idolpro | Nero's heart game / Session 3

[Long-suffering teenage girl sigh.]

How many more time are we going to have to do this?

Good question.

But we can't exactly go back, either.

C'mon.

[she'll touch the platform again]

The illusion takes the form of the avante common room. The dining area is ahead of you: a long medieval banquet table with tall wooden chairs, with an especially elaborate seat at the head of the table.

To the side, the kitchen is visible - though it looks more like a blacksmith's forge than an actual kitchen. All the fire, of course, is hellfire. Gold is already there, occupying himself with making fresh rice.

[oh.

she's hungry.]

... These illusions are rude.

You could try eating something. They might be real enough.

[She trails into the room a little, then makes her way towards the kitchen and Gold.]

Gold looks up as you enter the kitchen, giving you a small nod of acknowledgment.

"Hey Kohime, Adora."

... Is this food real?

Like... I mean... at all?

He looks thoughtful as he mulls on an answer.

"Well, you can eat it, if that's what you mean."

I--okay, if you ask the illusion Gold about the food he's making, obviously he's going to say yes.

What!

He didn't.

[she's going to start snooping the kitchen though]

This is 'Avante dinner simulator.'

So, what're we supposed to do?

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Look at all these ingredients. Bountiful.

Gold glances between Kohime and Adora. "Well, it's almost dinnertime. Was there something you wanted to eat?"

[She chirps:]

Sushi!

Gold laughs, and glances at Adora.

"You too?"

I'm good with sushi, yeah.

[especially because she's too busy thinking that was cute.]

Can you really cook anything just like that?

"Well, you don't exactly cook sushi."

He heads to the fridge and pulls out a long fillet of tuna and salmon.

"If you slice it up, I can finish up the rice. There's probably enough for sashimi don for the whole unit."

[oh.

yeah if she cuts sushi, it is 100% going to be something she takes way too seriously]

You want me to slice it?

[She hops up to perch on a counter, crossing one leg over the other.]

Yeah, Adora. You don't cook sushi, duh.

You cook the rice.

[but fine. she's gonna grab a knife and start trying to cut salmon.]

Just let Gold do it. You'll ruin it.

I will not!

I made you sushi.

Roll for success!

Gold opens up the rice cooker and starts fluffing the rice. He starts ladling out bowlfuls.

The bustle and noise in the kitchen draws Shrike in from the patio, novel in hand. She watches all of you fondly.

“Ah, have dinner preparations started already?”

[well, she did roll a blue before Catra interrupted]

Wow! You did a pretty damn good job slicing fish. They're perfectly even, and the cuts clean. Good job believing in yourself.

[SHE TOTALLY TUNED SHRIKE OUT, SHE WAS SO IN THE ZONE. SORRY SHRIKE]

Hah! Not ruined!

[Snags one of the pieces in her claws. Her actual claws, not ghost claws -- then pops it in her mouth.]

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