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Fourth floor common room: Thursday evening

Karal was cooking. No, the common room wasn't on fire. No, the stove hadn't exploded, or the fridge. There were no broken plates or twisted spoons. Or eggy books.

That would be because what he was cooking, or rather about to cook, were pancakes. He was hungry, he was starting to become quite bored, and - really - pancakes were perhaps the universal food. Flour and water and apply heat. Simple.

Applying heat was to be done via frypan, and the flour and water had been mixed, with only a little bit of mess, in a bowl.

:This should be entertaining.: Altra was watching from a safe distance away.

"Glory, how difficult can it be?" Karal replied as he spooned some into the pan, then frowned at the sudden sizzle. "Maybe I should turn the heat down."

[ooc: open as common rooms are wont to be.]

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"Katara!" Karal greeted her with a smile, then frowned down at the frypan and the now rather dark pancake. "I'm attempting to make dinner. I think I'm not doing well at all."

She looked just a little bit amused. ...or a lot. "I think the heat's too high maybe. They're burning before they can cook." She smiled happily at Altra. "Hi Altra. Are you enjoying this?"

:It's not quite as entertaining as I hoped, but I can't complain.: He stretched up and slid off the couch, padding over to sit next to her.

Karal rolled his eyes at Altra. "I think you're right," he decided, turning the heat down. Right down. Probably too low. "Are you well?"

Katara reached out to offer scratches to Altra's ears.

"Very," she replied, raising her hand to cover a grin at the heat adjustment. "I love the cold. How are you?" She paused then pointed out. "You do actually have to cook them you know. This is why fires are better. No knobs to fiddle with."

Altra accepted the scratches which were his due and purred with content.

"I think I would prefer a fire, to be honest. I at least know how to make tea over one of those. Even the stoves in my world are heated by fire. You can see how hot it is and not have to guess." He scowled at the stove, then shook his head. "I'm well, I think. I was enjoying the quiet, but you can have too much of it, I'm learning." He poked the not-quite-a-pancake again. "I wanted to thank you for coming to the Fire Kindling ceremony."

"It was beautiful," she said softly, trying not to feel weird about saying that about a ceremony that was supposed to be honouring fire. "Are all your ceremonies at home like that?" Katara tilted her head thoughtfully. "It IS too quiet. That's the problem. I was trying to figure out why everything felt weird."

"Hopefully, people will start returning soon," he said with a quick smile. "They almost all involve fire in some way, Vkandis Sunlord is a god of the sun and of the flame, but that's the only one in which it is the focus."

"Does he not like water?" Katara asked, the question making perfect sense to her. "Maybe Molly'll come back for the new semester too."

Karal stopped, puzzled, considering what he thought was a very odd question. "I don't think He has anything against water, water is necessary for life," he said slowly, then nodded. "I hope she does. Even though we're no longer together, I do miss her."

The puzzlement was obvious enough that Katara stopped to explain. "In my world, they're opposites. Fire and water don't get along at all. So...I didn't know if your God would be offended that I went to his ceremony since I'm from the water tribes." She paused. "You haven't heard anything from her either then? Since the email when she left?"

"I haven't," he said, a little sadly. "I know that she'll write when she has time, though."

Karal left the not cooking at all pancakes and moved closer. "Vkandis welcomes everyone, no matter who or what they follow, so long as they are good people. He would never be offended by your presence, even were you to stand in the middle of the Great Temple at Sunhame." He smiled. "He might be unhappy if you were to extinguish the Presence Flame, though."

"She will," Katara agreed. "Just hope it's sooner rather than later." She smiled with amusement. "I wouldn't do that! Though it's too bad the firebenders in my world don't follow your god."

"Vkandis would welcome them, if they came to Him with good hearts and in full knowledge of His Writ," he said. "Though I've no idea what the Church would think of one who could bend fire." He tilted his head thoughtfully. "Perhaps we could send her an email? So it's waiting for her, whenever she has a chance to check it?"

"They don't have to worry," Katara said with a shrug. "Aren't any firebenders around here anymore anyway. Ooh! Yes! And she'll know we were thinking of her."

He nodded. "We could write one together, perhaps?"

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