend doing something is that he ends up with way more apple pies than he has people he knows. Everyone Duke knows the name of gets 1(one) Apple Pie with 1(one) slightly magicked pie tin. The tin will keep the pies at a nice warm temperature, and will do this again if they are cooked in the pie tin. Something to do with "absorbing and storing heat from the oven and giving it slowly back over time", the note explains. Don't make cold pies in this tin, obviously.

This does leave a great deal of pies left over, and after some thought, Duke takes them to the plaza and the coral. This was newcomer time, wasn't it?

Now there's a table with pies, notes attached explaining "keep-warm pie tins", and a small paper sign proclaiming them as free apple pies. Yup. ]

(OOC: FEEL FREE TO FIND HIM DELIVERING PIES TO CHARACTERS WHO HE KNOWS. Just mention "christmas" or something in your tag and I will know it is his gift-giving o/ ANYONE CAN GET PIES FROM THE PLAZA...

Duke is also a Symphonian Angel for this -)

Comments

[radiantwingedone]

[ With pretty if dark colored wings, and all sorts of pretty hair and-

Duke is just going to put his next pile of pies on the table. He hasn't noticed the attention yet. ]

[needsmoregreen]

[And Bianca continues to stare before looking back down at the pies. huh.]

...Did you make all of these yourself? It must have taken you a long time to make them all!

[radiantwingedone]

... A day.

[ That's how long it took him to make these.

And he means the full 24 hours, not just a dawn-dusk day... ]

[needsmoregreen]

It took you that long to make that many? Ah, that's really impressive and to do it so fast!

But I guess it's possible since you're an angel! Anything is possible of you're one!

[radiantwingedone]

.... Really? Have found lack of need for rest or eating...

[ Are you thinking of a different sort of angel, Bianca? ]

[needsmoregreen]

[blink blink]

Really? Because after working so hard, I think you should deserve a break!

[radiantwingedone]

... Meant that I do not yet feel tired...

[needsmoregreen]

[Wat]

But you worked all day on it, you should at least take one small break! It's not a good thing to overwork yourself like that!

[Takes one to know one]

[radiantwingedone]

... Small break?

[ What are you suggesting? ]

[needsmoregreen]

Mhmm, you should rest for a bit and let someone else take over the pies! You deserve it, really!

[TO GO REST]

[radiantwingedone]

[ He's confused, but he nods and takes a seat on a bench.

... He's taking a rest? ]

[needsmoregreen]

[Meanwhile, don't mind Bianca standing in front of the pies, looking proud as she waits for people to come by for them!]

[radiantwingedone]

[ Why is that... cute?

Okay. Duke will just... take his break and absently watch... ]

[needsmoregreen]

[The power of moe compels Duke?

Anyway, as she looks after the pies, she couldn't help but wonder...]

By the way, how did you make them? It seems like you put a lot of work into all of them if they're really good!

[radiantwingedone]

How...?

[ Duke blinks. ]

Mixture of water - or vodka -, flour, butter, vinegar, an egg, sugar for crust. Filling depends... apple; cinnamon, apples, brown sugar, a little flour.

[needsmoregreen]

[So dry, Duke...]

That doesn't seem so b-...wait vodka?

[radiantwingedone]

Alcohol has a lower evaporation temperature than water. If half the fluid leaves the dough faster, it results in a fluffier crust.

[ He was reading. ]

[needsmoregreen]

[She raised an eyebrow]

Really? I never knew that...but I wonder what will happen when they eat it. It could be really bad if that does happen!

[radiantwingedone]

Alcohol is gone. Flavorless acts like water.

[ He's.. never tasted anything in them...? ]

[needsmoregreen]

Hm...now it makes me wonder if I ate anything with alcohol in it...

[Hm...]

I guess that explains some of the drinks we have at home...

[not really]

[radiantwingedone]

....?

[needsmoregreen]

[She shakes her head]

It's nothing but I don't think I caught your name yet! My name is Bianca, what's yours?

[radiantwingedone]

.. Duke.

[needsmoregreen]

Duke huh?

[blink blink]

It sounds like you come from a really royal family if your name is Duke!

[radiantwingedone]

... Is both, but not royal.

[ Title and name. Or maybe it was a nickname. Does it matter?

But he used to be a noble! Royal? Nope. ]