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Who: Xue Yang and Anyone
Where: Kitchen
When: Fiddlesticks Day 17
What: Attempting at cooking? Yeah that is it...Feel free to stumble upon his attempts.
Warnings: It's Xue Yang..so there could be talk or actual violence

Xue Yang has some business to take care of in the kitchen. He doesn't know how to cook and he doesn't particularly care if what he is cooking actually turns out. He has made sure to pick a time when it would be quiet, before anyone wants to begin working on anything for breakfast. He had some activities last night that now require the destruction of anything that might tie him to that activity.

The item in question is already laid out in the bottom of the oven, the temperature set at 425 degrees because that just seemed like a decent place to set it. And to make sure things don't seem suspicious in the least, a pan full of uncooked bacon has also been set in the oven. He doesn't know if that's how you actually cook bacon but at least the smell of that cooking might mask the scent of something else burning.

He rummages around until he finds something that he can snack on while he waits for a certain item to no long exist. As he is doing that he notices the smoke that is escaping from around the edges of the oven door. That's either a good sign..or a bad sign. And he's not too worried so he's not going to open that oven until he is sure that the item inside is certainly nothing but ash. At least the room is smelling like bacon so part of the plan is working.

He finds some carrot sticks and munches on them as he waits.

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Xue Yang takes that into consideration and opens the oven door to peek inside at it's contents. A larger puff of smoke comes out as the door gives it the chance to escape but it dissipates around the room quickly. The article in the bottom of the oven seems appropriately unrecognizable at this point and the bacon..which he cares about far less..is certainly tending towards the crispy side but still recognizable.

"I think I'll give it a few more minutes. I prefer things to be more crispy."

Not really. he doesn't fully intend to eat the bacon and will most likely just leave it out should anyone actually like fairly blackened bacon.

Maru just stared at the guy. More smoke. Another sneeze and he wrinkled his nose.

He grabbed the cookie jar and stepped away from the guy... Was he deliberately being creepy?

"Right... Well if you don't want a bunch of people stampeding in here. Might wanna skip the charcoal." Maru turned and plopped himself down on the ground, legs crossed and took a cookie from the jar.

He at least turns off the oven. There is enough residual heat in there to do any final cooking. But that way he won't be creating any more smoke if it can be helped.

"I imagine there will be people in here hunting food soon enough anyway. You came looking so that must mean the time to eat is soon."

He held up his cookie and then moved to take a bite of it before he spoke.

"... Just wanted a snack. Don't know if anyone else will want one as well. Usually Pompadour will come and cook. Or the other guy. Someone'll show up to cook before people come in to eat." And he didn't think that was going to happen soon, but Maru could be wrong. Time was weird on the train, he was finding. There were no clocks. No sun or moon. No night and day. It was weird.

"I'm not familiar with who does most of the cooking though technically my team is apparently in charge of it right now." He waves a hand dismissively towards the oven. As if that is his entire reason for being in that place.

"I can't guarantee it will be good but at least there will be bacon."

Riiiight... Maru wrinkled his nose and glanced toward the oven. There was an underlying smell that was making his nose twitch. There was definitely more than bacon in there, but he he couldn't find it in him to care too much.

"Think most are fed up with bacon now. Especially charcoal bacon. Crispy is good. I think yours should be binned." It was a waste but even he wouldn't touch the stuff this guys was cooking, and for a vampire, he really wasn't too fussy on what he ate.

He turns to the oven and pulls open the door, making note that the item he wished to discard was appropriately destroyed. The bacon at least still looks like bacon even if it is seriously charred. He turns off the oven and looks for something to pull the hot pan out of it.

"Maybe someone can still use it as a additive to something else." Something to mask the taste of burnt. He finds a mitt and pulls the pan out and sets it down.

"Are you deliberately weird or is it something that comes natural." Maru asked curiously as he nibbled at a cookie and watched the guy pull out something that was smoking and wholly inedible to his eyes.

He sets the pan down and smirks at the other man, "I imagine it is all natural." He doesn't really find himself weird but that doesn't mean others can't question his personality. He can't really clean the oven until it cools down so he resumes his own snacking...on carrots versus charred bacon.

He was definitely giving off a vibe. Maru wasn't too sure what that vibe was though. Weird, yeah. Kind of creepy? But could he really judge? Maybe he was a nice guy and he just gave off the impression that he was suspicious? The smirk didn't help matters much, it was like he knew he was being weird...

"Just so you're aware." Maru shrugged and grabbed another cookie. It didn't bother him much, he supposed people looked at him and thought he was weird as well. People couldn't help how they were made.

"Is there a problem with being weird? Normal is boring." Xue Yang has always pushed the boundaries in his world. He picks up one of the pieces of bacon and takes a bite out of curiosity. Still..kind of tastes like bacon.

"On this train? Nope. It's a requirement I think." Had he actually met anyone who was 100% normal? Not really. Even the normal seeming ones had something about them. A secret. A hidden past. A hidden power.

"What team are you on?" He asked suddenly, looking up from his cookie.

"I'm on red." He wonders if that matters. He knows the teams each have their own strengths. And red team seems to be the fighting or the misfits. Xue Yang could fit into either of those categories.

"It's a decent team from what I can tell." He's only been on one trip to help out the team so far.

"That explains it then. Lots of strange types on that team." From what he'd seen of them. Not bad people, just an odd assortment.

"All the teams are, I think." He yawned and rubbed at one of his eyes tiredly. "I like blue team." Even though he was on orange, not that it could be readily identified now, since he had his blue jacket back.

"It's an interesting idea to place people that are like minded or like abilities on the same team and give them specific tasks. It could go well..and at times it also could go very badly if the people on those teams have clashing personalities." Too many people that have strong wills and fight to be in charge could cause more chaos then productivity.

"I dunno... it's all weird to me." Maru admitted with a shrug. "I hate fighting." It was just unfortunate that he was damn good at and near impossible to kill.

"Do all the teams have to fight? Certainly there is one color that doesn't need to."

He hasn't paid that much attention to the other teams, nor who is on them. He figures that not everyone is cut out to fight though so there has to be some sort of passive group.

"Don't think you have do." Maru replied with a lazy shrug of his shoulders. "... I guess I have to though. Even though I'd rather sleep... It's something I'm good at. But it's so bothersome."

"I'm pretty sure you don't have to do anything. You can chose to ignore the missions from what I have been told. Do what you want."

Xue Yang doesn't have much patience for lazy people. He much prefers action.

There was actually a small twitch of his lips then. Not quite a smile, but almost.

"Maybe you can..." Maru reached for a cookie and took a bite, slowly chewing before he continued. "I'm the Servamp of Sloth. I do what I'm told and my Eve wants to protect people. So I fight. Maybe sleeping'd be better. But I'm good at fighting too." And anyway, it was just because of the way he was created. Being the personification of the sin of sloth really didn't do much for him.

"How unfortunate to not have any will of your own." Xue yang knows what it is like to be under the orders of someone else. But at least he has the ability to do whatever he wants regardless of what he is told.

Another lazy shrug. "Maybe. Could be worse." He had a good life and a good Eve. What more could he really ask for? "Can't help how I was created."

"That can be said about any of us." He pushes away from the counter. his time here in the kitchen is completely now that the bacon is done and the oven is empty.

"Regardless, you no longer have to deal with me seeing how my kitchen duties are over.

"Alright." Maru nodded, understanding the conversation was over and he had been 'dismissed' as it were. He knew he wasn't the most interesting person to talk to so it was never a bother when someone walked away from him. All he would do was nod and let them go. So he went back to eating his cookies without a care in the world.

Xue Yang has much left to do in regards to taking care of a few other things in a timely manner. To be caught in one place for too long could be a mistake he can't afford.

"Perhaps I'll see your fighting skills at work in a future mission." Because now he's curious what such a lazy type individual could be capable of.

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