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abyssdressing2009-09-27 03:08 pm
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[For once, this hermit isn't selling weird things for his lemonade stand. Somewhere in the quieter places of the dressingroom, where the possibility of population is hopefully zero, there's a Colonel. He was sitting in the middle of the field, staring out to space. It seems he has no interests in anything, but the area before him.
Actually, he was staring at the rows of pumpkins in the field. And maybe a crow or two.]
Hopefully, this spot is more quieter and peaceful. Everywhere else is just noisey.
Actually, he was staring at the rows of pumpkins in the field. And maybe a crow or two.]
Hopefully, this spot is more quieter and peaceful. Everywhere else is just noisey.

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So - how can I assist you today, Colonel~?
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Make whatever you want here. Surprise me. I got everything here that is enough to feed an army.
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Why do you even have this much food here, Colonel? ... Are you living with someone else?
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[Ah, blissful work that doesn't have anything to do with paperwork and legal matters.]
Since there's a lot of children here, I decided to learn how to cook to pass the time. I even thought of an idea to open up a restaurant soon.
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And - that's surprisingly nice of you, Colonel. Since when have you been so good with children?
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Oh? I had been surrounded by them for a year. Naturally, everyone are kids once I hit my late thirties~.
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That's interesting to hear. The Colonel from my world is a strapping young man of forty-two, after all. I can't imagine how it must be like for him!
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[And she places a tray of biscuits into the oven for baking!]
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Oh really? I suppose once one gets older, things settle down.
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[she pauses, and sighs in content.]
Ahh, it smells delicious, Colonel~! ♥
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[And there's a -ding- of the oven as the biscuits Anise are baking are done. She picks up a pair of oven mitts and sets about taking them out.]
A-ahh, that's hot...
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Ah, that looks great, Colonel! ♥
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Tell me how it is for you.
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It's delicious, as expected. You were always a good cook.
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[She's already preparing a list of reasons for why she will absolutely refuse to get into a skimpy waitress outfit for this.
... Though something tells her that this Jade won't ask that of her.]
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[Don't do that with this Jade. Unless you're Saphir.]s
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