alphy

[bisouled]

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week 4, saturday night BABEEEEY

[bisouled]

[ by now, it's quite late, and Fiora's tired from both the trial and the heated discussion that followed - a discussion which led to no real conclusions for either side, leaving her with more doubt and unease than she'd started with. She's out in the dining hall rather than the kitchen, resting her head on her arms quietly, and Alphinaud would be forgiven for thinking he's walked in on her passed out again - but she lifts her head up quickly when she realizes she has company. ]

I'm not napping! [ a beat. ] Oh... Alphinaud! I didn't know it was you.

[arcsplainist]

[ He likely did think she were asleep, but it's a considerably better spot to do so, and it's been a long day. He wouldn't blame her for being tired.

When she suddenly lifts her head and breaks the silence, Alphinaud startles to a stop. ]

I... ahem, yes it is. Pardon me, I had not meant to wake you.

[ She said she wasn't napping, but come on now. ]

[bisouled]

You didn't! Really! I was just thinking.

[ waving a golden hand dismissively. ]

I should have probably gone to my room first, but... I wasn't really in the mood to deal with anyone.

[ although she's sure Usagi wouldn't have given her any trouble. ]

[arcsplainist]

[ Maybe not, but Alphinaud understands. ]

I realize it has been a long and hard day– [ He saw how things ended up. ] –but... are you well?

[bisouled]

[ as always, he's nice. Fiora offers a small smile. ]

I'm all right. Like you said, it's just been a long day... but I'm not feeling worse than usual.

[ she cocks her head at him. ]

How about you? Are you holding up all right?

[arcsplainist]

As well as one can.

[ Likewise, he offers her a tiny smile, in spite of his actual thoughts lingering on his tongue. ]

'Tis all we can do, for the now.

[bisouled]

[ a sigh. ] I hate that. Not being able to do anything, I mean.

[ she shifts her gaze away again, resting her elbows on her table and setting her chin in her hands. ]

Back home, the enemy was always something I could fight. Even with my body like this, I could still help people. Here, though -- I can't do much of anything. Other than ruffle feathers, I guess.

[arcsplainist]

[ He about expected this to be the reason for her sour mood. ]

I understand your anger, Fiora—truly, I do.

[ Alphinaud feels the same; there's a lot he's angry about, and nothing he could do for it. Even during the low points in his life, he isn't sure he's ever felt quite this helpless. ]

Were there aught we could fight, I would be there alongside you.

[bisouled]

[ how did he guess........

his words actually do seem to lift her spirits, though. ]

Thanks. I feel like I'm the only one left who still cares sometimes... Not that the others don't mind all this, of course. But I still want to fight back.

[ she's silent, heaving a hefty sigh, then shakes her head, as if to banish the thoughts from her mind. ]

Sorry. I've got to stop thinking about all that stuff. Have you had any dinner yet?

[arcsplainist]

[ thanks you made me realize claude's tl was in fact not in the trial, but in a different post entirely. WHOOPS? whatever pretend he was there somewhere like idk vibing leave me alone. ]

—Oh.

[ There's more Alphinaud could say, but if she wants to set it aside, he won't press her into peaking more on it. So instead, he shakes his head. ]

I am come because I found myself famished, actually. 'Tis easy to forget with such arduous tasks set for us during the day.

[bisouled]

[ bullies you lovingly ]

I thought so. Honestly, I'm surprised you're the only one I've seen so far - it's not like they give us snacks during the day.

[ not that it's very appetizing to eat next to some mangled corpses and a weird lego pinkie pie. luckily, fiora does not need to worry about this. ]

Well... How about we try making something, then? I've got to get my mind off of things, and you've got to get some food in you. It all works out!

[arcsplainist]

I could not possibly argue against it. A fine idea, Fiora—may we begin, then?

[bisouled]

Of course.

[ pushing herself up out of her chair! let's go to the kitchen, little man. ]

Anything you're craving, or... maybe the better question would be if there's anything you really don't like?

[arcsplainist]

[ Alphinaud slips out a short, wry laugh. ]

There is little that could offend my senses; I did not grow up on the finest of cuisines, I have come to realize.

[bisouled]

Oh dear. Now you've got me curious.

[ tell her about your Nutrient Paste Loaf, alphy. ]

[arcsplainist]

[ cries in godawful bread ]

I... do not currently recall much about my homeland, but I do remember my first few weeks in Eorzea, as far as the meals went. 'Twas an eye-opener for certain, and made me realize that which is prepared in my homeland is quite... lacking, to say the least.

[bisouled]

... Right.

[ the memories. she looks mildly guilty for bringing it up, but only for a brief moment. ]

Then I guess you're down for anything. How do you feel about eggs?

[arcsplainist]

[ The memories... ]

Quite so. I am perfectly fine with them.

[bisouled]

All right, then! How about a Flamii egg shakshouka? That's pretty easy, and it's tasty! Tomatoes, peppers, spices, and some fried Flamii eggs.

[ it's time. the produce hunt begins. ]

[arcsplainist]

[ Go Fiora go. ]

Shak... shouka? [ Did he say that right? ] I've yet to hear of such a dish ere this moment.

I SWEAR TO GOD I REPLIED TO THIS I'M SO SORRY

[bisouled]

It's an old Homs recipe... I think? Anyway, it's exactly what I said. Simple and delicious! Why don't you go find some spices for me? Cumin, salt, and pepper, if you please. I'll get the rest of the stuff.