Armphid
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Sheng was scratching Appa behind an ear, the great monster making a thrumming sound that was like a purr. Well, like a purr in the way that the sound of a door shutting was like a thunderclap. He grinned at Sai's comments, "Just a girl you had dinner with, huh? All right, if you say so." He was sure that was exactly what it was, but he wasn't about to not tease the stoic painter. Even though it was against his better judgment to do so quickly, he liked Sai.
"Thanks, I learned from a cook when I was younger." He was often in the kitchens as a child. The process of turning raw food into a meal had a kind of magic about it, back then. One of the chefs had taken it upon herself to teach the young Prince a few things. She told him that it'd be useful when he wanted to get a girl to like him. Sheng, at that point, still regarded girls as an alien life form, and thus had not understood. Now, however, he appreciated that sentiment. "But I know what you mean. The last few days have spoiled me." When you traveled, meals like this were few and far between. It was usually cold dried fruit and jerky, maybe porridge or bacon if you had time and the extra energy to cook. "Nice thing is though, I get to cook so little, I still have plenty of spices left. Makes the chances I do get all the better, you know?" Of course, when he hunted, he had fresh meat. Mmm...spitted over the open fire...Damn it. He was going to make himself hungry again.
The girls returned however, one of them with an arm about the other. He thought it might be Fumiko, but it was hard to tell. By the now dim firelight, he couldn't make out which one had the tattoos as this distance. "Sure, ladies. I guess we do need to think about where we're heading next, huh? Let me get the map out..."
"Thanks, I learned from a cook when I was younger." He was often in the kitchens as a child. The process of turning raw food into a meal had a kind of magic about it, back then. One of the chefs had taken it upon herself to teach the young Prince a few things. She told him that it'd be useful when he wanted to get a girl to like him. Sheng, at that point, still regarded girls as an alien life form, and thus had not understood. Now, however, he appreciated that sentiment. "But I know what you mean. The last few days have spoiled me." When you traveled, meals like this were few and far between. It was usually cold dried fruit and jerky, maybe porridge or bacon if you had time and the extra energy to cook. "Nice thing is though, I get to cook so little, I still have plenty of spices left. Makes the chances I do get all the better, you know?" Of course, when he hunted, he had fresh meat. Mmm...spitted over the open fire...Damn it. He was going to make himself hungry again.
The girls returned however, one of them with an arm about the other. He thought it might be Fumiko, but it was hard to tell. By the now dim firelight, he couldn't make out which one had the tattoos as this distance. "Sure, ladies. I guess we do need to think about where we're heading next, huh? Let me get the map out..."