Leon chuckled and rolled his eyes at her comment. He was pretty sure she was joking, so he didn’t bother making a retort.
Baudelaire cocked and eyebrow at Rya when she mentioned meat-striped fruit. He took the one she offered him and took a bite. The flavor was out of control. He had no idea how to describe it, honestly he wasn’t even sure he liked it, but he for sure wasn’t mad at it. He took a second bite and let the tangy flavor roll over his tongue, okay these were pretty freaking good.
“Whoa, these are wild.” he said with a grin. “Thanks for letting me have one!”
“Cool, it shouldn’t take too long to whip up,” he said when she mentioned wanting to try the fish.
Leon wasn’t some five star chef, but flavor was something he understood very well. On a flat rock he set to cleaning the fish, removing the wings and the barbed stinger from under their tail. Next he prepared his cooking space, he created a makeshift stove top with a few stones, while the cook surface was warming he stepped over to a fruit bearing tree next to their camp and started to climb. A few seconds later he slid out of the tree and landed back on the ground holding two crimson colored fruits.
He sliced into the fruit exposing the yellow flesh beneath then squeezed the fruit over the fish before dropping them on the heated rock with a little butter. The sizzle and aroma of the fish made Leon’s mouth water. His stomach played the song of it’s people and he would have been embarrassed, but this shit looked sooooooooo yummy. While the fish cooked he made a couple of skewers, then impaled the fish and sliced up the remaining fruit.
“Here, lemme know what you think, you might be the first person I’ve ever cooked for,” he admitted, as he took his seat by his considerably deflated bag.
When Rya mentioned getting a lightsaber he chuckled and said, “Probably when you stop threatening to kill your instructors.” He took a bite then added, “Soon. You should have been issued a training saber when you got to Brighthome. Once you’ve displayed a level of competency with your training saber you’ll be taken to one of the forges to build one.”
Once they were done, he’d clean up the mess and bury any food scraps away from camp. Baudelaire stretched, then yawned, “Oof, I think I’m turning in for the night, we’ve got an early morning. I wanna hit the city before mid-day.”
With that he’d plop back onto the ground and lean back using his bag as a pillow. He really hoped Rya wasn’t one of those late night talkers.
The next day they'd make for Hoeske where Rya would have the opportunity to learn about their secret force empowered martial art. Or she could just leave, that was totally an option. Leon was looking forward to reconnecting with the Elder and Motep. Baudelaire was due a good ass whooping, so he'd no doubt join in on the training.
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Baudelaire cocked and eyebrow at Rya when she mentioned meat-striped fruit. He took the one she offered him and took a bite. The flavor was out of control. He had no idea how to describe it, honestly he wasn’t even sure he liked it, but he for sure wasn’t mad at it. He took a second bite and let the tangy flavor roll over his tongue, okay these were pretty freaking good.
“Whoa, these are wild.” he said with a grin. “Thanks for letting me have one!”
“Cool, it shouldn’t take too long to whip up,” he said when she mentioned wanting to try the fish.
Leon wasn’t some five star chef, but flavor was something he understood very well. On a flat rock he set to cleaning the fish, removing the wings and the barbed stinger from under their tail. Next he prepared his cooking space, he created a makeshift stove top with a few stones, while the cook surface was warming he stepped over to a fruit bearing tree next to their camp and started to climb. A few seconds later he slid out of the tree and landed back on the ground holding two crimson colored fruits.
He sliced into the fruit exposing the yellow flesh beneath then squeezed the fruit over the fish before dropping them on the heated rock with a little butter. The sizzle and aroma of the fish made Leon’s mouth water. His stomach played the song of it’s people and he would have been embarrassed, but this shit looked sooooooooo yummy. While the fish cooked he made a couple of skewers, then impaled the fish and sliced up the remaining fruit.
“Here, lemme know what you think, you might be the first person I’ve ever cooked for,” he admitted, as he took his seat by his considerably deflated bag.
When Rya mentioned getting a lightsaber he chuckled and said, “Probably when you stop threatening to kill your instructors.” He took a bite then added, “Soon. You should have been issued a training saber when you got to Brighthome. Once you’ve displayed a level of competency with your training saber you’ll be taken to one of the forges to build one.”
Once they were done, he’d clean up the mess and bury any food scraps away from camp. Baudelaire stretched, then yawned, “Oof, I think I’m turning in for the night, we’ve got an early morning. I wanna hit the city before mid-day.”
With that he’d plop back onto the ground and lean back using his bag as a pillow. He really hoped Rya wasn’t one of those late night talkers.
The next day they'd make for Hoeske where Rya would have the opportunity to learn about their secret force empowered martial art. Or she could just leave, that was totally an option. Leon was looking forward to reconnecting with the Elder and Motep. Baudelaire was due a good ass whooping, so he'd no doubt join in on the training.
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