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tushanshu_logs2015-08-10 08:50 pm
peacefullywreathed) wrote in tushanshu_logs2015-08-10 08:50 pm
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I ain't made for a rivalry; I could never take the world alone
Characters: Solomon Wreath, Raine Sage, Bakura.
Date: Mid August, 2015 (2016 in-game).
Location: Raine and Sol's apartment.
Situation: Adopted famry gets together for its first famry dinner, because why not.
Warnings/Rating: Nothing thus far.
For all that Raine and Solomon had been in their apartment for a few months now, they hadn't actively had anyone 'come over'. Skulduggery squeezing in the door due to the fact he'd become slightly alive didn't really count, since it wasn't anything close to an invitation.
It was in some ways appropriate that it was Bakura. If Genis had been there, he'd have approved, almost certainly. Solomon at least was hoping the evening would ease Raine's mind somewhat, even though there hadn't been much said about Genis since he'd been sent home. There didn't really need to be.
The only upset was that Raine had wanted to help in the kitchen. To make it a special occasion, she said.
Solomon had to wonder what sort of revenge he was going to suffer for refusing. He hoped that the fact he was wearing the apron she'd bought him was suffering enough, because her voice always tightened when she saw him wearing it in that way he could by now recognise as amusement. It wasn't frilly, he knew that, but he had to wonder what else was on it.
But it was practical, and useful, and was indeed seeing quite a bit of use today, because Raine wasn't allowed in the kitchen and the kitchen, in lieu of Genis, was now Solomon's. Cooking wasn't something he ever thought he'd do on a regular basis, but it was one of the few things he'd started that was helpful right after his accident. It was vindicating.
By the time Raine got home and Bakura arrived, the apartment would be filled with lovely scents. Most traditional Irish food was a little too heavy for this weather and Solomon didn't know many recipes anyway; he unfortunately didn't know many Egyptian dishes, either. He settled for something Genis had taught him, which would hopefully be nice for Raine, with Irish colcannon as a side because it was simple enough and karkady as one of the refreshments.
Solomon himself was still in the kitchen, wearing his customised apron and moving around the kitchen with ease, shadows spread around the room, tinged blue and lurking, and ready to respond in a moment.
Date: Mid August, 2015 (2016 in-game).
Location: Raine and Sol's apartment.
Situation: Adopted famry gets together for its first famry dinner, because why not.
Warnings/Rating: Nothing thus far.
For all that Raine and Solomon had been in their apartment for a few months now, they hadn't actively had anyone 'come over'. Skulduggery squeezing in the door due to the fact he'd become slightly alive didn't really count, since it wasn't anything close to an invitation.
It was in some ways appropriate that it was Bakura. If Genis had been there, he'd have approved, almost certainly. Solomon at least was hoping the evening would ease Raine's mind somewhat, even though there hadn't been much said about Genis since he'd been sent home. There didn't really need to be.
The only upset was that Raine had wanted to help in the kitchen. To make it a special occasion, she said.
Solomon had to wonder what sort of revenge he was going to suffer for refusing. He hoped that the fact he was wearing the apron she'd bought him was suffering enough, because her voice always tightened when she saw him wearing it in that way he could by now recognise as amusement. It wasn't frilly, he knew that, but he had to wonder what else was on it.
But it was practical, and useful, and was indeed seeing quite a bit of use today, because Raine wasn't allowed in the kitchen and the kitchen, in lieu of Genis, was now Solomon's. Cooking wasn't something he ever thought he'd do on a regular basis, but it was one of the few things he'd started that was helpful right after his accident. It was vindicating.
By the time Raine got home and Bakura arrived, the apartment would be filled with lovely scents. Most traditional Irish food was a little too heavy for this weather and Solomon didn't know many recipes anyway; he unfortunately didn't know many Egyptian dishes, either. He settled for something Genis had taught him, which would hopefully be nice for Raine, with Irish colcannon as a side because it was simple enough and karkady as one of the refreshments.
Solomon himself was still in the kitchen, wearing his customised apron and moving around the kitchen with ease, shadows spread around the room, tinged blue and lurking, and ready to respond in a moment.
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There was a short span of quiet from her, while Raine appreciated this little home she had found all over again, and smiled softly to herself. Then she was off. "While it may not be considered one of his aspects, per se, the fact you feel it relevant enough to mention says it's an important part of that god's makeup," she pointed out. "Therefore, the opposing pairing of fidelity and infidelity does exist, and in an outright damaging way. Further, it can be said that marriage contributes to the creation of a household and home; it serves as a safe harbor, for which storms are as direct an opposition as possible, given a relatively abstract concept."
It looked like Solomon had the rest in hand -- or in shadow, as the case might be, and Raine trailed him and the bowls to the table, still thinking out loud. "Most of the summon spirits, while they do complement each other, are directly opposed and damage each other," she noted, more for Bakura's benefit than Solomon's. They'd spoken of such things before. "Hence their position as poles. Luna and Shadow are, as always, a special case, in that they are more reverses of each other than polar opposites, and Aska..." Aska was never not a problem, she reflected ruefully, and kept going. "In short, pairs manifesting in ways that are outright harmful to each other is no surprise. What of Apollo and Artemis?"
Though that question was more specifically for Solomon, who had knowledge outside the Egyptian, Raine directed a questioning look at Bakura as well, hoping for his point of view on such balances and pairings.