R43 - Y'all hating's useless

[with_my_teacup]

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[The feed opens on a simple poster with the hand-blocked words WE NEED HELP IN THE KITCHEN.]

Testing out a new option to save time. Specifically right now we need a warden supe for lunch shift, until Ben comes home. If you're not used to working on a line or feeding a lot of people, we won't drop you into combat with no training. Marsh and I will help you out.

Oh. Not related to the kitchen-- I smelled a still running last month. Whoever it is, I want to pick your brain about fermentation.


[Filtered to Iris]
Iris. You got some time this afternoon to talk weasel shit and entropy? I'm willing to barter for your know-how. [He lifts a bottle of oil into the feed; last christmas, he gave her a massage, because sometimes it seems like she metabolizes stress the same way Arthas eats death. And the feeding's been good on that score lately.]

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[changeitroundsome]

The still would be mine, what would you like to know? 'Fraid I can only offer a novice moonshiner's guide here, mon ami. I ain't an expert by any means.

[routemistress]

[She's been avoiding both Riddick and Arthas since the death thing.]

Riddick my love, the one thing I can always get more of is time. Did you want to 'ave open auditions for the lunch thing, or what?

[darknessb4me]

Your supplies are back, at least?

[sneakykidwiththehair]

[Dash has been showing up for kitchen duty fairly regularly, and has been working with decreasing dilligence the less worried he gets about starving to death. He's still decidedly careful around Riddick though.]


What, are you thinking of going into micro-brewing?

[dinosize]

You should just put the sign up permanently.

[whatthewrackspurt]

Hello - Riddick, right?

Your food is delicious. Do you have a lot of house elves in your kitchen?