--CAUSE I'M ALREADY THERE [open; free bread!]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Well, Lucina had been tasked to make some bread. Which, needless to say had proven to be a much more arduous task than she had expected, perhaps because she was used to making bread with two opposable thumbs. So the dark blue Vice-Leader had done her best, keeping an eye on the bread every five seconds or so to make sure it wasn't burning. And here was her disclaimer, Lucina was not a baker or a cook in any sense of the word, she had usually left that honor to Cherche, who had made the best grub in all of Ylisse. On a scale of cooking, she was closer to Kjelle, who was a gods-awful cook. "Hey guys!" She yipped, balancing the tray of bread on her back. "I, uh, made some bread! I hope you like it." She wasn't expecting much, but she hoped it was good enough to eat. The last thing she wanted was to get all of her clanmates sick.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 475px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]Intrigued by the prospect of bread, Margaery trotted fourth. A tiny grin would curve her lips and she would inhale the warm scent, finding that it smelled especially delectable. "Might I have some?" She inquired quietly, a brow arching. Lucina had already offered but the Head Paladin wanted to make sure. Over-stepping boundaries was not something she enjoyed doing.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify]✯ — [size=9pt]"I'll try," Atoningpaw murmured, glancing up from his book. Why not? How that he thought about it, he was feeling hungry. Takumi's body apparently required more food more often than his own. It was rather irritating - then again, everything about that brat was irritating. Trying to get all thoughts of Takumi from his mind - though that was hard when he was in his body - he approached Lucina and waited to receive his piece. He had to wonder if she was aware of their soul transfer.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; width:340px;][justify]Lostboy also made her way over, looking at the bread with a smile. Moving to BlizzardClan had been no easy task, she had to learn to survive without her retainers or maids and butlers to save her ass every time she got into trouble, Lostboy still couldn't cook. So this was basically the works of a god coming from her friend. "Hm." [size=9pt]♚


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    [justify]"Bread? Bread sounds délicieux right now." Francis cheerfully commented, loping over with a smile towards everyone there. He too, was used to things being served to him. Where, he didn't know. When, he didn't know. Why, he didn't know. All that he knew was that he was accustomed to the feeling of being served, but it wasn't much shock to come out of it. He liked bread though, and he knew the reason: it was tasty.


    The canine bounded to the side of Lostboy, wagging his tail. Not eagerly, but just contentedly, with the smell of fresh wheat in his jaws. It made him sleepy. It reminded him of warm, starlit nights, maybe with the dim glow of a fire. Purple and orange made such a good combination. He gave a beaming grin to Lucina, almost encouraging. "I'm sure that your bread tastes as good as you look!"
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Well. Guess these were gonna be her guinea pigs. "Of course please take a piece." She said, properly putting the tray down and quickly slicing through the loaf. "Just...please don't sue me if you get sick or anything."


    Of course she definitely wasn't expecting that compliment to come from Francis. The heat practically shot to her face almost immediately, and there was no doubt in the wolf's mind that she was blushing uncontrollably. She'd never done very well with receiving compliments, especially from other guys around her age. "O-Oh. I wouldn't say that..."
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 1px]"Is it whole wheat?" Kylo asked, sounding tired. Too many people were eating white bread these days, it was disgusting. Kylo treated his body like a temple and did not eat anything that would make him bloat or gain unnecessary weight.


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    [justify]Francis smirked a little. "I would." he replied, winking at her and then bounded forwards to snatch up a loaf of bread. Let her think that he was just overly friendly, or maybe actually flirting with her. Francis would flirt with apprentices if he got the chance, no harm done, right? He trotted backwards to the place he was standing and then, surprisingly, conjured a silver plate and set the bread on it.


    And then ever so delicately, would take bites of the bread, holding it down with one paw, until there was no more. He licked his lips, wondering how to describe it. It wasn't good, not as good as some of the things he'd eaten, but not bad either. "I changed my mind. You are even better than the bread." Maybe she'd see through that and think that he was coyly insulting her cooking skills? Whatever, he was sure it was fine. SHe did look lovely though, blue pelt and blue eyes made for great eye candy.
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    [justify][sub][size=8]The bear walked smoothly over, the scent of bread drawing him to the small group of people. bread.. You cant go wrong with a good loaf of bread. "Oooh," he squealed-almost, his brown eyes sparkling, "This bread looks so eat-able," He gulped, his jaw hanging slightly open as he plopped down on his fluffy behind.

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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;color:#B6D8C0;font-size:20pt;letter-spacing:-2px][font=georgia]A TINCTURE OF MEMORIES[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 330px; color:#ECDBBC;font-size:8pt;margin-top:-9px;letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 98%;][font=arial][justify]"Ah, could Tama try some, too?" The servaline had been beckoned over by the lull of voices, and the aroma of freshly-baked bread. She was pretty sure that anything that Lucina cooked, would taste delicious, so she could put her faith in the fact that she wouldn't be going home with a stomach-ache today.


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    "Bread...? the jet-black lupine would say, shuffling over and sitting next to Tama. Hearing Lucina say that she would get them sick amused Moongleam- for the reason she was about to express. "Ah, d-don't worry Luci... I'm sure your b-baking isn't as b-b-bad as mine. I... I manage t-to make thing burnt [b]and raw... d-don't ask me how,"[/b] she stuttered, letting a small smile play on her lips.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 2px;][color=lightgrey]WISTERIAPAW — BLIZZARDCLAN — PALADIN — [abbr=eight moons, domestic feline, somewhat medium, elemental powers (getting better), conjuration, bond w ghostpaw, no kill / pm for capture]HOVER FOR TAGS[/abbr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; font-size:8pt; text-align: justify]bread? wasn't that stuff you used to feed birds? the small feline trotted over, watching as a couple of her clanmates indulged themselves in the bread. still, she was a bit skeptical. bread just... looked weird. and today would be the day that the paladin decided to be picky about what she ate. well, not as picky as kylo because... well... she didn't even know what wheat was. probably the stuff that went in bread... ah, she'd figure it out from some npcs.
    still, despite the hesitation, she took a small piece of bread and sat down, taking a nibble of it. it was... dry. definitely bland, if anything. and definitely not better than the love of her life; sparrow. still, not bad. she shrugged and finished nibbling on the little piece she took, before speaking. "thanks, lucina." she purred.