folklorist | ϡ - Chapter ThirtyFour; The snowy white day and the curse [Action (for House 44)|Voice|Written]

[ There’s the rhythmic clink of a knife cutting through vegetables and on the cutting board. There’s a small humming coming from the person doing said cooking before they stop. ] Ah! G-Good afternoon everyone. I hope everyone is enjoying themselves today. It looks like we have a bit of a snow storm going on, hm? Make sure to bundle up if you do go out.

[ There’s a hum and then another chop or two. ] Snow. Snow lots of it. Plenty to do with it though. Speaking of I have two ideas I thought might be nice to bring up. First one being a delivery service of sorts! It'll run out of house forty four and we can get you anything you might need during the winter...during times like this, for example. Because walking out in this kind of weather is just dreadful. H-having teleportation magic makes it loads easier a-and I think it'll help people out just a little more. I-I suppose requesting things over the journals would be the fastest way to get it to you. I haven't quite worked out all the details for it yet. But having it as a service available for the winter months might be beneficial all around. [ He'll clear his throat before continuing. ]

The next is a bit more fun and less serious. I thought up the idea back in December, if you saw my snow sculptures walking around that one day. How does a nice, light, fun snow sculpture competition sound to everyone? You can make teams based on the community buildings, houses, or simply join up with your friends! I-I think…it might be nice to do. It’ll help with the recent going ons around here. [ Lots of people leaving some good old fashion fun wouldn’t hurt. ]

As for prizes…well I’m not quite certain what one could ask for when you can get whatever you want. It’s a rather tricky thing to come up with prizes here, but not impossible. Ah! But…there is the hot springs. Perhaps the winning team can take a few hours or a day to have the hot springs to themselves. Maybe having the food of their choice cooked for them while up there? [ Just going to be chopping some more yup. ]

I don’t know when to have it either, actually. Maybe right after Valentine’s Day? [Oh boy Valentine's Day. That is coming up rather soon, isn't it? ] Depending on the amount of snow we get. I-I’m sure it’s not going to melt anytime soon. Could always make more too…

But, yes, if you have any feedback for it I’d love to hear! A little community fun can go a long way after all. I think Luceti could use- [there’s a long pause and then a muted cry of pain comes over the journal. It comes out as a pained gasp and the knife he was holding clatters to the floor but only after Helios cuts himself. Damn. He'll just quickly grab a nearby towel and press it against the wound. Helios turns off the voice function as soon as it happens so no one else can hear it. But, oh, damn he hopes no one is home right now. It’s back, this pain, oh gods it’s just like getting it the first time. He’ll just brace himself against the kitchen counter as he bites back those tears. The next part is said shakily. Helios manages to keep his voice level however. ]

S-sorry about that. But I think everyone could agree that Luceti could use some fun. I'll be around so-so if anyone has any questions feel free to ask. Th-there's also the ah... [ Give him a second he's trying to brain things while all this pain is hitting him at once. ] Th-the meeting tomorrow, too. I can answer things there as well, if-if people need t-time to think on it. S-Stay warm today everyone. Hot chocolate is a wonderfully good remedy for this sort of weather. [ Of all the times to get back his curse. It was bound to happen. He knows that. Nothing ever lasts forever. ]

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Ah, yes, of course. [ Girl talk indeed. Helios will shake his head and walk over towards the two of them. ]

You can start cutting the potatoes if you'd like. Then there's the carrots, celery, onions and the chicken to throw in before we can leave it on the stove to cook for a few hours.

Chopping. Perfect. Adele, you take the potatoes, I'll get started on the carrots. [Deja vu? Maybe.]

[ Deja vu indeed. ] I'll get started on the celery then. We'll make you into a chef in no time at all Adele.

[ But...small steps first. ]

The confidence you two have in me is overwhelming. [She chuckles and pulls out a cutting board and small knife, skinning the potatoes one by one. Prep work she could manage, but the application of heat to anything in hopes of producing something palatable? Not so much.]

Confidence, hope, and optimism. None lacking in this house. [Said with a small chuckle as Ginia grabs the bundles of carrots and takes them to the sink to wash them.]

Besides. What if one day we are unable to cook and it all falls onto you? What then?

We do have a lot of that, don't we? [ To a stunning degree might he add. But there's nothing wrong with a little confidence, hope, and optimism! ]

Exactly! We'd be rather indebted to you as it were. I think you're perfectly capable of doing it, Adele. You have a steady hand and that's a very good asset to have when it comes to cooking.

I am only mildly surprised that neither of you have started singing and little woodland creatures haven't joined you in doing so yet. [She huffs a laugh, setting the first potato aside and starting on the next.]

Hm. I suppose you would get very tired of my bringing food from Seventh Heaven home very quickly. I'll suffer my attempts at cuisine on my own, but I'll not let you two endure it.

Believe me, it's for the best. Helios would insist on keeping all of them, and my singing voice makes little birds explode. [A teasing smile and a half-truth. Their house would be full of little woodland creatures if anything of the sort happened.]

Bringing food home from Seventh Heaven would also be cheating. Don't worry, we'll have you cooking in no time.

[ Helios frowns looking back at Adele and Ginia. There's a small smile on his features as he sighs and shakes his head. ] Yes well...it's rather cold out. I'd feel dreadful kicking them all out of the house afterwards. Besides we have plenty of room and they'd be good company for Odin, Edna and Orenji.

[ He nods going to rinse that celery and chop it up now. ] We'll make you into a Luceti renowned chef in no time at all Adele!

So long as I am not the one to clean the carpet afterward and they do not get into my clothing or case, I do not care. [A half shrug and a chuckle, she shakes her head and finishes peeling the next few potatoes.]

It cannot be cheating, you never said there were rules. Just that you two would be unable to cook. [Adele snorts.] Do you not recall how I have told you several times of making my ex husband ill by trying to feed him? It was not exaggeration. He framed the incident reports and hung them in the kitchen so I wouldn't try to cook again.

It'd certainly be a fine start to our pet-sitting agency. [A light laugh as she sets to work chopping up carrots.]

We a stubborn bunch. Besides, boiling water, adding pasta, pouring a premade sauce on top. I'm sure even you can manage that. [Then again, she managed food poisoning from a premade box cake...]

Yes it certainly would be...we could even ask the animals how we're doing since they talk and all. Who better to ask than the customers themselves? [ Helios just laughs. ]

I'm more surprised he didn't try to help you improve. [ A frown. ] I always enjoyed cooking...with my mother and-and the like.

I cannot believe that I'm coming to accept that animals talk. And that they actually have something to say. It is very strange. [The last of the potatoes is peeled and she starts slicing them into inch thick cubes.]

He tried. He failed. He called one of my cousins, a top chef in one of Paris' restaurants to come teach me. He to, failed. I simply never had the time or motivation to learn before. We had enough to order take out, or I could play for a meal in one of the local cafes. My mother, sisters, even little Henri, they all loved to cook. Apparently my father and I are the only ones that have the talent for making poison out of porridge.

Except for Orenji. His words can be summarized by "feed me", "pet me", and "put me down." [From under the table, Orenji offers an offended meow, displeased by her teasing. She looks over at her cat and smiles.] Oh, quiet, you know I love you.

Then it seem what's needed is some proper Solana stubbornness and some Sprensonne magic. One way or another, we will have you cooking. By yourself even.

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