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daemonized) wrote2017-01-23 02:25 pm
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ARDYN IZUNIA
Ardyn Izunia. Professor of law. Lord of law. Liege of law. The one grading your papers. Leave a message.
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[It's cheaper than ordering/eating out, not to mention easier to tailor towards a diet focused on eating healthier.]
I can always teach you sometime.
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[prompto, you have no room to judge other people's skills?]
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[He jokes, of course.]
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but okay, i guess i'll take my chances
nothing wrong with a little instruction
[since he had to learn cooking all on his own and he wasn't exactly an expert at it]
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We'll start with breakfast. It'll be simple enough.
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i wanna make those
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[When was the last time he did that? It seems like time rarely allows it, and the effort almost isn't worth it for someone who lives alone (never mind that Fynn's started living with him recently) -- regardless, it isn't particularly difficult. Prompto could learn quite easily, he believes.]
Of course, I'm willing to indulge myself in them again for your sake.
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when can we do this??
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i'll bring the whipped cream and maraschino cherries
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fight me >:9
[he's excited to learn--and learning from ardyn is just a bonus, overall.]
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Good morning. [It's early in the morning, but Ardyn already looks dressed like he's about to step out and head to the university any moment now. Obviously his definition of "early morning" may be a bit more extreme than most.] And to you too, Rufus.
[He "hmms" in amusement.] Let me guess, you're here for... breakfast. [Already he's stepping back, leaving the door open for the two to enter.]
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[he repeats, raising his hand in the process and helping himself inside, as if the awkwardness from the first time he came into the house were no longer there.]
[rufus follows along, already familiarised with the scent of cats and scarves, but keeping to following prompto. the teen stumbles about, removing the backpack from himself and opening it up so that ardyn can see the groceries within]
I came ready! I've really been looking forward to these waffles!
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He closes the door behind him, then saunters up to look closer at the backpack and the ingredients Prompto's removing. Around the corner, one of Ardyn's cats comes out, tail in the air, curious about what's happening.]
You didn't have to do that. I have the ingredients here, too. [He had prepared for whenever Prompto would stop by! Both of them were Too Ready, apparently.]
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[he is confident he'll have waffles for days]
[prompto lets ardyn handle the open bag business, because soon as he spots the cat coming in with its tail up in the air, he crouches and starts petting her.]
Hey, Erebus.
[insert silly sounds for the cat here, as she purrs and purrs. rufus is soon to get his nose all up in this business, nearly knocking prompto over]
Hold it, buddy!
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Double? How much can you eat?
[It's a more hypothetical question than anything. A moment while Ardyn gathers up all the things and begins to move towards the kitchen.]
Come, let's get started.
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[(it won't take long for rufus to follow prompto back into the kitchen, tail wagging and nosing about excitedly)]
Alright, let's!
[immediately, prompto's at the sink washing his hands thoroughly and drying them off on a towel. he stands besides ardyn, waiting for instructions, excitedly bouncing his shoulders back and forth]
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cutenovel, and he just smiles as he unpacks and situates all the ingredients before them. A moment while he crosses over to the sink and washes his hands as well, commenting as he does so.]There's a waffle iron in one of the lower cabinets, next to you over there.
[He gives a pointed glance to said cabinet, indicating the one he's referring to.] Take it out, plug it in, and let it pre-heat, if you don't mind terribly.
[The appliance that he's referring to looks practically brand new, once Prompto finds it.]
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[prompto goes to the cabinet, looking for the waffle iron (it takes him a few guesses but he spots it soon enough), doing as he's told and turning it on, before turning back to face ardyn.]
I've only had waffles at bakeries.
[he nearly bounces to stand beside ardyn, ready to get his hands into the preparation process, eyes downright twinkling in excitement.]
What's next, what's next?
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He's thought of it before, but Ardyn muses to himself again that Prompto's enthusiasm is infectious. A moment while Ardyn grabs a large mixing bowl out from one of the cabinets and sets it down on the counter.
Of course he's willing to guide him through the steps, but first--]
You know, I think we've reached a point where you no longer have to keep calling me 'sir'.
[It's the most casual sort of statement, said almost impulsively. But he means it.]
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[and when they do sink in, he has a hard time formulating a smart answer.]
...so, uh, [cough] what do I get to call you...?
[he feels a little bit awkward]
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where did this notif go