Fifth Floor Common Room, Thursday Evening

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Maybe Myn was feeling adventurous, but he was trying to cook. The keyword was definitely trying, since he wasn't entirely sure how to use the equipment provided to him. There were eggs in a pan, cooking quicker than Myn had anticipated, and bits of shell all over the counter - and on the floor.

Flour was sitting open on the edge of the counter, as he had started an effort to make pancakes, but aborted the manuever after managing somehow to get more flour on himself instead of in the bowl.

Help would certainly not be turned away.


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Bare feet were relatively silent, and Tahiri's approach might not have been too obvious.

She stood in the doorway for a moment, watching, before finally asking, "What are you doing?"

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"Cooking," Myn answered quickly, poking the eggs with a wooden spoon. "At least, attempting."

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"Really?" she asked, moving into the room and arching an eyebrow as she got a look at the mess. "Because it looks a lot more like tiny egg target practice."

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"Hey, I'm not used to this," Myn protested. "I never claimed I was any good." He carefully picked a bit of shell out of the pan, trying not to burn himself in the process.

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Tahiri half bit back a chuckle at his efforts. "You're probably better than I am. I can work a food synthesizer, but I've never had to do my own cooking."

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"I thought I'd give it a try." Donos had been bored; there was only so long one could stare at a blank screen willing a letter to write itself. Attempting to cook was a great distraction. "...Does that look done to you?"

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"Um." Tahiri walked over and peered into the pan, wrinkling her nose. "I think it shot right past done a few minutes ago."

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"...Yeah, I think you're right." Myn sighed, dumping the whole steaming mess out of the pan and into the trash. "So much for that brilliant plan."

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"It could be worse," Tahiri tried to console him. "At least it wasn't on fire, right?"

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"That's very true. Think I should try again?" Myn picked an egg up out of the container, tossing it up in the air and catching it.

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"There is no try," Tahiri said almost automatically; she'd heard it from Master Skywalker often enough, and it was just about a conditioned response by now. "Sorry," she added sheepishly. "But why not? Maybe with a little less heat this time, though."

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Myn adjusted the little dial on the stove, hoping it would be enough. "Yeah, you're right. There's pretty much 'do it' or 'get vaped'." He cracked a couple more eggs into the pan.

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Tahiri tilted her head thoughtfully as she watched him. "You're a pilot, aren't you?"

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None of food in the second floor kitchen looked all that appealing right now, so Tony decided to check out the other common rooms. Hopefully someone was cooking.

And he found Myn. "Hey, man," he said. "What are you making?"

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"A mess," Myn replied easily, tossing a half-smile over his shoulder at Tony.

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"Damn," Tony smiled. "I was hoping it was food."

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"It might be?" Myn regarded the eggs in the pan. "I can't really tell," he admitted sheepishly.

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Tony looked over Myn's shoulder into the pan. "It has food potential," he said.

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"Do you know anything about cooking?" Myn asked, prodding the eggs with a wooden spoon. "Most of my food knowledge involves eating it, not making it." He paused. "Unless it's self-heating rations."

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"You have food that heats itself?" Tony asked.

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"Yes. It's not the best tasting, but it's nutritious. And better than stormtrooper rations." Myn wrinkled his nose. "Not that that's difficult."

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"Still, handy," Tony said. "Especially in winter. I could've used that back in Toronto."

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"Also especially handy when you can't make a fire." Myn paused. "Or are simply a lost cause when it comes to cooking." The eggs looked done, so he moved the pan off the heat.

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"I can't do either," Tony said. "Maybe I should get some of those rations."

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"I wouldn't suggest it unless you're starving." Donos surveyed his handiwork, raising an eyebrow at Tony. "Should we give it a shot?"