Second Floor Common Room [Tuesday Evening]

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Ned hadn't been in the common room in awhile what with the cabins and the lack of oven out there. Rectifying the lack of baking was easy enough as sliding on his apron (still not pink) and heading down the hall to the nearest common room.

Now, he was in the midst of baking a pie or two.

It was almost relaxing, being able to do this again. And it didn't involve stick figures so he wouldn't end up making one side bigger than the other.

The tv was on for some background noise but Ned was baking, not watching.

[Open, of course! He'll share, of course!]

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"So far," he assured Myn. "I mean, no one's tried anything weird like I've seen in old science fiction movies. No brain sucking or anything."

[talon-wraith.livejournal.com]

"Hey, that's a good start. We'll just work you up to that level eventually." The perfectly straight face made it hard to tell if Donos was joking.

Which he totally was. Truly.

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Ned's rolling pin stopped in it's journey from hand to rolling board and he went wide eyed.

"Uh." He blinked. "Please no?"

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"If we're lucky, no. Though it's impossible to say for sure." Myn held out his hand. "Myn Donos. It's nice to meet you."

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"Ned," he said, hesitating briefly before deciding the oven mitt on his hand was good enough and he could do this, suck it up so he shook Myn's hand very briefly. "Thank you for not sucking out my brain."

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"You're welcome. I'll be sure not to do any brain-sucking in the future, as well." Donos gestured to the pies. "Do you bake often?"

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"When I can," Ned nodded. "Not everyday but when there's ingredients and free time, I do. People seem to like the pies."