Howls Castle 5

[18:18]	<[huh]Alexi>	LAST TIME, Focaccio and Andel were busy after getting busy, while Felicia and Flonne were getting ready to tackle a salad.
[18:19]	* [Gtz]Andel	licks Focaccio
[18:20]	* [Gtz]Andel	thinks, this taste! it's of a woman! Factorial Over Six
[18:21]	<[huh]Alexi>	Also, Alexi is either outside, dead, or both.
[18:21]	<[Tet]Flonne>	[As per usual.]
[18:22]	<[huh]Alexi>	as per usual.
[18:31]	<[huh]Felicia>	Right, so we move on to Flonne and Felicia.
[18:32]	* [huh]Felicia	looks at Flonne.
[18:32]	<[huh]Felicia>	So, salad.
[18:33]	<[Tet]Flonne>	Yep. Salad.
[18:34]	<[huh]Felicia>	First off, you promise the lettuce doesn't bite?
[18:34]	<[Tet]Flonne>	It won't even try.
[18:34]	* [Tet]Flonne	crosses her heart for good measure.
[18:35]	<[huh]Felicia>	Right, just can't be too sure in this place...
[18:35]	* [huh]Felicia	casts a glance over at the oven.
[18:35]	<[Tet]Flonne>	Yeah, rarely a dull moment around here. You'll catch up.
[18:36]	<[huh]Felicia>	So, where's the salady bits kept?
[18:37]	<[Tet]Flonne>	Fridge, natch. Mixing bowl's in that cupboard down there.
[18:37]	* [Tet]Flonne	heads for the former.
[18:37]	* [huh]Felicia	takes on the latter.
[18:38]	<[huh]Felicia>	What kind are we going for today?
[18:38]	* [huh]Felicia	sets the bowl on the counter.
[18:39]	* [Tet]Flonne	opens the refrigerator door and rummages around, tossing out clear bags filled with leafy whatevers blindly over one shoulder.
[18:39]	<[Tet]Flonne>	Carrots, carrots... uh...
[18:40]	* [huh]Felicia	does her best to catch them.
[18:41]	<[Tet]Flonne>	Cabbage? ...nah.
[18:42]	* [Tet]Flonne	snags a few bottles of dressing and nudges the door shut with one foot.
[18:42]	<[Tet]Flonne>	That oughta do it.
[18:43]	* [huh]Felicia	manages not to let any of the bottles shatter.
[18:44]	* [Tet]Flonne	turns around and surveys the... damage?
[18:44]	<[Tet]Flonne>	Hey, wow. You really do know your way around a kitchen, huh?
[18:45]	<[huh]Felicia>	Uh... sure.
[18:45]	* [huh]Felicia	sighs and places down the last dressing.
[18:46]	<[huh]Felicia>	So we just toss all of this together, right?
[18:46]	<[Tet]Flonne>	Okie dokie! Salad.
[18:46]	<[Tet]Flonne>	Yep, pretty much.
[18:46]	* [Tet]Flonne	skips over to where Felicia set down the mixing bowl.
[18:47]	<[Tet]Flonne>	Mostly lettuce, a little of everything else, toss.
[18:49]	<[Tet]Flonne>	Uhh... hrm.
[18:50]	<[huh]Felicia>	A problem?
[18:50]	<[Tet]Flonne>	Well, sorta. This really isn't a job that needs two people...
[18:56]	<[huh]Felicia>	Well, I'll take care of this, then. You did most of the steaks, and I did come to help out.
[18:56]	<[Tet]Flonne>	Yeah, but... I'm the maid, and you're still technically a prisoner...
[18:56]	<[huh]Felicia>	Don't worry!
[18:56]	* [huh]Felicia	gives Flonne a thumbs-up.
[*Mary] <[huh]Felicia> It'll be fine.
[*Mary] * ~[Tet]Flonne smiles after a second's contemplation, returning the gesture.
[*Mary] <~[Tet]Flonne> Alrighty, if you say so!
[*Mary] * ~[Tet]Flonne jumps up to sit on a nearby countertop, letting her legs dangle and kick.
[19:00]	* [huh]Felicia	gets to making the salad. Lettuce, grate the carrots, throw in whatever the hell else Flonne thought appropriate. Toss, and done.
[19:01]	* [Tet]Flonne	manages to keep still while this is being done, but staying quiet, too? That's just asking a bridge too much.
[19:01]	<[Tet]Flonne>	So, are you really a princess?
[19:01]	<[huh]Felicia>	Eh?
[19:02]	* [huh]Felicia	nearly drops the bowl.
[19:05]	<[huh]Felicia>	What prompts you to ask that?
[19:05]	* [Tet]Flonne	says it plainly.
[19:05]	<[Tet]Flonne>	Curiosity.
[19:05]	<[Tet]Flonne>	Aside from your name, I really don't know a thing about you, and I didn't even know that much ten minutes ago.
[19:09]	* [huh]Felicia	sets down the bowl.
[19:09]	<[huh]Felicia>	Well...
[19:09]	<[huh]Felicia>	I mean, it's supposed to be a secret an all, but... yeah, I am.
[19:09]	* [huh]Felicia	averts her gaze.
[19:10]	<[Tet]Flonne>	Secret, huh?
[19:10]	<[Tet]Flonne>	So, you really are on the run, too?
[19:11]	<[huh]Felicia>	Well, yeah.
[19:11]	<[huh]Felicia>	But, how could you tell?
[19:15]	<[Tet]Flonne>	Honestly, I just made that up for Alexi.
[19:16]	* [Tet]Flonne	sounds more somber than usual. Her feet are motionless.
[19:16]	<[Tet]Flonne>	I really had no idea...
[19:17]	<[huh]Felicia>	...
[19:17]	<[huh]Felicia>	Something like that, huh?
[19:18]	<[Tet]Flonne>	How much... I mean, like...
[19:18]	<[Tet]Flonne>	You don't have to tell me everything, but, at least... what's the danger?
[19:21]	<[huh]Felicia>	Well, I'm being chased.
[19:21]	<[huh]Felicia>	They won't kill me, but I can't say the same about you.
[19:23]	<[huh]Felicia>	As for why...
[19:24]	<[huh]Felicia>	I'd like to know exactly why, myself.
[19:25]	* [Tet]Flonne	starts to kick her feet again, slowly, thinking.
[19:27]	<[Tet]Flonne>	That's... good to know.
[19:28]	<[huh]Felicia>	Well...
[19:34]	* [Tet]Flonne	jumps down from the counter, a handspring adding some extra distance, landing behind Felicia. As soon as her feet have hit the ground, she's crossed her arms over the fugitive princess' shoulders, pressing one cheek against the back of her neck, pulling her into a sort of hug.
[19:34]	<[Tet]Flonne>	It's okay, now.
[19:36]	* [huh]Felicia	begins to pull away, but stops.
[19:36]	<[huh]Felicia>	Ah...
[19:36]	<[huh]Felicia>	Yeah. I shouldn't be all gloomy, right?
[19:38]	<[Tet]Flonne>	Alexi will hide you. He'll even fight to protect you, if it comes to that. Seriously, he lives for this kind of thing.
[19:38]	<[Tet]Flonne>	And even if he doesn't... I will.
[19:40]	<[huh]Felicia>	Even if it's you, though, I don't know if you can win, and I don't want harm to come to you or yours because of me...
[19:41]	<[Tet]Flonne>	It's not about whether or not I could win. Heck, I can pretty much tell you now that I wouldn't, I'm really not a very good ninja...
[19:42]	<[Tet]Flonne>	That's why I'm here...
[19:42]	<[Tet]Flonne>	But, hey.
[19:43]	* [Tet]Flonne	retracts her hands as far as the shoulders, gripping both of them and turning Felicia around to face her.
[19:44]	<[Tet]Flonne>	You trust me, don't you?
[19:44]	<[huh]Felicia>	I... I do.
[19:45]	<[Tet]Flonne>	Well, then... I've got to justify that trust somehow, don't I?
[19:46]	* [huh]Felicia	smiles.
[19:46]	* [Tet]Flonne	leans forward, touching foreheads together, and smiles back.
[19:46]	<[Tet]Flonne>	It'll be okay.
[19:47]	<[huh]Felicia>	Yeah...
[19:49]	* [Tet]Flonne	straightens up and claps Felicia's shoulders.
[19:50]	<[Tet]Flonne>	There, now that that's been decided... uh...
[19:50]	* [Tet]Flonne	checks the timer on the oven.
[19:50]	<[Tet]Flonne>	I guess... we wait.
[19:56]	* [Tet]Flonne	looks around the kitchen for some sort of inspiration, a way to cap off this short episode in a less deflating manner, but comes up empty.
[19:56]	<[Tet]Flonne>	...yep.
[19:57]	* [huh]Felicia	nods.
[19:58]	<[Tet]Flonne>	[Cut?]
[19:58]	<[huh]Felicia>	[guess so]