Sunday Evening, 3rd Floor Common Room

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter bustled in to the common room and unpacked the items he'd just picked up down at the Emporium, tucking the wire cutters into his pocket for the time being.

He put a pot of water on to boil and pulled out a pan to begin browning the meat.

Shepherd's Pie tonight for anyone who eats meat, which in Walter's opinion, should be everyone, but he knew that not everyone was as sensible as he. They'd have to miss out since he'd neglected the makings of a salad.


[ooc: open for dinner and interaction, Walter's making a very large meal to share with his new cohabitants, since he's a bit picky about what he eats and the cafeteria food doesn't sound as though it falls under his guidelines of acceptable food.]

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[section9-togusa.livejournal.com]

Hmmm...something smelled good. Togusa followed his nose to where the smell was coming from. Seeing a kid about his age cooking, he hoped that he would be serving goodies for the students often. Smiling, he walked up.

"Hey, you're new here, right? I'm Togusa. What are you making?" He extended his hand and sniffed again at the delicious smell coming from the pan.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Turning away from the stove for a moment, Walter stuck out his hand. "Walter Dornez. New, freshman, not a demon, watch out for gremlins, there may or may not be a squid in the downstairs pool, and Angel is a vampire. Oh. And I'm a butler."

He grinned, having just repeated Pippi's introduction with a few of his own additions.

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Alphonse wandered back into the common room because my god, I'm real bad about moving this kid to and fro with a please looked on his face.

"Real foooood..."

[section9-togusa.livejournal.com]

"I saw some odd people, but who am I to judge?" Togusa shook Walter's hand firmly. "So," he asked, his mouth already watering, "do you cook stuff like this often? Cause I might get fat."

Before Walter could answer, Togusa heard the plaintive call for oil. "Blast." He realized that he had probably looked blank for a moment when he got that message. "I have to go. Save a piece for me!" He bolted away, hoping that his Tachikoma was not causing tooo much trouble. Or using thermooptics and asking around the emporium for natural oil.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Al." Walter waved and gave his roommate a grin. "I told you that I'd be cooking. You'd better not be one of those vegetarians I keep hearing about, though."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter watched Togusa leave and shook his head. "Nice meeting you?," he said to the boy's retreating back.

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Can't say I am. I'll eat pretty much anything, give or take a few things."

He took a spot on the table, awaiting the meal that was to come.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Old fashioned home cooking. At least for my home. Shepherd's pie. It's a meat pie with mashed potatoes on top." He finished with the meat and spread it in the casserole with other fresh ingredients he'd been chopping while talking to Al. "But I forgot the salad, so it's a carnivore's dinner mostly."

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Alphonse did a mental cheer, watching as Walter prepared the food. "Sounds good! I don't think I've had that before, can't wait to try it."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

After getting the meat into the dish and mashing the potatoes, Walter put everything in the oven and sat down across the table from Al. "Anything interesting today? It's been pretty slow for me."

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Nah, nothing much here, either. Same thing as a few hours ago last time we talked."

He stared at the oven briefly. Okay, gotta wait for it, but it'll be right in front of him eventually.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

After having quite a nice talk with Maia, Pip wanders out to see exactly what the smell from the Common Room is. He stares down at the food in front of him and look up at Walter. "You know," he says, "I thought you were pretty cool. But this? This? British food?"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Alphonse turned, spotting Pip walking into the room as well. "Oh, hi! I haven't seen you since our first day here."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Finally Walter pulled the casserole out of the oven and put it on the stovetop. "Help yourself. I need to break this serving people all the time habit."

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Great!" Alphonse retrieved a plate and a fork for himself, picking out a piece of the casserole for himself. He sat back down at his spot, finally starting to eat his food. "Mmmm... Been a while since I've had any good cooking. This is really good."

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"What else do you expect from a Brit, Frenchie? Feel free to go eat the cafeteria's musical food if you want." Walter grinned and dished himself a plate.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip smiled. "Yeah, I've been off in happy happy jet lag land. Spent most of the time sleeping. How have you been doing over the past couple of days?"

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip pulls out a pack of cigarettes. After lighting one of his own, he extends the pack to Walter. "Between British food and cafeteria food? Hmmm. Tempting. But at least I know what this food will taste like. Whatcha got? Please don't say fish and chips, or there will be violence."

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Oh, pretty much the same thing. Not doing much of anything, but getting around. Except the jetlag part, I'm not sure what exactly that is."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Taking a cigarette with a nod of thanks, Walter grinned. "Shepherd's pie. I hate fish and chips. In fact, I hate fish."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Thanks. I'm glad you like it." Walter tucked the cigarette he'd gotten from Pip behind his ear and sat down across from Al to eat.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip smirked. "Jet lag is when you suffer from a sudden time zone change. Like, I was on the other side of the world. When it's noon here, it's midnight there. I came from the other side of the world straight here on a flight with no time to acclimate. Thus my rythms are thrown into all sorts of crazy hell. But I'm good now. Have any trouble adjusting to the new... what was the word we used... realm?"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

He continued to dig in, enjoying every bit of it. After he was finished so not dragging out an eating scene, okay, Alphonse leaned back comfortably in his chair, patting his stomach. "Good stuff. Hope you'll do this more often."

He then looked back on the table, thinking aloud, "Well, looks like I'll have to do dishes, too."

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Alphonse blinked. "Oh! Right. I see now." He shook his head to answer his next question. "I've been a little tired, I guess. But I think that's just me being lazy." He chuckled a little.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip laughs. "Then there's hope for you yet, sir! You're the second person I've met who hates fish, though. I'll have to look into changing that." Pip starts to fix himself a plate of shepherd's pie. "So, Walter, tell me about yourself. What part of England are you from?