[ In, in, in they go to the living area after the door is audibly shut behind them. Nevermind soundly. Basilio may not be shivering, but Nao has re-realized what "cold" and "chill" are and that the two like to hang out and assault warm bodies near doors and windows. That is exactly why she is making a beeline for her blanket fort, a new and permanent fixture situated a safe, but comfortable distance by the fireplace in the living room.
There's chairs here and there if he'd prefer. There's still some construction to do before it's done-done and decorating before she's happy with, it but Nao is planning on taking advantage of the many, many blankets inside the fort proper in short order. ]
Wouldn't surprise me if we had blisterin' sunshine tomorrow, the way the weather's goin'... [He takes off his shoes on the way in before he trails melting snow across the house, then follows her inside, looking around. No surprise she hasn't had a chance to finish up the house yet, but he's relieved to see she's living in relative comfort, all the same.]
--'Ey, me an' Del used to make those when we were younger! [Basilio says, tail wagging a little in recognition when he spots the blanket fort. Though in their case, calling it a fort might have been a little generous, when it was more built from the scraps and rags they could scrounge up. He feels like he's a little too big to squeeze in there with her and would take up way too much room, so he settles for a chair closest to the fire.] Felt like a right proper den, when we managed a good 'un.
[ A den is what she's going for kinda sorta. This blanket fort is a little different than the sort she'd build for herself at her place in Tokyo. For one thing, it's her first blanket fort in a space that's hers where she'll entertain company and she'd decided almost immediately that having the option to entertain company in her blanket fort was a necessity. That it's a work in progress seems that much clearer to Nao as she drops onto her hands and knees and scurries back inside, considering Basilio's frame along the way.
As it is, the fort is much too small to fit Bas and Fidelio and Will and C4 and herself, not to mention some of the things she'd like to keep or might leave inside it sometimes.
There's actually a few things visible here and there. A few books she'd checked out from the library, a couple of the golden cuff bracelets the visitors had left behind, a flask she'd picked up in the market before things went to hell, some parchment. There's even a glass jar filled with water and baubles resting atop one of the chairs next to Basilio.
Inside those baubles, there are memories at play. Right now, there's a girl with one amber-gold eye, one onyx-colored eye, and a slightly higher bob complementary a clean princess cut and much, much longer, free-flowing hair hair peeking over a counter at what appears to be some sort of fish-shaped pastry. ]
You're never too old for a good blanket fort. You guys should build one sometime! Or you can help me with this one. It's too small for company right now, see.
[As Basilio settles to sit down, he's distracted by the baubles, so much so that when he's spoken to, he's not especially subtle when he looks up with an absent--] Help ya?
[Ah, he gets it. He drags his attention away from the memory (what is that pastry?) and fully to her.]
You mean making it bigger? You got enough blankets for all that?
There's a couple of rooms here I haven't taken anything from yet. I think there's three? Four??
[ It's a big cottage. The number of blankets assembled for the fort's construction alone is way greater than what four rooms could offer. ]
I miiight've liberated some from some of the other unoccupied places. There's probably more nobody's using for the taking.
[ She's setting about getting situated in some of the blankets inside the fort. Gotta get comfy.
Should Basilio glance back at the baubles, the girl has managed to get her hands on the one of the little fish pastries and is positively glowing before she even takes a bite. ]
Just make sure you wash 'em before you use 'em too much. Dunno how long some of these places been empty.
[Then again, his own experiences probably aren't representative of most housing here, since he and Fidelio probably picked the most abandoned-looking hovel in the area to hide away in when they first arrived.
He's still distracted by the baubles, intrigued.]
That fish-lookin' thing -- what's that called? [As if she has any idea what he's talking about with no context??? So he remembers to add:] Looks like some kinda pastry.
[ She was about to say she at least knows to do that much (but not how, that's for a thought for her only) when he asks that question and she pauses everything she's doing altogether. Fish lookin' pastry...? She follows his gaze only to freeze when her eyes find the jar full of baubles on the chair beside him.
Within them, a familiar girl is opening her mouth entirely too wide -- really, she can see her fangs and she's obviously making a big "aaaaa" sound -- to bite down into the pleasantly shaped pastry.
[ The left corner of Nao's mouth curls upward as the girl starts to chew. It's almost as though she herself might be remembering something fondly, but then, she and that girl aren't the same person. Breaking from the figurative ice, she begins to untangle herself from the blankets so she can crawl over and retrieve the jar before it goes showing anything else compromising. To think she left it out in the first place...
Ah, but Bas asked a question, didn't he? And answering that one should be okay. It's not like that's a secret. ]
It's called taiyaki. It's... okay, [ she's just going to grab that jar to bring inside the blanket fort ] it's a kind of sweet cake that has this really chewy batter, right? But the outside is crispy and it's got this filling that's... do you know what anko is, Bas?
[ Because if he doesn't, she can describe it to him. In fact, despite her concerns about what he's seen, she's kind of excited just talking about the dish. The bubbly animation attempting to burst through her movements is clearly present as she speaks. ]
[His ears flatten a little in disappointment as she takes the jar away, and it hadn't even occured to him that he might be looking at something he shouldn't have. Something from home, then...? His eyes move from the jar to her face, leaning forward in his seat.]
You've gotta try it! If I was any good in the kitchen, I'd make you some. I'm pretty sure I saw some in the market. It looked like it, anyway.
[ She's pretty sure, but anyway!! ]
Anko is a sweet red bean paste used in a lot of sweets and candies. It's made by boiling and mashing adzuki -- er, red beans-- and adding sugar to it. Simple, right? It's a super popular filling. It's even used as a base for certain desserts!
I'd say it's better than chocolate, but... I don't really think you can compare the two. Ehe. It's that kinda thing, y'know?
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[ In, in, in they go to the living area after the door is audibly shut behind them. Nevermind soundly. Basilio may not be shivering, but Nao has re-realized what "cold" and "chill" are and that the two like to hang out and assault warm bodies near doors and windows. That is exactly why she is making a beeline for her blanket fort, a new and permanent fixture situated a safe, but comfortable distance by the fireplace in the living room.
There's chairs here and there if he'd prefer. There's still some construction to do before it's done-done and decorating before she's happy with, it but Nao is planning on taking advantage of the many, many blankets inside the fort proper in short order. ]
It's not even s'pposed to snow in December!!
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--'Ey, me an' Del used to make those when we were younger! [Basilio says, tail wagging a little in recognition when he spots the blanket fort. Though in their case, calling it a fort might have been a little generous, when it was more built from the scraps and rags they could scrounge up. He feels like he's a little too big to squeeze in there with her and would take up way too much room, so he settles for a chair closest to the fire.] Felt like a right proper den, when we managed a good 'un.
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[ A den is what she's going for kinda sorta. This blanket fort is a little different than the sort she'd build for herself at her place in Tokyo. For one thing, it's her first blanket fort in a space that's hers where she'll entertain company and she'd decided almost immediately that having the option to entertain company in her blanket fort was a necessity. That it's a work in progress seems that much clearer to Nao as she drops onto her hands and knees and scurries back inside, considering Basilio's frame along the way.
As it is, the fort is much too small to fit Bas and Fidelio and Will and C4 and herself, not to mention some of the things she'd like to keep or might leave inside it sometimes.
There's actually a few things visible here and there. A few books she'd checked out from the library, a couple of the golden cuff bracelets the visitors had left behind, a flask she'd picked up in the market before things went to hell, some parchment. There's even a glass jar filled with water and baubles resting atop one of the chairs next to Basilio.
Inside those baubles, there are memories at play. Right now, there's a girl with one amber-gold eye, one onyx-colored eye, and a slightly higher bob complementary a clean princess cut and much, much longer, free-flowing hair hair peeking over a counter at what appears to be some sort of fish-shaped pastry. ]
You're never too old for a good blanket fort. You guys should build one sometime! Or you can help me with this one. It's too small for company right now, see.
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[Ah, he gets it. He drags his attention away from the memory (what is that pastry?) and fully to her.]
You mean making it bigger? You got enough blankets for all that?
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[ It's a big cottage. The number of blankets assembled for the fort's construction alone is way greater than what four rooms could offer. ]
I miiight've liberated some from some of the other unoccupied places. There's probably more nobody's using for the taking.
[ She's setting about getting situated in some of the blankets inside the fort. Gotta get comfy.
Should Basilio glance back at the baubles, the girl has managed to get her hands on the one of the little fish pastries and is positively glowing before she even takes a bite. ]
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[Then again, his own experiences probably aren't representative of most housing here, since he and Fidelio probably picked the most abandoned-looking hovel in the area to hide away in when they first arrived.
He's still distracted by the baubles, intrigued.]
That fish-lookin' thing -- what's that called? [As if she has any idea what he's talking about with no context??? So he remembers to add:] Looks like some kinda pastry.
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Within them, a familiar girl is opening her mouth entirely too wide -- really, she can see her fangs and she's obviously making a big "aaaaa" sound -- to bite down into the pleasantly shaped pastry.
Oh, the faces they make. ]
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Ah, but Bas asked a question, didn't he? And answering that one should be okay. It's not like that's a secret. ]
It's called taiyaki. It's... okay, [ she's just going to grab that jar to bring inside the blanket fort ] it's a kind of sweet cake that has this really chewy batter, right? But the outside is crispy and it's got this filling that's... do you know what anko is, Bas?
[ Because if he doesn't, she can describe it to him. In fact, despite her concerns about what he's seen, she's kind of excited just talking about the dish. The bubbly animation attempting to burst through her movements is clearly present as she speaks. ]
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Anko? Nah, never heard of it.
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[ She's pretty sure, but anyway!! ]
Anko is a sweet red bean paste used in a lot of sweets and candies. It's made by boiling and mashing adzuki -- er, red beans-- and adding sugar to it. Simple, right? It's a super popular filling. It's even used as a base for certain desserts!
I'd say it's better than chocolate, but... I don't really think you can compare the two. Ehe. It's that kinda thing, y'know?