Fifth Floor Common Room, Thursday Evening

[not_in_the_book]

This was getting to be a habit.

Ronan pulled the casserole dish from the oven, and set it on the counter. When he pulled off the lid, the odour of the meatballs, in their savoury, tangy, tomato sauce, escaped and filled the room -- and, if prior experience was any indication, likely the entire building. He pulled a packet of toothpicks out of his basket, setting it beside the casserole, the only kind of utensil for this kind of meal; this was definitely a 'stand, eat, and chat' evening, and there was plenty for anyone who wanted to come by. There were also crackers laid out on a tray. and some sliced peppers, to help round out the meal.


(OOC: And Ronan once again feeds the dorms. :D )

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[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

"A bit, yes," Setsuna said with a soft, congenial smile. "It certainly does smell delicious..."

[not_in_the_book]

"Well, feel free to help yourself," Ronan said. "There are meatballs, and crackers and peppers if you're so inclined."

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"Oh. Well. Thank you. Very much!" Setsuna gave a small bow of her head to Ronan before approaching the food and giving the boy a curious look-over. "Um, I feel so rude for asking, considering you're here offering me food, but, well...Have we met?"

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Ronan shook his head. "I don't believe so, no," he said. "I'm Ronan." He held out his hand. "Cooking seems to be a good way to meet people, though."

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She took the hand and gave it a firm shake, offering another light smile to Ronan. "Setsuna," she introduced herself. "Food is one of those basic essential needs that humans seem to have cleverly assimilated into the social sphere, so, yes." She chuckled slightly. "It also helps," she added, "that it's free for us on the receiving end. Another thing very few can refuse..."

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Laughing, Ronan said, "Yes, the free thing does seem to help." He grinned. "Which makes it a good thing that I enjoy cooking, and seem unable to do so in small amounts."

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"Definitely a good way to earn some popularity around here," Setsuna said, "especially among those of us, like myself, who aren't much good at cooking." She paused a moment, looking over at Ronan. "Were you the one cooking the Mexican smelling food the other day?"

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Ronan nodded. "Yeah, that was me. I made fajitas." He grinned. "And, again, they seemed to pull people in from everywhere in the dorms."

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"Yes, well, I was baking some brownies one floor down," Setsuna informed him. "And it was quite clear which had the more powerful pull. Brownies usually draws a pretty large crowd, but I was left with so many...!"

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Ronan grinned. "If there are any left, I'd be happy to take them off your hands. As a favor to you, of course, for taking away your potential audience."

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"Ah, well, then, you'll have to ask Alphonse," Setsuna said, ducking her head as she started to blush. "He was the original intended receiver and got a specific batch as well as the spoils left over for the expected extra turnout."

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Ronan nodded. "In that case, I'll leave them for him," he said, grinning.

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"Perhaps another time," Setsuna offered. "After all, I'll owe you for feeding me this, and, really, brownies are about the only thing I can make...I managed a decent unagi before, but I'm not sure if many people around here would actually like that..."

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Ronan shook his head. "You don't owe me anything." He paused. "Not that I would turn down brownies, were they offered, but there's no debt here."