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ship log 003 [video/action for the kitchen]
[So, uh. This cooking thing.
But do you see that? The view's a little shaky at first, because he's still getting the hang of this technology thing, but there, for your viewing delight, Wonderland, is a microwave.
Well.
It used to be a microwave.
What it is now is more a column of smoke and melted plastic and burnt things, with the coppery shine of burnt tinfoil.
Oh, and the door's off to one side, and it shouldn't be twisted like that.
And yes, he actually read the instructions. And no, they didn't make a damn bit of sense.]
Correct me if I'm wrong, but I'm fairly sure that's not what it's supposed to do when it's done.
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[That, and his walking into a tavern in Tortuga would cause quite a stir, he knows, since he's supposed to be dead.] There are those of us that are known through our...Deeds. Better than others.
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[Ange sets down her mug and starts fiddling with the knobs for the oven.]
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Besides, we're a democratic group. Bloody elections for everything. [Which, thankfully, he's never actually had to take part in as a Pirate Lord. Yet.]
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[She twists a knob back and forth a couple times.]
But I think we have a senate of some sort.
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Did ye figure it out, then.
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[Ange puts a hand on her hip.]
...But wouldn't cooking at a higher temperature be more efficient?
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P'raps. If ye wished everything to be a charred mess, I'd imagine. [Seriously, he has no idea, this cooking this is weird, okay?]
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[Her tone makes it obvious she is not going to do this. She's just complaining.]
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P'raps that be the point.
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[She looks at him, arms crossed.]
Are you paranoid normally or is there a specific reason?
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Nay, I can't say as I am. However, given that- [He breaks off, and gestures around the kitchen.] I'm supposed to be in Tortuga, lass, bound for Singapore and points beyond. Of course I'm paranoid, considering this is very much not Tortuga, and I can't say as I can grow as content about that fact as some seem to.
[Because, you know. Deals with sea goddesses, his life in the balance...There's a lot going on where he's from.]
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Hm. Someone will have to do something about that.
[She turns toward the door. Tea time is done so she is done with the kitchen.]
Good luck with your meal if you decide to try again.