Roommates

[saltysanta]

Who: Noël Christenbell, anyone else in house #1007
When: September 1
Where: House #1007
What: House mingle! Roommates gotta meet at some point, right?
Warnings: Possible language? I doubt anything too bad is gonna go down here.


What's This?
[Your new roommate is not very familiar with modern technology. You may be able to find him peering at a vent the air conditioning is blowing through, flicking the lights in a room on and off, or investigating things like the fridge or microwave in the kitchen.]

Family Feud Food
[Noël had gone through and counted the bedroom doors. So there were supposed to be four people living here? It was easier to cook enough for everyone than try to make tiny portions, and he was used to taking care of himself and Charles, when they'd actually had food to cook..... So you might be able to find him in the kitchen, working on a pot of simple stew.]

Wildcard
[Any way you want it, that's the way you need it~]


((OOC: Feel free to treat this like a mini mingle post--at least for my threads, everyone has blanket permission for hopping into threads or whatever.))

Comments

[foeyay]

I think his name started with a V.

[He doesn't even know the guy's name.]

[saltysanta]

You don't even know him? How do you know he's the strongest, then?

[foeyay]

Because he defeated my father.

[saltysanta]

Sounds reasonable.

[There's just an air about Kamui that makes him believe it, somehow. Maybe it's how matter of factly he declares it, or maybe it's that look in his eyes, where the smile failed to reach and something far more chilling took its place. If Kamui's father is stronger than he is, then who knows? Maybe his father's opponent really is the strongest man in the universe. Maybe Kamui is some kind of alien space prince or something?

Noël scoops a mouthful of stew onto his spoon, tapping it briskly against the rim of the pot before offering it to Kamui.]

Taste this and see if it needs anything?

[foeyay]

[Kamui is far from a prince, but he takes serious pride in his Yato bloodline. Noel is reading him right in that respect at least. The fact that this man managed to defeat the greatest alien hunter in the galaxy before Kamui is unacceptable in his eyes.

Sure, his little sister happens to live on the planet this man is trying to destroy, but that's not actually important. Really. It's not. He doesn't care about her at all. It's just that he should be the one to kill her, not some stranger with a stupid face.

Ah, right. Stew.

When the spoon floats his way, Kamui takes nearly the entire utensil into his mouth. Noel might want to retract his poor fingers.]

Needs more of everything!

[saltysanta]

Gyeh! I-I meant things like spices!

[It definitely does not need his fingers added to the mix! Noël abruptly jerks his hand back before Kamui could theoretically bite anything off, mildly bewildered to see nearly an entire serving spoon vanish. How does he do that?

Seriously, though, more of everything doesn't change proportions or flavor at all! That's just saying "I want a whole bowl, not just a spoonful.", isn't it?]

[foeyay]

Ah, no, nothing like that.

[Kamui easily waves the thought aside. The stew tastes just fine as is, spoon and all.]

[saltysanta]

Then it should be ready now.....

[Noël turns the burner off, opening a cupboard to get some bowls. Please don't eat the spoon, Kamui, they'll need that to serve with--and he's not entirely convinced you won't just devour that, too, the way you stuffed nearly the entire thing into your mouth.]

[foeyay]

[Luckily, Kamui doesn't seem eager to swallow the utensil just yet. Instead, the tip of its handle pokes out from between his lips, not unlike a large toothpick. He pulls it out of his mouth to hand to Noel as though he doesn't realize how it being coated in slobber could be an issue.]

[saltysanta]

Thanks.

[Noël fights the urge to grimace in disgust as he takes the spoon, giving it a quick rinse in the sink instead. He dishes out a bowl for each of them--if neither of their other roommates show up to claim portions of their own, then it's not his fault if they go hungry. If Kamui ends up devouring most of the pot getting thirds and fourths and more, then he's not going to be the one to stop him.]

[foeyay]

[It will happen if the drool oozing out the side of his mouth has anything to say about it.

Kamui accepts his bowl with something akin to grace and even moves to sit down before eating. Once he starts eating, however, all the rules go out the window. He gulps his helping down like a mug of chocolate milk.

Well, at least it's clear that he does like the taste.]

Aaaah, that hit the spot.

[saltysanta]

I'm..... glad to hear it.

[Even if he is staring a little, because he's never seen anyone inhale food quite that fast and not choke horribly on it. Still..... it's flattering, at least?]

[foeyay]

Now for spots two through ten!

[Yeah, he's getting up for seconds not two minutes after he sat down.]