midori_majutsu_shi | late night kitchen raid

Reiko sat up jerking herself out of the nightmare she had been in. Her hand flew up and a single word was muttered. “Tachair,” The small purple flame came to her hand and she waited a moment for her eyes to adjust. She was still in her room at HQ, letting the light go out she sat still a moment letting her eyes readjust to the dark. When she finally moved she grabbed a robe pulling it on. Bare feet soon were padding down the hall, headed to the kitchen.

The doctor needed something to keep her from thinking about the images that had woken her. Not like he’ll be able to get to me, Grandfather will not be seeing the sky for quite some time. She thought flicking on the light, blinking at it a moment before crossing over to see if they had the ingredients for the treat she wanted.

Half hour later Reiko was pulling out the first batch of oatmeal cookies popping the last bit into the oven. Her free hand went up to the ring that hung around her neck. “Too bad you’re not around to help eat these Sel…” She whispered the words thinking she was alone.

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"I don't know. We're very different people, Reikp. I mean I'm part kitsune and you're.... You."

That next bit has her smirk. "I can only do Japanese dishes.... maybe we should try learning how to do other stuff together? Can't go paint the town red with Miss Diva all the time after all."

Ryosai counts the number of cookies carefully. "It wouldn't hurt to do more later. They're good."

"Mixed blood Japanese with a parent who's seeped in the occult?" She added helpfully.

"I have a horrible voice for Kareoke though." She giggled. "Though I agree we should do more together, and not just training."

"I'll have to get more ingredients then. Maybe dried berries for the batch later."

"You forgot mutant," Ryosai teases good-naturedly. "It's okay I forgive you."

"Awww. But Rei-Rei, that's why we go to a bra. Everyone will be too drunk to notice," Ryosai fake whines it's hard to do that when her hair flashes bright red and her eyes are twinkling. The fox is so showing up.

"Cooking is fun. I have a fondness for red bean rice balls. They're very sweet."

"Yeah, well not like I use those abilities that often." She shrugged a little.

"Buuuuuuuutttttt I scare the drunks," She whined back grinning. We'll go some time, but I did warn you."

"I'm partial to Mochi and Wagashi myself. I learned how to preform the whole tea ceremony as well as make the treats for it when living with Grandfather." Though her wagashi usually had poisons mixed in for one of her targets, but she does know how to make them without blowfish toxin.

"You don't need to unless we get hurt really bad," Ryosai says with a shrug. "I wouldn't ask you to unless I was really hurting."

See this just has Ryosai laughing out loud. This is a good thing. "But Reeeeei. I like it when grown men cry."

That sounds so wrong but whatever. :...We need more Mochi icecream on the base for when we're cranky."

"I know, and don't expect me to look forward to it. I don't like teammates hurt."

"Well your eardrums. I warned you and I'm not healing them." She grinned.

"We're going to end up filling the freezer with it aren't we?"

"I know. You're a good person," Ryosai says feeling comfortable with her again.

"Hey. I'll be okay. I bring ear plugs just in case," she jokes.

"Probably but that's okay because between what will be eventually six of us I think we've got it covered."

Sometimes... She kept the smile on her face, after all the Kitsune didn't need to know her past.

"I'll buy the drinks then. At least the first two rounds."

"It will be interesting to see who the other members are. I doubt we'll clash too much. Hope we get at least one guy in the group. If for nothing else for us to send out to deal with the press."

"I'll owe you a few rounds," Ryosai admits. "Especially if we lean towards drinking games."

She thinks about it then shrugs. "I figure if we're the girls-quad that would be perfectly fine too. Not a big thing."

"Then sounds like a plan." She grinned.

"True, we're an odd bunch already." She giggled.

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