Someone rang the dinner bell?

[calmyourmind]

Who: Charles + Anita (though other people can stumble across him as well
When: Days 139 (Post-event)
Where: The Kitchen
What: Charles decides to have a go at those alien foods.
Warning: Strange effects of alien foods? No warnings really.

It's not that there is anything exactly wrong with the supplied food... (TV dinners are an acquired taste, and one Charles has never acquired), the normal foods always seem to be in fairly low supply and Charles is a curious creature by his very nature. It's no surprise that sooner or later he would not be able to resist the desire to figure out what thee mysterious fruits and vegetables are, and what they taste like.

He may not be the most gourmet of chefs, but unlike his mother, Charles knows his way around the kitchen. Today there is a lot of action going on in there. He managed to find and clean some suitable kitchenware, as well as scrubbing down an area of the kitchen heavily until it looked glaringly out of place with the rest of the kitchen. Clean and organized as Charles works away, chopping, peeling and removing the pits and seeds from various strange colored and shaped food items. Each pit or group of seeds has its own separate place on a paper towel for his other upcoming project. (Cleaning up the atrium and attempting to plant some living plants.)

If anyone drops by the kitchen at any point on day 139, Charles will gladly cook something for them. All they have to do in return is play guinea pig for taste testing and determining the best ways to handle the different food products.

Comments

[animator]

Anita had chosen to lay low for several days, hoping to avoid any ill-fated run-ins with people suffering particularly violent moodswings, not to mention aiming to protect them from her own. For the most part, it had worked, though now she was suffering an acute case of cabin fever. That was standard for this place, really, especially since coming to the lab meant they were denied the opportunity to visit the docks or head into the forest to hunt, stuck inside with stale air and low-watt institutional lighting.

Not good for the mind or body, but what else could they do?

A walk across the science center would have to do for now, and her primary interest was heading over to the kitchen to see if she could find anything that looked vaguely appetizing. Some of the food was seriously suspect, and she wasn't a huge fan of the fact that the food seemed to be dropped in when no one was looking, with no way of telling whether or not it had been tampered with, but... well. Beggars couldn't be choosers.

She paused inside the door, surprised to see that someone else was there at this hour -- too late for breakfast, too early for lunch. She raised both eyebrows, giving a small but apologetic smile.

"Sorry, didn't mean to intrude."