Thirteenth

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

[Lost, as the castle has condemned him to be, Sora slipped from an unknown room to wander the halls. He wears his Paradisa High sweat jacket over a matching tee, which dangle off his frame like a tent. As he wanders he hugs the journal to his chest and rubs his eyes dazedly with his free hand. His voice is groggy and weak- after all, he had been ill before this growing-up business had reared its ugly head.]

...Is everything over now?

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[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

Um. It was yellow? American? Like the country?

[alucloset.livejournal.com]

[have a gusty siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh.]

I think I'll start you on some swiss. That's a favorite of children, as I understand it.

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

[Sora likes the hollow whoosh his chest makes when he sighs, and rests his ear against it.] Swiss? What is it like?

[alucloset.livejournal.com]

[if he keeps his ear there long enough, he might hear a heavy, slow beat of his heart.]

I... [actually, until he died, he'd never had Swiss, and he knows his sense of taste is different now.] It's sweet, as I recall. A bit firm.

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

[Sora shuts his eyes contently with a sigh. He likes that sound. Little hands knead a bit at his clothing comfortably.]

Sweet cheese. Swiss is Sweet. What is American?

[alucloset.livejournal.com]

[this reminds him of that kitten, but that would just be nonsensical.]

Rather tacky and dull, as I recall. [Alucard, are you just talking about cheese?]

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

Tacky and dull? But I liked the taste...

[alucloset.livejournal.com]

Then you will really like what you're about to have. [COMPLETELY UNREPENTANT.]

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

[Eager, if a bit nervous, smile!]

I'll do my best!

[alucloset.livejournal.com]

[bounces him a bit in his arm.] It's not a matter of effort.

[regardless, here is the kitchen! Alucard sets Sora down on the counter, then rolls up his sleeves and rests his hat on the child's head before setting to work making.... a cheese sandwich!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

[Sora giggles a bit at the bounce, then plays with the hat on his head. He's distracted for only a moment before he leans forward to watch him cook. He might as well be preforming magic!]

[alucloset.livejournal.com]

[Alucard is just hoping he can make a valid cheese sandwich on sight, smell, and memory alone. it's been a while since he made a cheese sandwich, after all.]



... Do you know how to cook?

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

No... Before I got here, I thought food appeared. [Hat, hat. Sora's distracted. He likes hats.]

[alucloset.livejournal.com]

Alas, it does not- well, it does, here. But elsewhere, one must cook things in order to obtain a meal. [he keeps an eye on Sora absently, but he seems well-pleased with that hat of his.]

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

Do you know how to cook? Because you eat people?

[alucloset.livejournal.com]

[a wry look twists Alucard's face.] The two are not, in fact, connected.