[Stupid injuries. Stupid, stupid injuries. It's bad enough to have been bedridden for longer than he'd like. Now he's been somewhat housebound just because walking hurts too damn much. The idea of a wheelchair is unacceptable, but wandering around in the state he's been in makes him feel pathetic. At least his apartment is on the first floor, so it hasn't been that troublesome an experience to just rest and stay inside most of the time. He's got a live-in errand boy after all.
And then... and then comes the day he wants to make some stew. Just a nice, slow-cooking, delightful pot of stew to eat and freeze and then enjoy without having to cook for several days. It was the logical solution to his state of being (and the state of the replica's kitchen skills)! It had worked until now! All the ingredients were in the kitchen, ready, waiting, delicious, and...!
...And the stew pot is, inexplicably, missing from the first floor kitchen. And the replica is already out for the day.
....
....
God. Damn. It.
So that's why Asch is by the second-floor stairwell of Community Building 2 today, breathing hard and trying not to cough up a lung while he thieves a pot from the first kitchen he can reach. Fucking stairs.]
[Action, January 15th]
And then... and then comes the day he wants to make some stew. Just a nice, slow-cooking, delightful pot of stew to eat and freeze and then enjoy without having to cook for several days. It was the logical solution to his state of being (and the state of the replica's kitchen skills)! It had worked until now! All the ingredients were in the kitchen, ready, waiting, delicious, and...!
...And the stew pot is, inexplicably, missing from the first floor kitchen. And the replica is already out for the day.
....
....
God. Damn. It.
So that's why Asch is by the second-floor stairwell of Community Building 2 today, breathing hard and trying not to cough up a lung while he thieves a pot from the first kitchen he can reach. Fucking stairs.]