Fifth floor common room, Thursday afternoon

[nadiathesaint]

Every now and then, Nadia decides she wants to cook. This was one of those times, so instead of heading to the cafeteria for lunch, she handwavily headed to town for groceries and is now setting about making a stirfry.

For once, almost all the ingredients seem to make sense and go together.

There is rather a lot of hot sauce and peppers involved, though.

She bopped about the kitchen to the Postal Service, spatula in hand, as she stirred and fried away.

[ooc: come hang out, and if you're brave, try some of the stir fry. It's very tasty and might give you the temporary ability to breathe fire. . . .]

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[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi may need to lay down for a moment.

She's feelin' kinda "floaty" and dizzy.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia added the sauce to a bowl of stirfry and started cheerfully eating.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi blinked at the pretty colors only she saw floating through the air.

Anybody who was keeping track of such things should probably add "Nadia's hot sauce" under "Tickling" in the list of Pippi's weaknesses.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia just figured that Pippi was relaxing. "Want some more?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Oh, ya know, I came up here from having lunch..." she said. "So I'm not actually hungry any more."

Not hungry?

Must have been something wrong with the cafeteria food.

Yes. That's it.

[nadiathesaint]

"Oh. Well, okay." That just meant more for Nadia.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi guzzled down the milk Walter poured for her.

There may be more for her more often in the future.

:D