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[awaitingalbion]

[Merlin clears his throat, steading the journal in front of him.]

I would like to say that the Lady Morgana has just arrived in Luceti. [He pauses, trying to begin again with less strain within his voice.] I would hope that people could try and help her adjust to captiv--life, here.

[It is perhaps a pointless formality, but Merlin is feeling guilty about a number of things. Chiefly, how he had last seen the Uther's ward before being dragged into this world. Luckily, it looked as though Morgana was from well before that day. But he was also feeling guilty about the kind of life Morgana was now thrust into--and without Gwen, although she had been here so recently.]

Also...[now more self-conscious than strained. Also, I was wondering if anyone could provide some kind of lesson or instruction for the devices that have recently appeared in the kitchen.

[He wants to provide a proper meal for the apartment's newest resident. Something beyond the bread and cheese that has been sustaining Merlin. He hasn't yet tried to conquer the stove.]

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[Voice]

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

We're from the same place, yes. [Not quite the same thing.] You know her?

[Briefly, he wonders if this was the man who helped Morgana from the woods.] Luceti's rather different from home. It takes a great deal of getting used to.

[foodovermystery.livejournal.com]

Oh, I see.

Do you have any idea what she likes? What kind of food do you have?

[emp3thy]

[anything for social links.]

Maybe the bar.

[telepathicchaos.livejournal.com]

I see. Well, that's good then. Obviously you know her well.

[Okay... someone from Camelot probably isn't going to be much help to him. But he doesn't have anything better to do at the moment.]

Yes, I would imagine that electricity would be rather hard to find there. I'm sure others have offered, but if you need assistance, I might be able to help.

I'm Schuldig.

[Voice]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Okay, that didn't answer the question at all, but he won't pursue it]

Briefly. I found her in the woods and made sure she reached Luceti.

Maaah, well. If she requires anything else, I'd be honored to help such a lady~!

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

I have..a lot of fruit. And some bread, and--err--eggs. A lot of general necessities that Gwen picked up when she was here.

[He's not very helpful, sorry.]

And she's used to eating quite well. After all, she's the king's ward.

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

I'll pick some up, then. She would probably like some with her meal.

[are you using him for social links? sob]

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

I'm Merlin. [He replies calmly.] And I think I may have enough hands, for the time being. But thank you.

[foodovermystery.livejournal.com]

Well... I'm sure we can do something. It won't be anything really that fancy, since you don't have much, but we'll try.

Would she mind eating breakfast for dinner? That would probably be easiest, in terms of maximizing simplicity and quality. Most people don't, but there are some that do.

[Voice]

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

[That actually brings some amusement into his voice.] Might not want to let her hear you say that. She's very independent.

[emp3thy]

Then I'll get the rest.

["using" is such a strong word.]

[Voice]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[oh no, you've got him started]

And what a fine example of independence Morgana-chwan is~!! Threatening to run me through if I so much as touched her~!

She'll adjust just fine here.

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

I don't believe she'd mind, no. [He watches Yako with interest.] Breakfast foods are often similar to feast foods, anyway. Bread and cheese, sometimes an apple.

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

Meet in the village square?

[He offers, lapsing into a familiar casual tone.]

[Voice]

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

She said that, did she?

[Atta'girl, Morgana.]

[fourteen]

... devices?

[foodovermystery.livejournal.com]

All right, then. We can do a fruit salad, I think you have what we need to make banana bread from scratch, if there's time, do... something with the eggs - we could just scramble them or make an omelet, but neither are very complicated, and... hm. Plain cheese might be best. A little goes a long way sometimes, especially if that's what she's used to eating.

What do you think?

[emp3thy]

[thumbs-up.]

See you soon.

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

The..stoves? And the fridges.

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

That sounds great. Fit for a Lady.

[Uncomfortable with idleness in front of someone who is, essentially, a guest:] Which parts can I get started on?

[awaitingalbion.livejournal.com]

[Later--but not too much later--Merlin is standing just outside the village tavern with a hefty bottle held in two hands. The glass is dark, but it isn't hard to tell that the liquid inside is dark, as well.]

[fourteen]

Oh!

[ forgive her, Merlin, she's going to start to laugh, albeit gently. ]

I thought you meant something else! You'd really never seen things like that before?

[Voice]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

She did. [doesn't seem upset about this at all] You've got nothing to worry about.

[foodovermystery.livejournal.com]

Well... hm. The point of me being here is to show you how all this stuff works, right? It's really not hard at all - just turn the dials to get your temperature, and you're good to go. The trick is knowing at what temperature, and how long to let something cook for.

For now, though, you can help me slice up the fruit.

[emp3thy]

[Minato's a bit later than Merlin, as he had to find a cookbook and decide on a recipe. When he approaches he has a bag over one arm and two books under the other, one of them being his journal.]