A knife-like talon slowly moves in front of her and stabs into blueprint. Step One. The entity dissolves. She is alone in the room once more.
*Was Pod too harsh this time? I feel like I might have played him a bit too discomforting.*
She falls to her knees, visibly shaking. The static creeps back in to its near-deafening state, drowning out the sounds of her incoherent screaming.
*For most, probably. However, I feel like Pod's "The Reason You Suck" speech might be exactly what KK needs to potentially realize that she might be able to avoid going past the moral event horizon and give up her plan to become a biomechanical monstrosity. We'll see if it sticks ;)*
*You really were right about how he's a decent foil for KK. I'm a bit unsure on their relative levels of derangement, but I think Podmorski might surpass her.*
A small Minka has somehow formed amongst the tree lines. Bamboo has grown rapidly around it, its reedy coloration almost blending in with the walls. The smell of onion, beef, and rice waft out from inside. A woman's humming floats out alongside it.
Lilac, who was prancing about the forest, looking for small game, shifts to an anthro form, knocking gently on the door.
Inside she see's a massive woman. She stands no more than 8'9 with porcelain white skin. Massive deer antlers of white bone grow her forehead. She has long black hair that is tied back in a ponytail. Her limbs are as thick as tree trunks and she is slightly pudgy. She is steaming white rice while a sauce of sorts boils over a fire. Her giant eyes that are pure black watch the pot, stirring it slowly.
Suddenly, she speaks, her voice booming "You're late honey." She ushers her to a massive table and sets her down "Here I am, making a meal for you, and you show up late!'
She gulps softly, confused, but gathers all the table manners she can. "I'm sorry, m-ma'am.... I didn't know you were expecting me here at a certain time..."
*just in case*
"But of course I am! Thinking I wouldn't be here ta give ya a warm meal! Foolish kid!"
"Well, i'm here now, and I'm sorry. What are you making?.."
"Tempura vegetables, Dumplings, and Mother and Child bowls." She chuckles "Gotta keep ya healthy."
The Red Plate has seemingly reopened in town. Rebuilt and more modern than last time. William is inside, preparing vegetables for later when the dinner rush comes in.
Ichigo is sitting on the floor of the library, playing with his cat. The little critter chases a few of the bugs that crawl from his armor, being careful not to kill or squash them.
Rag makes his way outside of the Red plate, knocking on the door with a finger, trying his hardest not to turn said door into splinters. He has a bit of his own food he made in his free time, wanting to give a fellow cook a gift.
The porcelain child has taken off their cloak in the library, revealing that most of their body truly is like that of a doll, but despite this they still seem to be alive, and human. They are reading a kid's book nearby.
William steps out, wiping off his hands on a towel "May I help you?" He asks, tilting his head.
Ichigo looks over and blinks underneath his hood. He pulls out a little carved wooden toy shaped like a lion and hands it to them.
He holds out the bowl of stew, warm from the scales on his hand "I would like to provide you with this, it isn't much though." The smell is absolutely fantastic. Cooking utensils:49
The child looks up, their eyes beaming with joy as they gingerly take the toy on out Ichigo's hands, their voice weak, matching their strange appearance "T-thank... you."
He takes it and tries it, but due to inability to taste, he shrugs and hands it back "From the texture and consistency alone, it is good."
He nods, the cat purring happily and it runs over to them.
He smiles, although he's a bit disappointed "Hmm, do you have anything to tell me, any advice to improve upon what is already there?" He says, taking it back and beginning to eat.
The child pets the cat with his false skin "W-who... you?" Ichigo can tell he's very young, although he has a body like that of a young teenager.
"Well, unfortunately, I cannot taste a thing. Nothing on your part, my tongue simply doesn't work well." He places his hands in his pockets "Perhaps try some other tongues and get a variety of answers?"
"Ichigo... Akisawa... I am the... Last living body.."
*It's taking way too long for me to decide, so I'm just going to throw Podmorski at all three.*
An especially plump strugel with gold markings walks in, his eyes covered by sunglasses. He wears a black raincoat with a matching hat. He also has a fancy waistcoat underneath his coat.
William looks over at them, his eyes narrowing. He bristles a bit but says nothing.
Ichigo looks up, almost mistaking then for Felix. He sighs and goes back to his cat.
Okigaro huffs and places her hands on her hips "YER LATE!"
The strugel looks up at him. "I-is something wrong, sir?" His voice is raspy and breathless. Utterly exhausted.
He walks over slowly. "Were you expecting someone?" He whispers.
He bows repeatedly. "And for that I am deeply sorry, mother. I was playing with my friends and I got caught up in a game I didn't really want to play. I should have just told them it was time to go home..." He seems genuine.
His grimace turns to a bright smile "No, not at all." He laughs lightly.
Ichigo blinks, hand on his sword hilt "Yes... Perhaps.."
She huffs "Just want to make sure your okay honey, worried me sick to not know where ya were!" She hugs him and leads him to the table. The dogs run around him, their tails wagging happily.
Damian struggles weakly, already exhausted “Hey, I was training here, why do I have to go home. I need to stay sharp.”
“Your mother must have had absolutely exquisite eyes, not that mine are half as nice. Yours are quite pretty though.” He says, giving a friendly smile.
“It’s nothing at all.” He places the bowl in front of them.
"You're coming home, and we're going to take a nap, okay? look at yourself, sweetheart..."
"Thank you. My name is Reese."
"Thank you!" She says, shifting to anthro form to take the bowl
“Honey I’m fine, it’s only been a few hours of practice, all I need is an hour nap at the most.” He is too weak to even slightly resist anymore.
“That is a beautiful name, I am Shen. Nice to meet you.”
He finishes up serving and sits next to her with his own giant bowl.
"No, you're casting nth level spells, willy nilly! It's time for you to lay down, sweetie." She says, walking into the tavern
"You have a nice name, as well."
She takes the first bite, filled with awe immediately. "wow...."
He slumps on her shoulder "Yes ma'am, I'll take a nap. I just have to make sure I can do something for this family, you're making swords and stuff, all I have are spells."
"Thank you, I think so too." He picks one of the flowers that was growing next to him, handing them a white lilly
He smiles widely, laughing a bit "Is your uncle that good of a cook?"
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"Well, unfortunately, I cannot taste a thing. Nothing on your part, my tongue simply doesn't work well." He places his hands in his pockets "Perhaps try some other tongues and get a variety of answers?"
"Ichigo... Akisawa... I am the... Last living body.."
He nods, standing up to his full colossal height "I should probably take that advice to heart. I don't believe we have met before, Ragnerious, grandson of Ragnaris. Nice to meet you."
"L-last... living... body?" They tilt their head, playing with the lion.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
A knife-like talon slowly moves in front of her and stabs into blueprint. Step One. The entity dissolves. She is alone in the room once more.
*Was Pod too harsh this time? I feel like I might have played him a bit too discomforting.*
She falls to her knees, visibly shaking. The static creeps back in to its near-deafening state, drowning out the sounds of her incoherent screaming.
*For most, probably. However, I feel like Pod's "The Reason You Suck" speech might be exactly what KK needs to potentially realize that she might be able to avoid going past the moral event horizon and give up her plan to become a biomechanical monstrosity. We'll see if it sticks ;)*
*You really were right about how he's a decent foil for KK. I'm a bit unsure on their relative levels of derangement, but I think Podmorski might surpass her.*
*Yeah, Pod is probably a bit more willing to go fully unhinged when it's called for, but from what I've seen, he also has the foresight to know that KK's goal isn't accomplishing anything she doesn't already have, and the gall to call her out for how pointless said plan actually is. These two are good foils for each other indeed.*
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The strugel looks up at him. "I-is something wrong, sir?" His voice is raspy and breathless. Utterly exhausted.
He walks over slowly. "Were you expecting someone?" He whispers.
He bows repeatedly. "And for that I am deeply sorry, mother. I was playing with my friends and I got caught up in a game I didn't really want to play. I should have just told them it was time to go home..." He seems genuine.
His grimace turns to a bright smile "No, not at all." He laughs lightly.
Ichigo blinks, hand on his sword hilt "Yes... Perhaps.."
She huffs "Just want to make sure your okay honey, worried me sick to not know where ya were!" She hugs him and leads him to the table. The dogs run around him, their tails wagging happily.
He looks concerned. "It's okay if something isn't okay, sir."
"Was it Mr. Ambersmoke? I keep hearing about him." He sounds faintly bitter.
He pets one as he sits down. "I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking."
*You really were right about how he's a decent foil for KK. I'm a bit unsure on their relative levels of derangement, but I think Podmorski might surpass her.*
*Yeah, Pod is probably a bit more willing to go fully unhinged when it's called for, but from what I've seen, he also has the foresight to know that KK's goal isn't accomplishing anything she doesn't already have, and the gall to call her out for how pointless said plan actually is. These two are good foils for each other indeed.*
*I feel like KK deserves a way to fight back. Right now it's basically just him bullying her, which can be fun sometimes, but it shouldn't be an entire character dynamic for major players like these two.*
*You really were right about how he's a decent foil for KK. I'm a bit unsure on their relative levels of derangement, but I think Podmorski might surpass her.*
*Yeah, Pod is probably a bit more willing to go fully unhinged when it's called for, but from what I've seen, he also has the foresight to know that KK's goal isn't accomplishing anything she doesn't already have, and the gall to call her out for how pointless said plan actually is. These two are good foils for each other indeed.*
*I feel like KK deserves a way to fight back. Right now it's basically just him bullying her, which can be fun sometimes, but it shouldn't be an entire character dynamic for major players like these two.*
*Oh, trust me- KK's going to be trying to get back at him in the future. At the very least, she might use T-FM's powers to keep pestering him and maybe spill a few secrets.*
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*I feel like KK deserves a way to fight back. Right now it's basically just him bullying her, which can be fun sometimes, but it shouldn't be an entire character dynamic for major players like these two.*
*Oh, trust me- KK's going to be trying to get back at him in the future. At the very least, she might use T-FM's powers to keep pestering him and maybe spill a few secrets.*
*Keep in mind that he owns everything she has other than her ability to create and her radio station.*
*But I'd love to see Radio Lady get revenge on the local lord of the Nightmare Realm.*
Damian struggles weakly, already exhausted “Hey, I was training here, why do I have to go home. I need to stay sharp.”
“Your mother must have had absolutely exquisite eyes, not that mine are half as nice. Yours are quite pretty though.” He says, giving a friendly smile.
“It’s nothing at all.” He places the bowl in front of them.
"You're coming home, and we're going to take a nap, okay? look at yourself, sweetheart..."
"Thank you. My name is Reese."
"Thank you!" She says, shifting to anthro form to take the bowl
“Honey I’m fine, it’s only been a few hours of practice, all I need is an hour nap at the most.” He is too weak to even slightly resist anymore.
“That is a beautiful name, I am Shen. Nice to meet you.”
He finishes up serving and sits next to her with his own giant bowl.
"No, you're casting nth level spells, willy nilly! It's time for you to lay down, sweetie." She says, walking into the tavern
"You have a nice name, as well."
She takes the first bite, filled with awe immediately. "wow...."
He slumps on her shoulder "Yes ma'am, I'll take a nap. I just have to make sure I can do something for this family, you're making swords and stuff, all I have are spells."
"Thank you, I think so too." He picks one of the flowers that was growing next to him, handing them a white lilly
He smiles widely, laughing a bit "Is your uncle that good of a cook?"
"Good.. I can teach you how to forge if you wish, my love. But, for now we rest." She says, laying down with him in her bed.
"Beautiful.." She says, holding it in her paw. It levitates a half inch above her open palm
"Master never cooks this good. I have to hunt for myself..."
He doesn’t resist, tucking himself into the covers “Apparently Domino wants to go to Vanderbilt, she’s going to be amazing.” He says sighing.
He gives her a friendly wink “Not half as beautiful as you.” He says, picking a red Lilly, putting in on his gi.
He laughs again “Dragons have to be strong Lilac, but if you ever want a meal, come to me.”
"Well, unfortunately, I cannot taste a thing. Nothing on your part, my tongue simply doesn't work well." He places his hands in his pockets "Perhaps try some other tongues and get a variety of answers?"
"Ichigo... Akisawa... I am the... Last living body.."
He nods, standing up to his full colossal height "I should probably take that advice to heart. I don't believe we have met before, Ragnerious, grandson of Ragnaris. Nice to meet you."
"L-last... living... body?" They tilt their head, playing with the lion.
"Ah.. the Dragon Lord, I have heard of him." He nods "I am William Giordano. Head Chef and proprietor of The Red Plate."
The strugel looks up at him. "I-is something wrong, sir?" His voice is raspy and breathless. Utterly exhausted.
He walks over slowly. "Were you expecting someone?" He whispers.
He bows repeatedly. "And for that I am deeply sorry, mother. I was playing with my friends and I got caught up in a game I didn't really want to play. I should have just told them it was time to go home..." He seems genuine.
His grimace turns to a bright smile "No, not at all." He laughs lightly.
Ichigo blinks, hand on his sword hilt "Yes... Perhaps.."
She huffs "Just want to make sure your okay honey, worried me sick to not know where ya were!" She hugs him and leads him to the table. The dogs run around him, their tails wagging happily.
He looks concerned. "It's okay if something isn't okay, sir."
"Was it Mr. Ambersmoke? I keep hearing about him." He sounds faintly bitter.
He pets one as he sits down. "I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking."
"I can assure you nothing in wrong." He tilts his head, setting the rag down.
"You know... Felix?" It asks.
"Bah, it's okay hon. Here, eat up." She places leek soup, steamed rice, and a beef dumplings in front of him.
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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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*You really were right about how he's a decent foil for KK. I'm a bit unsure on their relative levels of derangement, but I think Podmorski might surpass her.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I understand. I will not harm her any more than you would."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Tempura vegetables, Dumplings, and Mother and Child bowls." She chuckles "Gotta keep ya healthy."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Well, unfortunately, I cannot taste a thing. Nothing on your part, my tongue simply doesn't work well." He places his hands in his pockets "Perhaps try some other tongues and get a variety of answers?"
"Ichigo... Akisawa... I am the... Last living body.."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
His grimace turns to a bright smile "No, not at all." He laughs lightly.
Ichigo blinks, hand on his sword hilt "Yes... Perhaps.."
She huffs "Just want to make sure your okay honey, worried me sick to not know where ya were!" She hugs him and leads him to the table. The dogs run around him, their tails wagging happily.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He slumps on her shoulder "Yes ma'am, I'll take a nap. I just have to make sure I can do something for this family, you're making swords and stuff, all I have are spells."
"Thank you, I think so too." He picks one of the flowers that was growing next to him, handing them a white lilly
He smiles widely, laughing a bit "Is your uncle that good of a cook?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He nods, standing up to his full colossal height "I should probably take that advice to heart. I don't believe we have met before, Ragnerious, grandson of Ragnaris. Nice to meet you."
"L-last... living... body?" They tilt their head, playing with the lion.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*That is completely based.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Yeah, Pod is probably a bit more willing to go fully unhinged when it's called for, but from what I've seen, he also has the foresight to know that KK's goal isn't accomplishing anything she doesn't already have, and the gall to call her out for how pointless said plan actually is. These two are good foils for each other indeed.*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He looks concerned. "It's okay if something isn't okay, sir."
"Was it Mr. Ambersmoke? I keep hearing about him." He sounds faintly bitter.
He pets one as he sits down. "I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I feel like KK deserves a way to fight back. Right now it's basically just him bullying her, which can be fun sometimes, but it shouldn't be an entire character dynamic for major players like these two.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Oh, trust me- KK's going to be trying to get back at him in the future. At the very least, she might use T-FM's powers to keep pestering him and maybe spill a few secrets.*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Keep in mind that he owns everything she has other than her ability to create and her radio station.*
*But I'd love to see Radio Lady get revenge on the local lord of the Nightmare Realm.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He doesn’t resist, tucking himself into the covers “Apparently Domino wants to go to Vanderbilt, she’s going to be amazing.” He says sighing.
He gives her a friendly wink “Not half as beautiful as you.” He says, picking a red Lilly, putting in on his gi.
He laughs again “Dragons have to be strong Lilac, but if you ever want a meal, come to me.”
"Ah.. the Dragon Lord, I have heard of him." He nods "I am William Giordano. Head Chef and proprietor of The Red Plate."
He nods "Last of.. my kind."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"I can assure you nothing in wrong." He tilts his head, setting the rag down.
"You know... Felix?" It asks.
"Bah, it's okay hon. Here, eat up." She places leek soup, steamed rice, and a beef dumplings in front of him.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘