arcanarum | second course

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[ Arriving at Arcanarum did a number of things to Miguel's stress levels, and if there's one thing Perú does to deal with his stress, it's cook. So upon discovering the ability to wish for things, he immediately began to stock up his kitchen, and started to do just that. The feed cuts on to reveal his kitchen, decorated with a bright string of red chili peppers and a few dishes already displayed in their colorful glory. He squats down a little to make sure you can see his face in the communicator, and smiles; he's ditched the regalia in favor of a brightly colored poncho and chullo, courtesy of his father.]

It's really freezing outside, isn't it? Maybe I'm just not used to it, but I feel like I'm going to lose a finger if I step outside, pe! I saw a couple of people were starting to get sick and I thought I'd do some cooking to get distracted and I...kinda overcooked, jeje. Is anybody hungry? Trust me when I say I could feed a crowd!

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::Don't mine the time it takes to video. It's a bit rough since he can't see what he's doing but! Success! Oh, and mind his mutilated English. Working on it::

Eee! Rrrrenne noh like cohld neitherrrr! Is yeu wahrrrm? Who yeu is?

::Chirp. Trill. Yes, those are his big ears twitching this way and that::

Yeu do cook too? Eeeee!

[Miguel blinks, a little surprised, but hey! He's seen weirder. ...Maybe not in his time here, but definitely weirder. Besides, anyone who likes cooking is a friend of Miguel's! And he immediately starts chattering back!]

Whoa, hey causa! I'm--Miguel, Miguel Prado, it's nice to meet you! You're...Rrrrenne? [He attempts to pronounce his name like he did, and it comes out in a trill of rolled r's.] And yeah, I love to cook! You too--what kind of stuff do you like--oh man, we're gonna be friends, I just know it!

Cowzuh? Eee? Hellow, Mick-gell.

::Smack him later for mutilating the name::

Eey-ess, Rrrrenne do cook too! Eee...Say-lorrrr things. Cof-fee, sooop...

::he does all kinds of things really; any new recipe he learns, he'll do it. 'Friends'...the word reverberates in his mind like an echo, turning his dark blue face a strange denim-blue shade::

Yeu wahn-t be?

::Friendship...oh yes, a momentous thing in his eyes::

[Mickguel is something he's never been called before, but he laughs, distracted as the other starts to talk.]

Oh yeah? And--yeah, of course! Anyone who cooks is a friend of mine, y'know? We ought to try something together, I bet I can teach you some really cool recipes!

[He's all sunshine, beaming into the camera. New friends!]

Eee...

::He seems confused, thoughtful, as if 'friendship' taken so nonchalantly is completely alien to him. It is actually, and even his years amongst Humans could never take down the surprise::

May-bee we leahrrrrn from o-therrr.

::That, he can wrap his brain around. Cooking with someone else. That...actually sounds kind of fun::

[He lights up immediately, thrilled at the prospect! A guy like that has to have some crazy cool things he's never heard of, right?]

Really? That sounds awesome! Oh man, I can teach you about the best food in the world, I hope you don't mind a little spice! You're welcome to come over if you want, I think I'm gonna be cooking for a while.

Eee...If yeu is no mind. May-bee Rrrrenne do cook fohrrr yeu too.

::'Spice' huh? He can't help but grin a little at that, letting a bright stripe of sky-blue flash across his face.::

[Miguel grins right back.]

I'd love it! What...kind of stuff do you eat, anyway, you're a big guy...[It didn't occur to him they might eat different stuff. Then again, this is coming from the guy who made guinea pigs gourmet, so whatever it is, it can't bother him that much.]

Eee....Rrrrenne eat noh meat but fi-shees...

::And then a splutter. Him? Big? Okay yes, he's got to laugh at that and shake his head::

Rrrrenne is noh big, sill-lee! Hee.

Fish?! Awesome, that's my favorite thing to cook! Oh man, I've got so much to teach you, you have no idea, I'm going to stuff you with food till you explode! Jajaja!

[Now he's excited. Aw yes, seafood.]

And--I dunno, you look big to me! Then again, I'm not so big either. [Unfortunately. 8(]

Heee! RRrrrenne do same wi-th yeu!

::Seafood! Oh yeah, now he's grinning. His skin's going wild with bright flashes of blue too::

May-bee we meet soon? Rrrrenne show yeu, noh is big.

::Six pounds of blue, slightly fuzzy critter!::

Yes, totally! As soon as you want, causa! I'm gonna be here cooking for a while. I live in...uh, the Rose district, by myself.

[SO EXCITED.] I'm looking forward to it already!

Ah la la, you really should take better care with these things...

[But Francis smiles a little. This sort of mistake is somewhat endearing.]

What sort of dishes did you make, Pérou?

Jaja, I just can't help it. [He shrugs his shoulders, then smiles and brings the compact over to the counter, showing off a variety of neatly plated dishes. It's the only thing in his life he can really do organized.]

Let's see! I made causa, just because it always reminds me of home, but then I had a lot of fish leftover so I made ceviche, and then papas a la huancaína, and now I wanted something sweet so I'm making picarones!

[He gestures to the bowl of peeled sweet potatoes on the counter, what he'd been working on before he started the feed.]

Ah, they look very good. [He nods approvingly over them, and okay maybe he's getting a little hungry - but then the last gets his attention.]

Ah, picarones? I think I have had those, once. They were nice, when I had them. Though I am sure the authentic dish is much better, non?

[Miguel beams.]

It's only the best, caushita! If you happen to hear they came from anywhere else--especially from Chile-- then you know that's wrong, right? You ought to come over and try some!

[He gives a little smile at the comment about Chile. Ah, rivalry. It's a thing he knows so well.]

Mm, I would love to, chérie, mais, I am stuck here at work. It is not as if I can leave my own business when there is still so much work to do.

You work?

[Miguel leans forward earnestly, definitely interested.] I didn't know you could do that here.

Oui, I do. I make clothes for everyone so they do not have to wear their denizen's clothes. Sometimes their denizen's clothes are too impractical. Other times their denizen does not wear clothes at all.

[He gives a little smile. ~~he's proud of his shop can you tell~~]

It gives me something to do.

That's really cool, Francía! [He sounds genuinely impressed!] I get you on the impractical thing, it's been like...two hundred years since I've had a breeze like that between my legs, I'm definitely a big supporter of the whole pants thing, jajaja.

[He pauses from his tangent, starting to think out loud a little.]
I might like to do that, maybe...I can take lazing around for forever, but I'm already making all this food...I might as well do something with it...

[He lets out a small laugh.] Mais oui! I am sure it is strange to suddenly be without them. Thankfully, my denizen wore pants. But if you need some clothes, I would be happy to make some for you!

Mm, you may as well. [He nods at Peru's suggestion.] It is much better than doing absolutely nothing, at least.

.. Do you call this freezing already? After all, it's not even close to winter yet. [ But at the same time, it's.. strange to think of it.. back home it was summer, and now it's already november in this place, huh? ]

Hey, I remember you! [Cheerfulness as always uninhibited, Miguel smiles into the feed, scratching his cheek.]

At home it's...what, September, right? It's about to be spring for me! So here it feels like the 9th circle of hell. [Okay, maybe he's exaggerating a little.]

[ They're quite the contrast, either way - since Natsuno is.. well, apathic, for the most part. At least, that's what his tone sounds like. ]

I think the 9th circle of hell would actually be hot rather than cold, right?

....Details.

[Miguel totally waves that off and rubs his shoulders. Natsuno's attitude barely bothers him, as usual.]

It's still really cold! Normally around now I'm starting to go to the beach, pe!

.. But.. it's October, isn't it? [ he thinks so, at least-- what is keeping track of the date. ]

It's usually already getting colder by that time. Autumn and all.

....[Wait a second.] Oh, oh, ohhh! You must live on the other half of the world, right? In the south, we have summer in December!

[And it's awesome, thank you very much.]

Yeah, I'm from Japan. But.. I honestly didn't think there were that many people from the other side of the world here, I haven't met anyone yet claiming to be from there aside from you.

--Oh wow, that's far away! How's the food? What's Japan like? He's a nice guy but he sure is quiet, we don't talk that much, China on the other hand you know, a huge chunk of my population is part Chinese and--

[Deep breath.]

...Luciano's here too, have you met him yet? He's Brazil! My cousin.

[ What's Japan like, a.. nice guy-.. ah. Right. Country people. It's still a weird idea, even though he's talking to one.. ]

I guess the food is okay? But it's something I'm used to, so maybe it's gross to you. [ shrug. ] I don't know Japan though ... The guy, that is.

Japanese food? Nah, I love it! Sushi, sashimi--we've got a taste for raw fish, manyas? I just do it better. [He laughs at that, grin wide.]

And you don...oh, yeah. I guess that makes sense, jaja. He's here!

[ This guy sure always is energetic, geez.. ]

Oh, is that so? I guess I didn't talk to him yet.

[ Well, Minato's absolutely fine with doing his own cooking. After all, that is what he does most of the time anyway. But the prospect of someone else's cooking - and especially when it looks pretty tasty and different - is certainly appealing. Minato likes good food. ]

Ah -- I don't believe we have met, but my name is Minato Arisato. It is very kind of you to share.

[ But he has to be polite! It's not nice to to just show up when you don't even know someone... ]

If... I came by, would you mind if I took some home for my housemates?

[At the new voice, Miguel beams into the camera, looking away from the pleasant sizzle of the picarones he had been working on.]

Claro que si, causa! There's more than enough to go around, promise! With this wishing thing, I could cook all day...!

Mm -- it is useful for getting ingredients. Thank you.
[ He pauses for a moment before giving a polite nod to the mirror. ]

I will be over soon.

See you then!

[Success!!]

[ Soon enough, there is a knock on his door! And one somewhat cold looking Japanese teenager with large dark feathered wings held tightly to his back is standing outside, bundled in a coat he's altered to accommodate the wings. His hands are shoved deep in his pockets, and he seems patient enough as he waits. ]

[Miguel opens the door with a bright smile--the smells from the kitchen are drifting out into the chilly fall evening, and he shivers at the blast of wind from inside and ushers Minato inside, chattering at a mile a minute.]

¡Habla causa! Minato, right? Come on in, it's freezing outside, grab a plate and help yourself to whatever you want! I like your wings, those are really cool!

[ Oh, it's actually kind of nice to listen to someone chatter away so cheerfully, especially with the gloom and cold outside. Really, Miguel seems really friendly, and Minato already likes his first impression.

So, murmuring a thank you and a 'they're a little inconvenient...' about the wings, he comes on in, hovering just inside the doorway while he thaws out and removes his shoes. It's more habit than anything else. When he follows Miguel further in, he again pauses to survey all the food he's made in person! ]

Ah -- it smells amazing.

Oii, Miguel~

Maybe I'll come over soon. You better be careful, amigo, your'e going to end up with a house full of food and nowhere to put it!

[Oh Luciano, you say that like Miguel couldn't put it all away himself. He's a teenage vacuum.]

Jajaja, that's never happened before! Besides, it's a good way to make friends, I think~

Well, as long as you'll let old friends join as well!

As long as you promise not to burn anything. [He's teasing, obviously, and he winks at the camera.] It wouldn't be a party without you, caushita!

Come on, bro, I don't burn anything but wimpy tongues!

[that came out weird.]

I'll come over in a sec!

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Ack, pardon the slow!

I was on vacation this weekend bb, no big deal <3

:D Welcome back!

Thank you~8D

:D So sorry for the slow. My pet bunny ended up sick, so I'm taking care of him.

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I just made myself really hungry orz

lksjdlgkjsa oh no ;A;

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Hope you don't mind the late reply? I tend not to do much new tagging during the week.

Not at all <333

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