knightsoflegend | CLOSED ♔ CHOCOLATE CAKE

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CLOSED ♔ CHOCOLATE CAKE

WHO || Francesca, Christos La Krail [Closed]
WHAT || Late night surprises (and it's not even dirty)
WHERE || The Kitchen
WHEN || Late Tuesday Night
HOW || Actionspam

[A tentative late night text:] Are you busy?

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And yet somehow you rather excel at getting your way, despite. [He waggles his fork the slightest bit over his cake, making it obvious that he's including this whole... making him eat chocolate cake with her thing under that umbrella.] I'm certain you can find your own way to teach him a lesson.

[Oh yes, she's so sorry she made him eat this delicious chocolate cake with her. But she knows he's being nice, and encouraging, and she appreciates it.] Yes, well, now that you put it that way, perhaps I see the lesson to be learned. [She chews on her bottom lip.] I just hope he pays attention. He doesn't really come across as the sharpest knife in the drawer. I'm hoping it's just for show.

Ah yes, the idiot. Disguise of choice for those with no sense of pride.

[She chuckles and her face softens.] A lack of pride on his part would make my job a little easier. But if that is the case, I know I would just end of feeling guilty for exploiting his self-deprecation.

[She sighs and shrugs.] I'll figure it out. We'll be doing field-work soon enough. That'll be a better way to judge his true nature and intents.

The surest way to discover what he's made of, I would think.

[She makes a noise in agreement.] And what did you discover about my character after my first mission? [She ask curiously, focusing her attention on her plate in case it's an awkward question to ask, but keeping a smile to lighten the mood.]

That you were willing to put up with a great deal.

[She looks back up at him with a wide smile.] I usually find it's very much worth the effort, in the long run.

[Yes, she's talking about you, Christos, even if you weren't 8)]

... And, of course, that you possessed incredible foresight. [He seems to be amused, at least, and finishes off the cake.]

[Her smile turns very tender at his comment, as she vividly recalls their heart-to-heart discussion after her first mission.] Even so, I think I may have greatly underestimated certain aspects of my future. [And her smile brightens as she meets his eyes for a moment before pushing her chair back from the table.]

I can take care of that for you. [She motions to his now empty plate.]

Appreciated. [Only the barest hint of a smile remains on his lips as he watches her]

I'll be meeting with Katniss in the morning. I imagine I should get some work done before then.

[She nods as she places their plates in the sink.] What would you like me to do with the rest of your cake? I'm afraid if you leave it here the scavengers are likely to pick it over.

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There must be somewhere it can be whisked away to.

I suppose I could do that. [She turns her attention to her hands pretending to busy themselves at the counter.] Thank you, by the way.

Why are you thanking me? [He makes it sound particularly blunt, like it's really dumb to thank HIM for the cake YOU made]

[She doesn't turn around but her snort visibly shakes her shoulders.] I meant for the company.

[She runs the water in the sink, afraid of making this too awkward by actually looking at him. She starts to untie her apron as she continues speaking, slowing removing it while being extra deliberate with her next sentence.] It was nice to talk. Just the two of us. Even if I did have to bribe you to make it happen.

[And she finally turns around, setting the apron down before leaning her back against the counter, her hands splayed on the surfaces at her side and her shoulders pushed back slightly. She gives him one more beaming smile to take with him to do his ~~home~~work.]

I was under the impression it was a gift. Not a bribe. [Oh ho ho]

[She looks away and opens her mouth, but closes it again, shaking her head and finally breaking back out her smile.] Then, you would have sat with me for the last half an hour, regardless if there was a cake involved?

... Haven't we done as much on several occasions before?

I suppose, but I'm usually the one that has to make the offer is all I'm saying. [She raises her eyebrows in a teasing challenge.]

And you're right, it was a gift. I would have just left it outside the door to your room if you hadn't shown up. [Or bitterly thrown the whole thing away and never shared it's existence with anyone. Either, or.] I did make it for you. I couldn't share it with anyone else. [She's says it like a logical argument, but her voice trails off towards the end.

She keeps it quiet for the next part.] And I didn't know if I needed to apologize for the other night. [It takes her several moments to be able to raise her eyes up to meet his.

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[He examines her silently after that, until she looks back up at him. His forehead is furrowed in concern, or confusion. It's hard to say.]

I told you, it's forgotten. [That is his attempt at being comforting about it ;;]

And is that a good thing, or a bad thing? [She wants to know, but he doesn't seem upset, so she's pretty sure he wasn't too offended by it all. She makes a sudden wave with her hand.] Oh, never mind. Forgotten, right?

I remember what I said, that night, by the way. I wasn't that intoxicated. [But she does smirk at her foolish indulgence, nonetheless.]

I rather expected as much. You rarely drive yourself to such excess. [Is that a compliment or-- who the fuck knows what it was supposed to be.]

[Yeah, he's one to talk. But she's not offended, or complimented.] It's a difficult endeavor to begin with. [And she pushes herself away from the counter, in a bouncy movement.] But I can let you get back to work. I don't want to keep you.

Do let me know where you stash the remainder.

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