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Who: Adelaide & You!
When: Late August
Where: Aube, various spots around campus.
What: Some culinary experimentation, free food, and...practice.
Warnings: There shouldn’t be any!

aube;

Oh, no.

[Adelaide is good at cooking - and especially good at baking. However, she’s still young. She can’t possibly know everything yet. And after getting two requests - well, okay, one was a request and the other one was just an offhand mention - she’s decided to expand her repertoire.

Which! Was going well! And then it wasn’t, because she panicked and tried to overcorrect and now there’s a sticky white mass on the counter. It’s stuck to her hands, too, and there’s even some in her hair.]

Shit.

outside aube;

[Adelaide doesn’t have a sign the way Nana does, but she does have free food. This month it seems she’s gotten a hankering for pies, as the table is covered in them. Large pies, small pies, other kinds of filled pastries. There’s even a selection of what seems to be handmade marshmallows, as well as baklava and, of course, cookies.

She’s been busy and she might have had a disaster or two, but there’s still free food.

There’s also a sign stuck to the front of the table, saying that she takes requests! There’s even a smiley face drawn on it.]

furry friends;

[You know what they say - practice makes perfect. Adelaide’s basically perfected being a bat, but that means there’s still more she can learn about being a cat. So, it’s entirely possible to see a fluffy black cat in various spots on campus - sometimes in places it seems like a cat shouldn’t be.

Or you might run into something considerably larger and more dangerous than a cat. The wolf seems shockingly docile, though, simply staring out at people and wagging its tail.]

wildcard;

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Comments

outside aube

[fireindreams]

[For all intents and purposes, Grimm strictly did not need to eat. Blood most certainly must be consumed and he could simply leave it at that.

But why would he when humans always came up with new and interesting dishes all the time? And the Troupe Master certainly still had a taste for his favorite foods from when he was human.

So when he smells the pies and other assorted baked goods that Adelaide has on her table, it is very easy to tempt him over.]

My, these smell delicious. Did you make them yourself, my friend?

[transfusionem]

[Ah, another visitor. Adelaide gives him the same bright smile she's given everyone else, and she nods her head at that question.]

Yes! Everything here was handmade by me. Even the marshmallows, and that was kind of a pain.

[fireindreams]

I certainly can imagine.

[He can remember someone in his family attempting it once - his grandmother, perhaps. It did not work out but Grimm can recall being fascinated by the process. It wasn't easy, baking things from scratch.]

May I try some?

[transfusionem]

Of course!

[She grins, taking a step back to gesture at the table in full.]

That's what I'm here for.

[fireindreams]

[If he was to be honest one of everything would be his choice because it all smelled very good. But Grimm is not that greedy and it would be unfair to others to take too much.

So after some debate, he settles on a bite of baklava since he has not had it before.]

This is quite good. Indeed, you have quite the talent my dear. Well done!