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Post by DWub on Mar 7, 2016 4:54:24 GMT -5
Finally managing to drag himself out of bed this morning (certainly not morning anymore), barely fixing himself up, Eiyole slowly made his way toward the kitchen area to try and find something to eat. On his way, his groggy, cloudy mind somehow managed to wander. Taking lazy, passing glances at anybody that walked by, he started to wonder. He'd run into quite the number of people and less-than-people in his time before the cult; would any of them be here?
He found himself in the kitchen with a glass in his hand and under a water tap, overflowing all over his hand. With a glance out the window at the already mostly-set sun, he narrowed his eyes and decided with a scoff that it'd be one of those days.
A short trip back to his room and a return with an unlabeled bottle of definitely alcohol, he found himself some frozen fish fillets and started to thaw them in a pan with butter, pepper and lemon. While that heated up, he dumped the water out of the glass and filled it half way with the mystery booze, then looked for something to mix with it. Orange juice, sure. That's vaguely breakfast-esque.
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Post by saltcipher on Mar 7, 2016 14:10:28 GMT -5
Zeltain had been having a miserable day. They woke up nice and early to watch the sunrise, only to find it not only raining but raining enough to flood the freshly planted garden outside their cottage. As much as they loved the rain, their poor little sprouts would barely survive the watery attack. It took them hours to rebuild, replow and replant and they were dirty and grouchy by the time they were done.
Seeing as their cottage was more of a store and workshop, they gladly made use of the room they were given in the cult manor. Once they were finished in their garden they drifted tiredly back to their room to clean off, change and sink into their luxurious nest of blankets and pillows for a couple hours.
Unfortunately all good things must come to an end, and the hungry yelling from their stomach had them crawling out of bed and grumbling the entire trip to the dining area. They needed some cake. And a drink. They thought on that and took a swig from the flask that hung from their belt
Upon arriving to the kitchen they were quickly hit in the nose with fish-smell. A grimance spread across their face. Oh come on... Couldn't someone be in here baking or something? They needed a pick-me-up.
They turned into the kitchen to see who could possibly be making their day worse and froze, finding something quite out of the ordinary. Someone they recognized.
"Well that's a surprise." They spoke up, making sure they could be heard.
Heh, were they ever glad they took their meds this morning.
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Post by DWub on Mar 7, 2016 19:09:17 GMT -5
Happy with his progress on the fish thus far, he had a bit of extra time to mince up some garlic and toss that in the pan as well. Using a fork to lazily flip the fillets and sear the other side, he placed a lid on the pan and let it semi-steam.
Just as he returns his attention to his drink, swirling it slightly in the glass, he notices someone enter the room. Not really bothering to pay attention, he takes a sip and decides that maybe it's just a tad too strong, taking a large gulp and filling the new space with more orange juice.
It's only when he finally turns around that he notices the other was talking to him, and he takes a second glance, giving his tail a powerful flick (more like a swat, really) when his eyes take turns refocusing and confirming that yes, that's who he thinks it is.
"Great." He doesn't bother turning on any sort of filter. "Long time no see, door-puncher. Good to see you got over your little fit." There is no energy for being clever.
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Post by saltcipher on Mar 7, 2016 22:42:08 GMT -5
Zeltain was torn between lunging at the unfortunately familiar face and doing their best to annoy him until he left. Though, it wasn't every day they saw somebody from before their cult days so... Maybe they could tolerate him for a while.
"Right back 'atcha, A-HOLE was it? Memories' a little fuzzy, but I specifically remember being nearly poisoned by someone who can't tell two flowers apart." They tapped their foot and gave an easy (and yet irritated?) grin.
"If you had some basic knowledge regarding natural remedies perhaps your furnishings and doorways could have remained intact!" They strolled over to the cabinets and began to search for something to eat, never keeping their eyes off Eiyole for long.
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Post by DWub on Mar 8, 2016 0:06:17 GMT -5
Quite literally keeping one eye on his frying pan at all times, the other three track Zeltain around the room. He tries to take a sniff at the other, grumbling silently as he realizes the strong lemon scent is masking any helpful scent that would waft off them. Just as well, probably.
"I don't bother learning about useless practices. Modern medicines are significantly more effective than your weird crafted bullshit, it's not my fault you wouldn't let me tend to you properly." Scoffing, he turned his back to the smaller demon, lifting the pan lid to tend to the fish again. "You're lucky I didn't leave you to die in the damn woods," he muttered, actively lashing his tail at this point. Still a troublesome little shit, aren't they.
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Post by saltcipher on Mar 8, 2016 0:50:36 GMT -5
"Useless! Ha!" Zeltain slammed a box of cookies they had found against the counter for emphasis. One of their zwings split into claws to search through another cabinet, pulling out a bag of icing sugar and a spoon.
"My craft is natural, like yknow; from nature! Instead of bizarre chemicals and who knows what. I could have tended to myself just fine." They opened the bag of sugar and shoveled a spoonful into their mouth, following with a cookie.
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Post by DWub on Mar 8, 2016 2:27:02 GMT -5
He rolls his eyes (which ones?) as Zeltain continues to speak,briefly considering each word before brushing it off. Eventually, he turns his head over his shoulder to lazily glare at them.
"Right, and that's why the life expectancy of the average human has gone up decades since the introduction of those 'bizarre chemicals.'" Digging around in the cupboard for a plate, he forks the fish onto it and drips the remaining juice over it, turning off the burner and tossing the pan in the sink. He barely has time to get a fork before he turns to face them again, lashing his tail harder.
"Could've tended to your- I thought you were a corpse, that's why I dragged you away. If you fooled me you either would've fooled something that was hungry, or it wouldn't have been long before you weren't fooling anyone anymore." Here he thought he'd been over this whole ordeal for a while.
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Post by saltcipher on Mar 8, 2016 14:07:13 GMT -5
Zeltain turned to lean their back against the counter, wrinkling their nose at the wet sounds the others meal made as he finished preparing it. Eugh. Not to mention the guys eyes were so friggin wierd, were they looking in different directions...? Oh what the fuck.
"I can assure you I've had worse! I would have been fine." They snorted and stubbornly continued to be totally ungrateful.
They pointed their spoon at Eiyole accusingly.
"And I'll have you know a concentrated tincture with a touch of magic is just as good, if not better than some pill and ointment you'd come up with. After all- the crap you use did originate from nature in some way before it was corrupted!"
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Post by DWub on Mar 8, 2016 20:54:49 GMT -5
Blinking each eye out of turn, Eiyole huffs and leans against the counter with his plate in hand and takes a bite of his fish, sure to keep a fair distance from the loudmouth.
"Just because the raw ingredients originated in nature doesn't make them the same as your weird garbage." Taking a larger bite of fish, he covers his mouth with the back of his hand as to not show his food while he continues to talk. "My medicines are refined from nature, which makes them effectively, y'know, better. Why else would anyone bother?"
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Post by saltcipher on Mar 9, 2016 12:27:03 GMT -5
Zeltain could feel a growl starting in their throat, this guy was really starting to to piss them off. If he insulted nature and their craft one more time they might throw something.
"Nature is not garbage. If you, or people like you, had any respect for nature maybe you'd see just how valuable the raw medicinal materials it gives us are."
Zeltain huffed, biting into another cookie. Those eyes were really starting to get to them. He was like... Some sort of creepy pretentious bug. Eeugh.
Zeltain had half a mind to consider dissecting him.
They shook off the thought.
"Stop that."
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Post by DWub on Mar 9, 2016 22:49:34 GMT -5
Eiyole's movements halt for a moment; tail frozen half-lash, teeth gnashed together around his mouthful of food, as he tries to focus. Are they growling? He can't quite tell, his hearing isn't near half as strong as his sense of smell is. Hesitantly, he continues, swallowing his bite and lapping his lips.
"Stop what? I'm thinking practically. You can't honestly tell me you don't see the benefits to chemical medicines." He takes a large swig of his drink, shaking his head a bit after.
"Saved your ass."
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Post by saltcipher on Mar 10, 2016 3:07:47 GMT -5
Zeltain grumbled and stuffed another icing sugar coated cookie in their mouth, letting the sweetness lighten their mood. Ah, lightening their mood. They were reminded of the flask in their belt and took a swig to wash down their snack.
"I don't care about the benefits, natural remedies are the better option. Pure, uncorrupted etcetera etcetera. And- No. That thing you're doing. With your face. Stop it."
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Post by DWub on Mar 11, 2016 20:35:33 GMT -5
Horribly extra-sweetened cookies and what he can only assume to be straight alcohol. What a strange and infuriating creature. Mostly disgusting. Quitting his brows, Eiyole blinks each eye out of turn and flicks one down to watch his fork gather another fork full of fish.
"Stop what with my face? I'm not doing anything." He pauses, changing his expression to one of exasperation. "Unless you're making some sort of jab at my looks, in which case you're not exactly easy on the eyes yourself. Any of them." Still no energy for being clever. He shoves his latest fork full in his mouth.
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Post by saltcipher on Mar 12, 2016 0:36:22 GMT -5
Zeltain wrinkled their nose at Eiyole before a curious thought distracted them from being bitter. They then proceeded to sprinkle some icing sugar into their flask, swirling its contents before taking a sip. Honestly they couldn't decide whether or not they liked it better or not. They took another drink and then focused their attention back on the creep standing across the room from them.
"Your eyes! They're all weird and looking everywhere- its freaking it me out." They shuddered, really just wishing all four would focus on something together.
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Post by DWub on Mar 12, 2016 1:16:35 GMT -5
Watching Zeltain pour icing sugar in their flask, Eiyole all but grimaces, baring his fangs and washing his food down with another drink to distract himself from... that. He finishes his plate a little too soon for his liking and frowns while they keep talking, placing the dirty dishes in the sink with the pan and downing the rest of his glass before starring to fill another.
"What- my eyes?" Careful what you wish for; all for snap to the centers of their sockets to focus intently on the demon. He wraps his tail around his own calve to keep it from continuing to lash, suddenly discovering what he's going to do to cheer up today. "I can't imagine what you're talking about." The alcohol must be settling in, as now he's definitely purposely only keeping a maximum of two eyes on them at a time, the others scoping out the room or watching as he makes his drink. Satisfied, he takes a sip, licking his lips and lifting his brows afterward.
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