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Post by Gengar on Jun 1, 2017 1:07:58 GMT -5
*is excited* take all the time you need tho! it's sort of a big task cx
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Post by Nιɳʝα☯ on Jun 1, 2017 8:09:58 GMT -5
Ouch I hit my elbow
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Post by Nιɳʝα☯ on Jun 1, 2017 10:13:25 GMT -5
Ugh I have work today rip
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Post by Gengar on Jun 1, 2017 10:34:53 GMT -5
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Post by 𝒇𝒂 𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒏 on Jun 1, 2017 11:56:21 GMT -5
that's okay Appz! my little sister's graduation is today so I'll be pretty busy with that anyway you just take care not to wear yourself out!
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Post by Nιɳʝα☯ on Jun 1, 2017 12:15:12 GMT -5
Fine with me I mean I won't be home until 10:30 eastern time so
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Post by anathema on Jun 1, 2017 12:21:05 GMT -5
ryland seymour doss❝ when the world gets too heavy put it on my back, i'll be your levy ❞ ♡ "What can I say? It's a talent," Ryland joked back, a small amused smile on his lips. "Well, good. Everyone knows that breakfast wouldn't even be edible if the master chef wasn't there to pull it all together." He teased again. It was easy to joke with someone so laid back and already pretty humorous.
Ryland actually did like to cook. Although he didn't do any of the cooking when Yael was around, and his skills were pretty competent, it was still pretty enjoyable. He couldn't cook things with unique and mouthwatering flavor like the pack's sweetheart could, but he could at least cook without burning the food and the cabin down with it. Besides, breakfast was breakfast and no one would really complain as long as the food was edible.
"Hmm.." Ryland thought for a moment. "Milk, eggs, vegetable oil, flour, sugar, baking powder, and salt." He noticed that Colby was already retrieving the eggs, vegetable oil, and flour. He helped by getting the milk, sugar, baking powder, and salt.
He began to mix the wet ingredients of milk, eggs, and vegetable oil together after he put the whisks in the mixer and plugged it into the wall. Ryland hummed softly, before adding the flour, sugar, baking powder, and salt. He mixed those up as well, although looking up when Robin appeared and gave them the instructions to use the berries sparingly.
He smiled playfully at Colby, whom exclaimed they should make fruity pancakes. "Agreed. But if the berries have to be used sparingly, then we'll primarily make regular pancakes, and then make just a few with berries in the them. Just enough for anyone to have at least one. Y'know, that way Rowan doesn't kill us." He paused. "Well, hopefully."
Ryland grabbed one of the frying pans sitting out on the counter that he had originally gotten for Yael. He set it on the stove and turned the burner on. "If you want, you can make another bowl of pancake batter and add some of the berries to it." He also explained to Colby the measurements for each ingredient as well.
He poured a little bit of batter into pan, beginning the process of cooking pancakes. He waited about a minute-and-a-half and then flipped the pancake, doing the same waiting process before putting the newly made pancake onto a plate. "One pancake has been made without burning the house down." Ryland announced jokingly.
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Post by Gengar on Jun 1, 2017 13:25:26 GMT -5
tbh rowan should totally just open the fridge later and be like "what happened to my berries??" colby would die from laughter
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Post by Nιɳʝα☯ on Jun 1, 2017 13:32:31 GMT -5
if i was there i probably would have taken the berries and ran
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Post by Gengar on Jun 1, 2017 13:52:07 GMT -5
Colby Marce ❝ charm is the ability to insult people without offending them; nerdiness is the reverse ❞ - - - - - - - "Yeah, yeah, I gotcha." He took another (slightly smaller) bowl from the cupboard and began to pour ingredients in as well. See, baking was more of an art than a science, and haking was also an art, so Colby was, by association, good at baking. However, he liked more approximate measurements. It wasn't like coding; you didn't really need to be precise. A semi-colon here, a parenthesis there, and somehow the code is still broken. No, baking was... easier, right? A little extra vegetable oil never hurt anyone, anyway.
His batter, however, somehow, did not look the same as Ryland's when he peeked over to watch Ryland pour his batter onto the pan. It might be the color? Or possibly consistency? Or both...
Oh well! Colby took some berries out and washed them before tossing them in. He was careful not to take too many, but what would Rowan consider too many? He stared at the berries in his hand, then the bowl, then the package of berries before deciding he was too young to die and putting half of the last handful back into the package.
Ryland was about done cooking the first pancake. When he moved it onto a plate, Colby lunged on the chance to pour his own batter onto the pan. "Not for long!" he snickered. He grinned proudly at his pancake. The berries were mixing in nicely. As the batter heated up, the juices from the berries were seeping into the pancake around them. It actually looked pretty good!
He waited in anticipation as it cooked. It wasn't long before he flipped it over. See? He was just as good a cook as Ryland or (more importantly, no offense, Ryland) Yael.
It was just omelettes. Omelettes were his weakness.
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Post by anathema on Jun 1, 2017 16:33:14 GMT -5
ryland seymour doss❝ when the world gets too heavy put it on my back, i'll be your levy ❞ ♡ Ryland stepped out of Colby's way quickly, laughing at the other's determination to cook a pancake too. He watched him pour the batter, not necessarily because he didn't trust him to cook it, but more because he just wanted to watch. The other just seemed so happy-go-lucky all of the time that he couldn't help but snicker at the way he acted sometimes.
He stepped away to put the berries back away into the refrigerator, although retrieving the bottle of syrup and setting it next to the single pancake that had been cooked.
"Having fun?" Ryland glanced at Colby, amused.
He absently bent down and opened the bottom cabinet to get another frying pan so that he could cook as well and they could get breakfast done a lot faster. He stood back up and turned another burner on.
He poured some more batter into the pan, and nudged Colby with elbow gently in a playful manner as he moved the handle of the pan. He waited for the appropriate amount of time and watched as the pancake cooked before flipping it and doing the same process with the other side. This wasn't so bad. It was different and albeit fun for a distraction.
The pancake was done cooking and he dumped it on top of the already cooked one. Yup. This was going to be the process for a while until they cooked everyone's pancakes. How entertaining.
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Post by anathema on Jun 1, 2017 17:44:18 GMT -5
oop, what's the issue? is it the font? or the formatting? o: i didn't realize it was difficult to read
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 1, 2017 18:13:52 GMT -5
i think it's the font that makes it hard to read o;
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Post by anathema on Jun 1, 2017 19:28:57 GMT -5
oop, my bad. i'll make note of that and use a different font. i didn't realize, my apologies
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Post by lozi on Jun 1, 2017 20:18:43 GMT -5
feather, you said you had Robin at the cabin?
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 1, 2017 20:20:53 GMT -5
yup, yup c:
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Post by lozi on Jun 1, 2017 20:22:18 GMT -5
Do you want me to pull up my last post, or write a new starter?
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 1, 2017 20:23:46 GMT -5
could you quote your last post please? ;w;
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Post by lozi on Jun 1, 2017 20:28:13 GMT -5
LACHLAN STONE
"My teeth may be sharp, and I've been raised to kill... But the thought of fresh meat, it is making me ill..."
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The sound of Rowan putting Aurora back in her place twisted Lachlan's gut. He could take care of himself. Nevertheless, he was grateful for it. He watched Aurora slink out of the house, and morph into her red wolf form. She slipped around the side of the house, leaving Lachlan to settle on feeling indifferent. He'd meant nothing to her until he proved his worth, the fact that he could earn his keep in the pack.
Her bitterness must have rubbed off on him through the years, he'd been a real riot to be around when he was younger. The old alpha had detested him, Lachlan had been one of the few who would stand against him. A long scar over his chest reminded him of when he'd stepped too far out of line. Lachlan had defended the younger ones, and always had a joke to take people through hard times. When Lachlan had no one to help him through his hard times, eventually, his spirit broke. Gone was the charming smile and the wild story-telling for the younger ones. Lachlan liked to look back on those days, remembering every detail. Maybe some day he could find it inside himself to be that person.
Lachlan's inner wolf practically leapt out of him trying to follow Rowan. He could help protect him. Why wasn't he brought along? Everyone else probably knew what was going on... He hated being clueless. He'd arrived late, and missed the news, and now he was in the dark. Holding back a frustrated growl, he chided his wolf into silence. His alpha could handle it. He met Rowan's gaze, and a chill went down his spine. He could see the relation in their eyes, the same eyes that had leered over him before tearing into his chest. He remembered lying on the ground as- He blinked away the traumatic event, Rowan wasn't his father. He'd proved that.
Rowan had ordered him to stay, so he finished off his veal, licking his lips with satisfaction. He could cook pretty well, if he said so himself. Of course, nothing topped Yael's cooking. He wanted to check in on her, make sure she was alright, she'd just gotten back from a long trip. He headed towards Rowan's's room, but stopped himself. Yael was probably resting by now, and wouldn't like to be disturbed. Besides, he had no place wandering around in the alpha's house. Instead, he leaned up against a wall, dutifully watching the door.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 1, 2017 20:29:40 GMT -5
thankie~ uvu give me a bit and i'll get something up for ya c:
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Post by lozi on Jun 1, 2017 20:33:15 GMT -5
I'm pretty tired right now, so if I don't reply, it's because I've fallen asleep. If I'm not back, good night!
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 1, 2017 20:48:16 GMT -5
robin ashwood --
For right now everything seemed peaceful. A few inklings of curiosity bubbled throughout the room at the urgency of Rowan, Luca, and Leo leaving, but it was gone as fast as it had arrived. The pack knew that Rowan and his three closest friends could take care of themselves. Olivia was there as well, and if anybody could get past her sharp sass, then, well, that was an intruder worth mentioning later. But there wasn't anybody that could survive Ollie's sass. Not even Robin's healing could bring somebody back from such an attack. The healer chuffed faintly at the amusing thoughts running through her head. Shaking her head faintly to herself she took a sip of her tea, letting the warm flavors settle onto her tongue. For a second she allowed herself to close her eyes. If she stayed like this much longer her having not slept any last night would finally catch up to her.
Luckily there was something that snapped her away from the ravine of sleep.
Robin's green eyes snapped over to the slinking away of Aurora Stone. She was an older pack member, one that only held a place as a member and nothing more. She wasn't special, a simple pack mate, the mother of Lachlan actually. The healer silently watched as the older woman slunk away like some half injured animal. Instinct told her that Aurora wasn't injured, so Robin didn't feel the need to run after the woman. Instead, her instincts told her to look for somebody else. The woman's son. The pack's loner.
The thick-furred wolf perked its ears in interest as Robin turned her gaze and found the young male finishing off his own breakfast. Her wolf told her to keep her interest on him just a moment longer. So she did. After a moment she watched as he went off to do his own thing. Her gazes turned to subtle glances - she wasn't going to be caught staring at him like he was some kind of freak. He was an important pack mate, an enforcer, she couldn't get on his bad side because she had been staring at him. She would, however, go up to him as a dominant wolf to another dominant wolf. After what had transpired between his mother and him moments before, Robin could only wonder if he was okay, and she knew she may not even get an answer if she asked. As the loner Lachlan wasn't going to be one to really open up.
Setting aside her cup of tea, Robin got to her feet. After a moment of letting Lachlan walk off first - apparently he was heading toward Rowan's room. To guard the door while Yael slept? - Robin made her way back to Rowan's room, stopping near the front door where Lachlan was now standing watch. The healer tipped her head to the side. "I'm sure there's no need to guard the door," she murmured softly, using her voice to show the male that she meant no harm in following him up here. "Something bothering you? I couldn't help but notice your mother out there earlier." Here was the fun part, getting Lachlan to maybe open up about his feelings if only by a little bit. But as healer she felt compelled to help the male no matter the problem. Physical, mental, pain was pain and Robin knew how to heal pain. That was something she was particularly good at.
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 1, 2017 20:48:58 GMT -5
alright! c; good night if you do go to sleep ~
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