Post-Trial I Afterparty

[cellpreservation]

[They're down two of their number, and who knows how many more will follow, but for tonight at least... They have a chance to rest.

The school has already been cleaned, leaving no signs of the deaths that occurred on this very day, but that's just as well. After looking around to make sure of that much, Yuta marches into the kitchen and, after a bit of looking around, ends up gathering some snacks: boxed crackers and apple slices that aren't perfectly even in cut but look, he's not the chef of his group, he did his best. These he sets out on some plates in the cafeteria before finding his usual seat to lounge in, eating some apple slices off of a smaller plate he grabbed just for himself.

And then, he waits - to see who trickles in, and who doesn't.

Where is your character in the aftermath?]

Comments

[cellpreservation]

All we'd need to do is mix sugar with cinnamon, right?

[temmapathy]

Yeah, but you'd need the perfect ratio for that!

[cellpreservation]

Is it that hard...?

[temmapathy]

I dunno. It just feels like it shouldn't be that easy. [She shrugs, picking up another apple slice to nibble on anyways.] They're good plain too, of course.

[cellpreservation]

Maybe I'll look around later and see what's there.

[Right now is definitely low effort time.]

[temmapathy]

[She just nods, signing "I understand" with one hand while nibbling on another one of the slices. Totally valid, really.]

[cellpreservation]

I wonder if the home ec classes have any food that's easy to cook in bulk.

[He never really considered learning cooking when others had that plenty handled for him in his world, but...]

[temmapathy]

[She shrugs a little.] Oatmeal, maybe?

[cellpreservation]

Is that easy?

[He honestly has no idea!]

[temmapathy]

It's just hot water and the dry oatmeal bits, right? Unless you want to add extra flavoring.

[cellpreservation]

I don't know, I've never had it before.

[temmapathy]

Really? I thought it was a really common breakfast food.

[cellpreservation]

Not in Japan.

[temmapathy]

Really? Wow, I never knew that!

[cellpreservation]

My grandparents just make things like tamagoyaki or rice and miso.

[temmapathy]

Huh, what's that first one? The one that starts with T.

[cellpreservation]

Tamagoyaki? It's like... fried egg, but rolled over on itself a bunch.

[temmapathy]

[She blinks a bit.] Oh, I see. It doesn't leak everywhere?

[She might be imagining a slightly different type of fried egg, here.]

[cellpreservation]

[At least he can guess what she means.]

No, the eggs are already all mixed together, kind of like an omelet. So when you fry it, it's all even.

[temmapathy]

[She nods in understanding.] Do you mix in anything like for an omelet, or just eat it like that?

[cellpreservation]

You can mix stuff in if you want, but it's good by itself, too.

[temmapathy]

Huh. Now I kind of want to try it!

[cellpreservation]

Just because I know what it is doesn't mean I know how to make it.

[temmapathy]

[Aw. She looks a bit disappointed at that.]

Well, I'm sure I can find someone who does once we get out of here.

[cellpreservation]

Yeah, probably. I bet it isn't that hard.