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daybreakacademy2020-07-15 06:40 pm
unlogic) wrote in daybreakacademy2020-07-15 06:40 pm
[JULY]
Who: Desidera and: anyone (A, C), Gunvolt (B)
What: popsicles (A), a long-overdue first date (B), wildcard (C)
Where: Aube 2F (A), Soleil (B), anywhere (C)
When: July in general (A), Friday, July 17th (B), whenever (C)
Warnings: Probably not, this is some SOL nonsense right here.
A: (throughout the month, Aube 2nd floor)
[At some point in recent weeks, though it's not clear exactly when, Desidera had acquired several large bottles of different kinds of juice. What she had gotten them for wasn't terribly clear at that time, seeing how she'd simply had them stored away.
Throughout July, though, she's started putting them to use; at various times, when she has the time, she can be found in the kitchen area of Aube's second floor, with three or four of those bottles at a time, which she's emptying out into a series of molds in mostly basic shapes with the occasional weird one—one of them is most definitely a pretzel, for whatever strange reason. From the look of things, she made the molds herself, some temporary things formed of some shadows she'd grabbed for this particular task.
When they're all filled, she pokes some sticks into them, then in a rare display of the fact that she knows more than just fire or lightning when it comes to regular, non-daemonic stuff, flash-freezes the entire lot. The resulting popsicles are then placed into a bowl and the shadows released, then the bowl itself goes into the freezer there to keep any of them from starting to melt. Only making a few isn't enough, though, so she repeats the entire process a handful of times, stopping once to go retrieve more of those bottles of juice.
Since she's not just squirreling the things away into her own room, they're probably fair game, and anyone that catches her actually doing this could ask for one right now if they want.]
B: (July 17, at Soleil w/ Gunvolt)
[With the both of them having found themselves with actual free time on Fridays now, Desidera and Gunvolt had agreed that they should use that time to do things together. While spending an afternoon just in their room with Monarch was certainly an option, both of them felt overdue for something that was just them (that, and the AI had started getting pretty insistent on the two of them going on a proper date already), so on one Friday in the middle of the month, they ventured off-campus and into Soleil.
Neither of them had any specific plans, just a general idea: go somewhere for lunch together, then see what they felt like doing afterward. Where they went for lunch was Gunvolt's choice, considering no matter where they went and what they got, Desidera would probably eat it; barring what few foods she outright hated—which was mainly anything bitter—anything was fair game.]
C: (wildcard)
[Got your own ideas? Hit me up on the game's Discord or just go for it.]
What: popsicles (A), a long-overdue first date (B), wildcard (C)
Where: Aube 2F (A), Soleil (B), anywhere (C)
When: July in general (A), Friday, July 17th (B), whenever (C)
Warnings: Probably not, this is some SOL nonsense right here.
A: (throughout the month, Aube 2nd floor)
[At some point in recent weeks, though it's not clear exactly when, Desidera had acquired several large bottles of different kinds of juice. What she had gotten them for wasn't terribly clear at that time, seeing how she'd simply had them stored away.
Throughout July, though, she's started putting them to use; at various times, when she has the time, she can be found in the kitchen area of Aube's second floor, with three or four of those bottles at a time, which she's emptying out into a series of molds in mostly basic shapes with the occasional weird one—one of them is most definitely a pretzel, for whatever strange reason. From the look of things, she made the molds herself, some temporary things formed of some shadows she'd grabbed for this particular task.
When they're all filled, she pokes some sticks into them, then in a rare display of the fact that she knows more than just fire or lightning when it comes to regular, non-daemonic stuff, flash-freezes the entire lot. The resulting popsicles are then placed into a bowl and the shadows released, then the bowl itself goes into the freezer there to keep any of them from starting to melt. Only making a few isn't enough, though, so she repeats the entire process a handful of times, stopping once to go retrieve more of those bottles of juice.
Since she's not just squirreling the things away into her own room, they're probably fair game, and anyone that catches her actually doing this could ask for one right now if they want.]
B: (July 17, at Soleil w/ Gunvolt)
[With the both of them having found themselves with actual free time on Fridays now, Desidera and Gunvolt had agreed that they should use that time to do things together. While spending an afternoon just in their room with Monarch was certainly an option, both of them felt overdue for something that was just them (that, and the AI had started getting pretty insistent on the two of them going on a proper date already), so on one Friday in the middle of the month, they ventured off-campus and into Soleil.
Neither of them had any specific plans, just a general idea: go somewhere for lunch together, then see what they felt like doing afterward. Where they went for lunch was Gunvolt's choice, considering no matter where they went and what they got, Desidera would probably eat it; barring what few foods she outright hated—which was mainly anything bitter—anything was fair game.]
C: (wildcard)
[Got your own ideas? Hit me up on the game's Discord or just go for it.]
A
Is this some kind of preserved water?
[ She's also never seen a popsicle in her life. ]
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Hornet being unfamiliar with popsicles? That doesn't strike her as all that unusual either, not with her upbringing having led to being unfamiliar with a variety of things herself.]
Oh, ah, they're something called popsicles. These ones are different kinds of juice, except frozen so you eat them instead of drink them. Some people like having them during the summer to make it easier to deal with how hot it can get sometimes, so I thought I would try to make some.
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Must they all be fruit? [ She doesn't have a lot of experience with fruit. Most of it is through coming here, frankly. The kind of plants you find underground are...different, without much exposure to sunlight. ] That sounds limiting, if so.
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Do you want one? [She's not making them just to hoard them, after all.]
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Gunvolt sat beside Desi at their table, quite content to be beside her while they shared a meal, his plate filled with a large burger, boneless wings, and fries, that he was taking turns going at. His eyes wandered around the restaurant for a moment again, before smiling a bit.]
Y'know, I always thought the restaurants with all the random crap on the walls was just an exaggeration. Hard to tell if this place is in on the joke or not.
How's yours, anyway?
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She also has a baked potato (loaded because of course it is) and a completely redundant order of fries (redundant because of the potato, also they're loaded too) on one side of the burger, a garden salad on the other side, and a chocolate shake.
With how much burger there is, all that potato and the salad might end up actually going back to the dorm room with her, despite how much she can put away at once.]
It's good, I just...don't know if I'll actually finish it here.
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So, we finally found something even you can't finish. Good to know we can come back here if you're ever really hungry, then.
[Gunvolt popped a few fries into his mouth happily, enjoying how perfectly salted they were. This stuff tasted amazing, but lord only knew what it would do to his heart if he ate it with any regularity.]
But I know what you mean. I'm going to have leftovers after this too, I think. How do Americans find room in their stomachs for all this?
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Turning her attention away from that monster of a burger for now, she starts into the baked potato. Her own fries can be saved for later.]
What made you decide on this place, anyway? Just looking for something a bit different than the usual?
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[Once he'd saved up enough money for it, at any rate. And when there was better weather and it wasn't the dog days of summer.]
...Still, it's enough for me to be sharing this with you.
A
[When she does her movements were silent. There was something going on in the kitchen area and she wanted to know what. Except rather than doing the thing a normal person would and just ask, she waited for the moment Desidera went to get more juice to sneak in.]
[Puella's head was poking over the counter. By this point she gave up trying to be sneaky, even if she was still trying to play it off like she wasn't there. Thoooose weren't popsicles weren't they?]
What'cha doing?
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Popsicles, do you want one? [She doesn't really stop what she's doing, proceeding to repeat all the steps she's been following to make some more (meaning she doesn't pause to go back to the freezer where she put the others), but Puella can have one out of this next set when they're made.]
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What flavors do you have? [Hopefully none of the yucky ones like lemon or lime.]
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She had considered cherry at one point but decided against that because honestly, that flavor was ruined by medicine years ago, well before she was born.]
Do any of those look good to you?
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[...Kind of eyeing the watermelon bottle though.] This one! [She taps at it.]