handcrafted beers [o, cooking]

[rue]

he would nearly drop the knife again upon hearing johannes speak, fumbling with it for a moment before placing it on the counter. turning around to face the leader, a brief look of surprise crossed his features before he attempted to smooth down his hair, only succeeding in smearing a bit of blood across his forehead. so much for looking suave. he would quickly shove his hands in his pockets so jo couldn't see the cuts [even though the blood with evidence enough] before speaking. "now that i think about it, some help would be appreciated." he admitted, his smile fading into something more casual. "cutting things doesn't seem to be my specialty." pulling out a pot, he would place it on the counter next to the knife before turning to johannes. "do you mind filling the pot with water? it shouldn't take long to warm up the stove."

[ashen]

build our fate over hollow ground—

[table]

[rue]

as johannes came in with the pot he would start to gather up the vegetables and place them nearby. let's see, what did his mother used to say about soup? broth, vegetables, salt, and pepper, a bit of love. now he had four of those, but did the lodge have any broth? that was a damn good question. "well, it would be nice if you could look around for some broth or bouillon cubes, but if we don't have any you can start to add salt and pepper to the water." with that he would start to scrape in the vegetables, fetching a wooden spoon from a drawer before beginning to stir the mixture. "you could also taste it in a few minutes, though i'm pretty it's going to taste like unicorn farts. colorful and deceiving."

[videnda]

☆ ★ ☆ the girl entered the kitchen after hearing the loud banging, concerned that someone had gotten hurt. after all, that was a pretty common occurrence. plus she didn't know who was actually in the kitchen, it could have been J looking for more things to plant for all she knew, which in that case she should probably go rescue him before he hurt himself.

but the view she came to see made her smile. Johannes and robin were cooking. if that wasn't amazing rnough, they were cooking together. she would remain quiet, hoping to just watch this rare spectacle without disturbing them and making them feel the need to stop. she didnt see johannes as the cooking type really, he seemed more like the ill go kill the food but you can cook it. robin, she didn't know the guy very well but he made her laugh so she liked him. plus he was only four years older than her which compared to the much bigger gap between all of the other lodge members, was pretty nice.

[ashen]

build our fate over hollow ground—

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[rue]

his assigned task was to help out in the kitchen for a couple of days, and so far it wasn't going too well. about thirty minutes ago someone had asked him to cut some vegetables, and being the gentlemen that he was, robin accepted, thinking that it wouldn't be too hard. but it seems like his clumsiness somehow had transferred from his legs to his hands, and by the time ten minutes had passed both of his hands were covered with tiny cuts. it didn't help that he refused to  stop for the sake of wanting to help out, and as a result there was a good amount of bloody smudges on his shirt. luckily he had enough common sense to clean his hands, the knife, and the cutting board so nothing got contaminated. he was in the middle of cutting the last vegetable, a cucumber, when he knocked the knife off the counter, causing it to narrowly miss his foot and fall inside a bucket. bending over and carefully gripping the handle, he would stand back up only to hit his head on one of the shelves, a soft series of curses escaping his lips. surely cooking wasn't supposed to be this hard? he didn't even start making the soup yet.

[ashen]

build our fate over hollow ground—

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