[Accidental Voice]

[knightofratatosk]

[This isn't the first time Emil has returned home to an uncomfortably quiet house. It's not unusual for H to be out somewhere during the day, but there's something strange about today, a weird feeling in the house that causes a sinking sensation in the pit of Emil's stomach. Hoping against hope, he's going to head upstairs and open the door to his housemate's bedroom... only to have his worst fears confirmed.

Once again, his journal falls to the ground with a thud, popping open to record a strained, shaky voice.]

N-no... no, not again... no... please...

[OOC: I know, I'm still on hiatus, but Emil wouldn't not react to his housemate vanishing.]

Comments

[knightofratatosk]

Because it's... that's... that's none of your business!

[crisisrain]

You're weirder than me.

[knightofratatosk]

No I'm not...

[crisisrain]

I'm not the one who spazzes at the thought of sausages.

[knightofratatosk]

You were the one who brought it up in the first place!

[crisisrain]

Yer surprisingly perverted for a kid.

[knightofratatosk]

I'm almost eighteen years old-- I'm not a kid anymore.

[crisisrain]

Then stop gigglin' like one whenever I say SAUSAGE.

Thick, long ones.

[knightofratatosk]

Hey, s-stop that!

[crisisrain]

[THAT LOOKS SO DIRTY.]

Stop what? [He sips his tea, very casually.]

[knightofratatosk]

[THAT MAY HAVE BEEN THE INTENT.]

Talking about... that!

[Emil can have sex but not talk about it, go figure.]

[crisisrain]

I'm just talkin' about the food.

[knightofratatosk]

... o-oh. I knew that, r-really.

[crisisrain]

Lyin' is a terrible trait for the youth ta have.

[knightofratatosk]

I-I'm not lying! I just thought... wait, why does it even matter what I thought? Why are we talking about this, anyway?

[crisisrain]

Because I'm kinda hungry now.

[knightofratatosk]

There's some leftover chicken if you'd like that, or if you just want a snack I've got some crackers and things too.

[crisisrain]

I'll go cook us up somethin' nice. Wanna learn a new recipe?

[knightofratatosk]

Huh? You don't have to go to all that trouble...

[crisisrain]

Ya sure? It'll help take yer mind off things if you want.

[knightofratatosk]

[A distraction? He could definitely use one of those, so...]

Then... okay. What ingredients do we need?

[crisisrain]

Most importantly! Chicken and rice! [He heads into your kitchen.]

[knightofratatosk]

We should have both of those... I'll have to cook the rice, though.

[Following, curious to see what Raven is planning.]

[crisisrain]

You get ta cookin' the rice then! Get me some eggs out too. [Raven starts going through the cubboards and such looking for the remaining ingredients. There's some breadcrumbs, onions, garlic, the standard stuff.]

[knightofratatosk]

Rice and eggs? Okay, hold on.

[He's going to get the eggs out and set them on the counter, then put the rice and water into a pot and put it on the stove to boil.]

So what are we making, anyway? Some kind of fried rice?