So a vampire tries cooking dinner for a human....

[poorlittleblueburdie]

Who: Avitus (OC) and .hack's Sora (unohana_hat)
Where: Pisces 11-02
Summary: Avitus and Sora got to talking on a network post, about chopsticks and food, and one thing led to another. Specifically, to the burdie going to Sora's house to try showing him how to cook a few foods, a la Nosgoth style.
Warnings: Clueless burdpire attempting to cook, and whatever might be applicable due to Sora being present? (none afaik)

Avitus fastened his watch-comm-thing to his coinpurse's string, gathered his bags, his tote with a few things inside it, put on his cloak-thing and boots, and headed out. After stopping at a grocery store for a few items, he continued on to the apartment buildings in Pisces.

Sora would hear a knock on his door after not too long a wait; his private tutor-to-be guest had arrived!

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[poorlittleblueburdie]

Avitus nodded, and watched, mostly quiet, as Sora did that. He didn't have enough experience with slicing up food to know how to properly hold it either, so he couldn't save him the trouble on that count, unfortunately.

But he found the whole thing interesting; he watched the small show Sora was putting on by doing this, taking in the smells of it (and it was so strong! Perhaps not to humans, but he could smell it!) and the sound of the knife through the foods, taking note of what Sora did with what.... Sad as it was, Sora seemed to be the one re-teaching him, at the moment. He wasn't joking when he'd said he'd last worked in a kitchen helping with the food ages ago. The faint smile disappeared for a subtle frown of intent thought, as he watched. Something about the whole process tugged faintly at some memory, but it was ancient and long-forgotten, uncooperative now after all this time.

Vaguely nice, still, though. Even after the details, the conscious information, had ceased cooperating in coming to mind, the comfort associated with it was still there, and before long at all, he was making some sound under his breath, a melodic little liquid burble, a gentle coo that was barely audible, soft as it was within him.

[unohana_hat]

Once the food was cut, Sora got out a frying pan to cook the onions, sniffing as he flicked on the overhead fan. His eyes weren't as watery since the onions were cold, but they still stung from the juices. This was something he was more comfortable with doing, since there was no trick to it.

Without looking up, Sora made sure to let Avi in on the process.

"Can you look at what the oven should be preheated to?"

[poorlittleblueburdie]

"Hm?" He blinked, the soft coos stopping, and looked up to Sora briefly. "Oh... oh, right."

Time to reach over and snag the little package the yeast had come in. "It says... two hundred C. ...I assume you know what the C means? But it also says it'll have to sit there for about an hour, and then get kneaded again, and then rise another hour after that." He frowned a little at the package's recipe. "So you won't need to make the oven hot for it just yet."