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[arrowonthewind.livejournal.com]

[In the hall just outside room 1112, there are two stems of pink bellflowers in a rather plain glass vase. There is a card attached, with a short message in a flowing and somewhat old-looking script.]

Ino.
Your assistance in our assault on Arthas was to our benefit.
I realize this may be considered overdue, but I assure you I am being genuine in my thanks.
I hope I may continue to consider you an ally in future endeavors.
- Alleria

[Leroy.]
[She'll pause after penning the filter, taking a moment to reflect on the last time she'd spoken to this person.

Ah. It really had been quite awhile, hadn't it? For a brief moment, she considers dismissing the idea altogether. But then again, she was a Windrunner, and she stayed true to her word above all else.

Dictated!] Leroy. I believe I still owe you a meal.
[/filter]

[These deeds done, Alleria can be found out on the grounds, bow slung across her back, sword at her hip. She needed a small break from hovering over Vereesa. The time spent with her sisters at Mineas Well had been overdue and greatly appreciated, but she was wary -- how much had changed while she was absent? What dangers lurked here that weren't there before?

Apart from the shiny new big evil dragon, of course.]

[ooc. open in personnnnn]

Comments

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

[ somehow he does not think your cooking is at 300. ]

Uhh...no. No, that's fine. Keep doing what you're doing.

[arrowonthewind.livejournal.com]

[SHOCKINGLY, NO ...]

As you say. [A nod, and she just ... continues holding this chunk of meat over the flame, oh my god.]

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

[ this is so horrifying idek sdjkfsdgskdfg LEROY IS V. UNSURE AT THIS POINT ALLERIA ]

.......Do you cook often at home?

[arrowonthewind.livejournal.com]

[YOU PROBABLY WON'T GET POISONED ... PROBABLY.]

Of course. A Ranger must know how to prepare her own food. We often do not have the luxury of having chefs with us on patrol.

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

And how often do you cook? On average.

[arrowonthewind.livejournal.com]

[She looks thoughtful at that, turning her eyes up toward the ceiling for a moment.]

Ah ... while on patrol, one of my Rangers would generally prepare meals for all of us. And during the war we had cooks, of course.

I have been cooking during my stay here, of course. So, daily.

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

You do this everyone day?!

[arrowonthewind.livejournal.com]

Well, no.

Generally I'll build a fire outside.

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

Why didn't you...uh...do that this time, exactly?

[arrowonthewind.livejournal.com]

[Alleria blinks once, her eyes going slightly round. This is probably the closest her face can get to innocent bewilderment.]

I thought you would be more accustomed to eating indoors.

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

....Oh. Uhh, thanks. [ oh my god skjdgs that is such a cute mental imageeeee ]

[arrowonthewind.livejournal.com]

[8>]

You are welcome. [Brisk nod! Then she turns back to roasting this thing --]

Oh, it appears to be done. If you'd get me a plate?

/kicks lj for notifs

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

Err...sure. [ which he says with so much unsure it isn't funny sdjfskdgs he does not trust this cooking at all, Alleria. Even if he does go to get a plate for this thing ]

<3

[arrowonthewind.livejournal.com]

[IT'LL BE OKAY, LEROY ...

Once he brings over the plate, Alleria ....... places the chunk of meat on it lkjsdklds this is apparently how Azerothians eat anyway]

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[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

[ LMFAO HE IS SO UNSURE DAMNIT.... ]

[arrowonthewind.livejournal.com]

[IT'S COOKED ALL THE WAY THROUGH, THOUGH. So at least there is ... that ... sob.

She just sort of carries the plate over to the table and sets it down. Does he need silverware? Should she be getting him a knife and fork?]

Would you like anything to drink?

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

...I guess beer if we've got it. [ because he is going to need to kill his taste buds before he tries this sjgks ]

[arrowonthewind.livejournal.com]

[PFFF just hope she doesn't catch on, Leroy! Do you really want to hurt a crazy elf's feelings ....]

I'll check. [She motions for him to sit down while she goes to look in the fridge.]

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

[ ....NO THAT PROBABLY WOULDN'T END WELL FOR HIM. But he'll do as she bade him to and sits.....resisting the urge to prod this meat. Oh my god he's going to get food poisoning. ]

[arrowonthewind.livejournal.com]

[SUCK IT UP, LEROY. It's either food poisoning or ... slighted elves being all scary at you. WHAT NOW.

Anyway, Alleria finds a beer (or what she thinks is a beer -- it is labelled as such, though the can thing is a little confusing) and sets that down on the table in front of him.

And now maybe she'll just ... stand there and look at him ........]

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

[ KLJSDFHGKJS S....S-SOB..... ]

.......Yes?

[arrowonthewind.livejournal.com]

You haven't started. Did you need anything else?

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

Uhh...no, thanks. I'm fine.


[ ..... ]


Were you going to eat anything?

[arrowonthewind.livejournal.com]

[SHE SEES YOU STALLING ...]

I wasn't about to, no. Would you prefer it if I did? [Instead of standing here staring at you?]

[imnotjenkins.livejournal.com]

[ ...SHE HATIN'? ]

I wouldn't want to.....hog it. [ or eat it. ]