Humans just don’t fit in With a world full of Mutants
Posts: 25
(10/19/03 7:28 pm)
Welcome to the kitchen
Mystique lead her daughters to the kitchen, shooing off a few other Brotherhood members that just sat there eating scraps that wouldn't really be called food anywhere else in the world.
Mystique: "This is the kitchen..."
Her arm waved around the room, as if she was some model on a game show pointing out the prize or something. The kitchen wasn't really much; a rusted fridge, a long time out-of-date oven, a wooden table that was lopsided, a kitchen bench with junk all over it along with a few more things. It was probably nothing compared to what the kitchen was like at Xavier's but all you really needed to do was cook food in here, right?
The blue shapeshifter made her way over to the fridge checking it for something decent to eat, but it was only leftovers of what some other mutant had made a few nights ago, mould was beginning to form on it as it showed that it was not worth eating. Disgusted, Mystique pulled it out of the fridge and threw it in the trash and wandered over to the cupboards, maybe there was something in there to eat, or not... It was the last time she was going to let some other members volunteer to go shopping! Looking back at the food, and remembering there was a few things in the freezer it seemed as if some cooking was in order.
Mystique: "You might have to wait a while, the un-cooked food is the only decent food around here. Lucky for us Phoebe is a good cook!"
She said looking over to her eldest daughter, giving more than a hint for her to whip up something to eat. Mystique smirked faintly as she walked over to the kitchen table, knowing that Phoebe wouldn't let her little sister starve.
(ooc- Gah.. *Puts mental note to shrink side pics* i keep forgetting..*Glares at Loza* It's all you're fault! *Feels much better now*)
The blue hued skinned fingers of Phoebe's hand brushed aside some of her red hair as she moved towards the fridge, pulling out verious items she could use to make a decent meal. Without even a thought, as she began to chop the onions, her arms seemed to split into two, now with four hands to work with, she began shifting through her shores rather quickly.
They didn't have much to work with, so she was just settling with a pasta dish, it was quick and asy to make, and if there where any complaints, they could always ask some others to do and steal... 'borrow' some food that Arisa would like. One hand began taking care of boiling the water, another putting in the pasta, the remainding two fixing up the sauce. Once the pan was cooking and the pasta was bioling, she quickly cleaned up and then by then the pasta was ready. She drained the long strings and put them into another pot, her other hands stirring the simmering sauce as she did so.
Opening a cupboard, she then pulled out some plates and served each of them, placing a plate down before Arisa and then her mother, lastly herself, before then hurrying for drinks and forks and knives. Once she was done she took a seat and looked over towards Aris, a pleased smile on her lips as she watched her little sister eat.. at least.. her family all together.
Humans just don’t fit in With a world full of Mutants
Posts: 26
(10/26/03 12:30 pm)
Re: Welcome to the kitchen(OOC- Oh, Suuure make everything my fault! *Realises now that everything's going to be blamed on her from now on*)
Mystique watched silently as her daughter rushed around the kitchen, preparing the dinner for the three of them. She was pleased to see that her daughter was using her brains and used her shapeshifting power to help herself cook.
A content smile was on her face as she watched her daughters eat, before she too dug her fork in the pasta and took a mouthful. Her meal was cut short after hearing a bang on the Brotherhood’s front door, who would possibly be knocking on their door now? The blue shapeshifter gave a small glare in the doors direction and waited to see if someone else was going to answer it. After not hearing the door being opened after a short while she gave an annoyed sigh as she pushed her chair out and took to her feet.
Mystique: “I’ll be right back, it seems we have a visitor.”
Her annoyance was still heard in the tone of her voice. She couldn’t do one thing in peace these days, could she? It better not be any of the X-Men asking for her youngest child to go back with them, but then again if it was one of them they would have already made their self in by now.
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