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deercountry2021-09-29 11:46 am
demonicbeauty) wrote in deercountry2021-09-29 11:46 am
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And though scary is exciting...
Who: Ariadne, Castiel, and Evelyn
What: Tea and conspiracy theories
When: Backdated slightly to mid-September, following Sam Winchester's visit to the orchard
Where: Ariadne's home, in the Willful Machine
The second floor of Ariadne's home was exactly as it had been in Deerington. Complete with a kitchen she'd never used. Even the dust on the cooking surfaces seemed the same. Which was a good thing. Ariadne was a menace in the kitchen and had been rightly banned from the kitchens back at North Castle.
In her defense, it had only been a small fire.
Fortunately, there was one singular ability that Ariadne did possess when it came to the culinary arts and that was the ability to boil water. Even, so she watched the teapot like a hawk, prepared at any second to douse unexpected flames. There were none. But Ariadne credited that mostly to her vigilance. Soon enough she had a boiling pot and filled it with herbs, preparing tea the way she'd learned back in Valeria, when tea suddenly and unexpectedly entered her life. Once she put out the flames on the stove, she assembled three mismatched cups and set them out on her little table, along with a bowl of fresh fruit from her orchard and some cinnamon bark.
It occurred to her that she'd never really had guests before. Oh, she'd had Orpheus over on occasion. Or Dean once or twice when she was picking up supplies. But this was different somehow. She had invited people over, offered hospitality. And she realized that she didn't entirely know how to do that, especially not for earthlings.
Well, she could only hope they'd be forgiving. And much more focused on the problem at hand. The problem being that something was strangely amiss with Sam Winchester.
What: Tea and conspiracy theories
When: Backdated slightly to mid-September, following Sam Winchester's visit to the orchard
Where: Ariadne's home, in the Willful Machine
Content Warnings: Discussion of sex.
The second floor of Ariadne's home was exactly as it had been in Deerington. Complete with a kitchen she'd never used. Even the dust on the cooking surfaces seemed the same. Which was a good thing. Ariadne was a menace in the kitchen and had been rightly banned from the kitchens back at North Castle.
In her defense, it had only been a small fire.
Fortunately, there was one singular ability that Ariadne did possess when it came to the culinary arts and that was the ability to boil water. Even, so she watched the teapot like a hawk, prepared at any second to douse unexpected flames. There were none. But Ariadne credited that mostly to her vigilance. Soon enough she had a boiling pot and filled it with herbs, preparing tea the way she'd learned back in Valeria, when tea suddenly and unexpectedly entered her life. Once she put out the flames on the stove, she assembled three mismatched cups and set them out on her little table, along with a bowl of fresh fruit from her orchard and some cinnamon bark.
It occurred to her that she'd never really had guests before. Oh, she'd had Orpheus over on occasion. Or Dean once or twice when she was picking up supplies. But this was different somehow. She had invited people over, offered hospitality. And she realized that she didn't entirely know how to do that, especially not for earthlings.
Well, she could only hope they'd be forgiving. And much more focused on the problem at hand. The problem being that something was strangely amiss with Sam Winchester.