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[Day 153] I understood the meaning of love... [OPEN]
Who: Rin and YOU!
Open: Open
When: 153, afternoon
Where: The Gazebo
What: The past few days have been difficult, but Rin is in a surprisingly good mood today. Apparently that's enough to warrant randomly singing??
Format: Starting in action, but I'll folow
Warnings: Rin being Rin is a given by now.
[The past few days had been a whirlwind of emotion. Some good, some bad, but all of it actually fairly exhausting. In it, though, Rin had gotten out some much needed things that had been bottling up for some time, and in a stark contrast to the anger that had nearly destroyed the kitchen, she found herself in a surprisingly good mood this day.
Like. Really good mood.
Good enough to apparently sing. Which she didn't do very often at all. Sometimes she could be caught humming a song while working, but actually singing something?
Well, she did used to be in the church choir growing up, so it wasn't that far fetched of an idea. But it had been years since then, and her voice was a little out of practice.
Still, something about that good mood compelled her to make her way over to the gazebo where the piano was. She couldn't play (Yuki could, but even she had fallen out of practice with that in recent years, too) but she knew enough to strike a note and start from there. She wasn't singing to anyone in particular, and the song that came out of here surprisingly wasn't a church hymn.]
Kuon no shijima yagate sora ni
aoku aoku tokete nijinde
mahiru no tsuki no usui kage wa
sugu ni sugu ni mirai wo yobu...
[It didn't quite sound the same without some accompaniment, but she still got rather in to it. Enough that she probably wouldn't notice if some one stopped to listen...]
Open: Open
When: 153, afternoon
Where: The Gazebo
What: The past few days have been difficult, but Rin is in a surprisingly good mood today. Apparently that's enough to warrant randomly singing??
Format: Starting in action, but I'll folow
Warnings: Rin being Rin is a given by now.
[The past few days had been a whirlwind of emotion. Some good, some bad, but all of it actually fairly exhausting. In it, though, Rin had gotten out some much needed things that had been bottling up for some time, and in a stark contrast to the anger that had nearly destroyed the kitchen, she found herself in a surprisingly good mood this day.
Like. Really good mood.
Good enough to apparently sing. Which she didn't do very often at all. Sometimes she could be caught humming a song while working, but actually singing something?
Well, she did used to be in the church choir growing up, so it wasn't that far fetched of an idea. But it had been years since then, and her voice was a little out of practice.
Still, something about that good mood compelled her to make her way over to the gazebo where the piano was. She couldn't play (Yuki could, but even she had fallen out of practice with that in recent years, too) but she knew enough to strike a note and start from there. She wasn't singing to anyone in particular, and the song that came out of here surprisingly wasn't a church hymn.]
Kuon no shijima yagate sora ni
aoku aoku tokete nijinde
mahiru no tsuki no usui kage wa
sugu ni sugu ni mirai wo yobu...
[It didn't quite sound the same without some accompaniment, but she still got rather in to it. Enough that she probably wouldn't notice if some one stopped to listen...]
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[Her tail even gives a little wave at that before she moves in to the kitchen to get her apron on and start digging out something to eat for Zuko.
The Distillery proper held most of the tables for eating at, but the kitchen itself did have two wooden ones set up in a section of it. It was a bit messy with various supplies, sacks and baskets set on it, but there was enough room to sit down at least.]
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[She wonders if Aang's lemur constantly riding around on people has anything to do with it. Another thing she's probably never going to see again.
Zuko eases herself into a chair at one of the tables. It's a far cry from eating at the royal palace, but still more comfortable than a lot of her other dining experiences. Rin certainly seems at ease in it.]
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Well at least until she remembered that she never introduced herself.]
... oh. Uhm. Heh, sorry. I didn't get your name. I'm Rin.
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[She nearly adds her title, but stops herself. She'd been so proud before coming here to have reclaimed it, and now it's completely meaningless.]
Just Zuko.
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Or never had them to begin with.]
'kay. Zuko. M'family name is Okumura, but everyone just calls me Rin.
[Except Kaoru and Colin but they're exceptions to the general rule.]
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[It's a pretty normal-sounding name anyhow.
Wait. Manners.]
Nice to meet you.
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Mhm!
[And back to making food.]
So uh. We don't got a whole lot here, but if there's anythin' you don't like lemmie know.
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[They may not even know the same kinds of foods for her to be able to tell Rin what she doesn't like. She certainly hasn't recognized any of the plants or animals around here. She actually saw some sort of pastry-bearing tree this morning.]
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[At least she's not like a certain pompous composer who complains at every turn in spite of Rin insisting that there really is nothing else.
And the doughnut tree is... ... a fucking doughnut tree. She has no idea what Aoi was thinking, she could have just asked Rin to make pastries instead of spending shards on a tree.
But that's neither here nor there.]
Stew is usually a pretty good thing to fall back on. Y'can just pick around anythin' in it you don't wind up likin'.
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[Never mind that mediocre stew is about the pinnacle of Zuko's cooking ability.]
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[You're going to have your mind blown by this stew then, Zuko.
Luckily Rin already had some made recently, and there was just enough left for about three or four more bowls. All she had to do was get it out and reheat it.]
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...although that stew is starting to smell pretty good.]
Is it ready yet?
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Juuust about~!
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That must've been some burden you got off your chest.
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The comment does get a glance over her shoulder, but she doesn't say anything.
Sorry, Zuko. She just wants to have her moment.]
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It kills her to sit around like this when she could be out looking for other survivors, but she's still healing. A warrior needs her rest, her uncle would tell her.
...
This is a pretty strange-looking kitchen, too, now that she's noticing.]
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Finally the stew is heated enough to be eaten, and Rin takes out a couple of bowls from one of the cupboards, dishing it out and bringing them both over.]
Want any bread? I just made some today.
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Zuko is about to tuck into the stew but glances up at Rin's question.]
Oh. Sure.
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Okay!
[There's a tall rolling rack of bakery shelves that she had set several loaves of a sort of oat-y bread have been set to cool. She goes to get one, cutting a few slices off on a wooden cutting board before bringing them over in a basket.]
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...this isn't bad.
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See? We don't got a lot here, but I've learned to work with what we do have. I try to make everythin' as fillin' as possible so no one goes hungry!
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[It's hard to accomplish anything useful if you're starving, after all.]
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[She may not be quite ready to team up with a bunch of strangers.
...
Maybe the dragon.]
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I am, too. [Well. She's strong and has a lot of power. Her skil with the blade is somewhat relative in that case.
Speaking of which, it is near by, tucked in a corner in a red silk case with her leather harness for it and the other sword she uses leaning against it.]
And I've still had things out there almost get me. I had a pretty scary run in with one'a the Caelondia devices not that long ago. I probably woulda died, if my friends hadn't been there to drag me out.
... that said, you can go out alone. It's your choice. I just know people that have done that and not come back.
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