"I'll get that," Kyla says, going to pick up the phone. "Meanwhile, could one of you finish making lunch?"
Call me a devil... it just means I'll have to use my hellish powers to get you to listen! F:36 S:0/20"Maybe you could take care of it, Hitsugi," Kyla said, and she picked up the phone. "Hello, Spyhold Manor."
Call me a devil... it just means I'll have to use my hellish powers to get you to listen! F:36 S:0/20"I will finish preparing the Master's meal and then ask him what his plans are for Junko when I deliver it," Hitsugi volunteered. "Olivia, if you would like to come with me I can show you the layout of the kitchen? After that one of us will show you around the mansion," she suggested, trying to forestall any further conflict. "The young lady with red hair was Kyla, by the way. I'm sorry I didn't have a chance to introduce you properly."
H:44F(8/30)S|G:19F(0/10)SOn the other end of the line, Kyla can hear a man's voice. "Hello, this is his Supre... I mean, um, Supreme Security Systems. There was an alert yesterday about an intruder. Was an intruder captured there last night?"
Cunning roll 1D6 * 4 = 4 . http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3191383/
If Kyla rolls less then 4, she believes the man on the phone
Leading the way, Hitsugi paused occasionally to show Olivia the location of various things in the kitchen then circled around the island to the mostly complete grilled cheese, ham and tomato sandwich that Kyla had left behind; the only thing remaining was to put it in the heated sandwich press and make the salad while it grilled. "Do you like to cook, Olivia?" Higsugi asked as she opened the refrigerator to look for some more exciting ingredients; really, she should have known better than to ask Kyla to cook, though it really wasn't the vampire's fault that she lacked imagination in the kitchen.
H:44F(8/30)S|G:19F(0/10)S"Me?" Olivia asked, staring at the walls of the kitchen, her eyes flashing with recognition. "Oh, I couldn'st possibly begin to expound upon my utter love of the culinary arts. Thine kitchen should, most likely, prove suitable for mine needs, as I haveth assumed that thy pantry is stocked with the necessary provisions. Tis a joy, cooking."
I am become Death, Destroyer of Miniputts."Would you like to prepare something for the Master, then?" Hitsugi suggested, gesturing toward the open refrigerator with an expression like a charnel house attendant displaying her 'wares.' "I had thought to make a spring salad to go with the sandwich Kyla made, but if you would like to make something else I'm sure the Master would be pleased - and Junko would probably take the sandwich."
edited 20th Sep '11 8:39:47 PM by Alhazred23
H:44F(8/30)S|G:19F(0/10)S"That sounds... excellent..." Hitsugi observed, backing away warily as Olivia began to do unspeakable things to full bag of unpeeled potatoes. "I shall just... work over here, then." Too distracted by Olivia's avant-garde cooking style to try anything fancy herself, Hitsugi plated her salad just in time to place the cooked and sliced sandwich beside it. Miraculously, the potatoes seemed to be done as well, somehow.
H:44F(8/30)S|G:19F(0/10)S"...pray tell, why dost thou recoil at my slicing of the potatoes? Am I not merely using to make this in the nu-"
She stopped for a moment, and realized what she was saying.
"Cor blimey, me bloody implant's gone batty again. Given me some other twisted up dialect, I reckon it has. It'll only be another bleedin' day before I'm speakin' like a damned Scot."
I am become Death, Destroyer of Miniputts."Um... Perhaps Junko can help you with that? When she isn't detonating sections of the mansion she really is quite handy with machines," Hitsugi observed halfheartedly. Perhaps if Junko did a good job, it might even help defuse the unpleasant tension that seemed to have sprung up at their first meeting.
H:44F(8/30)S|G:19F(0/10)SAt the word 'oven' a full body shiver traveled up the blonde girl's spine. "...I would submit that this would be less of an unflattering comparison than you think. Junko had 'enhanced' our last oven, and it was quite impressive. I imagine that it's still working, even now." With haunted eyes, Hitsugi looked at the floor.
H:44F(8/30)S|G:19F(0/10)S"You'd put my head in the hands of any idiot who can hold a wrench right-side up, would you? I'm a-"
Her mouth kept moving, but she fell silent. Olivia looked confused for a moment, before giving the side of her head an open-handed smack.
"I pray that that unpleasant experience hast not disturbed thee. Oh goodness, I appear to have reverted to ye olde butchered English once again... Still, Milady, I would be remiss on allowing my person to fall into the hands of that charlatan timmerse. Brain surgery, especially cybernetic brain surgery, is an operation of utmost delicacy."
edited 20th Sep '11 9:32:49 PM by RenaTheArchmage
I am become Death, Destroyer of Miniputts.Hitsugi tilted her head to the side slightly. "If you are sure..." she ventured uncertainly. "Should we call a doctor for you, then?" Hitsugi somewhat doubted that it would be helpful, but perhaps Dan's superiors had someone who handled these kinds of things. Picking up the food, she gestured to the hallway. "At the very least, please let Junko take a look," she pleaded, baring her teeth like a rabid dog* .
edited 20th Sep '11 9:40:39 PM by Alhazred23
H:44F(8/30)S|G:19F(0/10)S

"It appears we have most certainly gotten off on the wrong footing," Olivia began icily, changing the subject. "I merely moved to contain a potential threat. I pray thou shan't hold my natural instinct against me?"
I am become Death, Destroyer of Miniputts.