It was an odd night, to say the least. Having two virtual strangers sleeping in her house wasn't exactly a comforting thought, but Amelia and Lina did extremely well under the circumstances.
A stroke of good luck came with a phone call from Lina's sister, Luna. She had stopped by before Lina had come home from school and invited their parents to her boyfriend's house for the dreaded "Parents meet parents" night. Luna had been with Seph Fied for almost two years, and they liked each other quite a bit, though from what Lina could tell, with her minimal little sister connections, they seemed more like extremely close friends than anything sexual. Regardless, the house was her own. She had told her mom that Amelia was spending the night, but said nothing about Zel and Xelloss, since it probably wouldn't have gone over well.
Choosing the safest path she could think of, Lina suggested they watch a movie 'After, that is, insisting the 'boys' keep their weapons, the staff and sword, by the door. Aimlessly grabbing one from the cabinet, she suffered through "Chasing Amy" and the consequential comments arousing form the peanut gallery known as Xelloss. After the first bit, Zelgadiss had decided he'd had enough, and ventured back into the kitchen to see about making them all something to eat and examining the strange devices within. In reality, he just wanted to try the coffee grinder again.
After dealing with the resounding curses for a few moments Amelia, who had had quite enough of the movie and lewd remarks, entered the kitchen to see if she could help. She saw there a rather put-out looking Zelgadiss sucking on his finger, which had been burned by the evil known as the oven. She blushed despite herself, finding this stranger oddly alluring, even after he had spoken to her so tersely. He must have been hurt deeply, to be so cold...Feeling her ears burning even more, she coughed, pushing the thread of thought to the back of her mind.
Zel turned, startled, "Amelia?"
Cough cough again. Geeze, you'd think this girl was a smoker, "I didn't mean to bug you, but I figured you might want some help"
He almost smiled, "That's very kind of you to act towards a stranger, Amelia..."
What? Oh, he wasn't going to put any moves on her, "Well, I-I also didn't want you to make a mess of Lina's kitchen, or steal her silverware or anything..."
"I see..."
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There's that cough again, "What are you cooking."
Zelgadiss again ran a human hand through human hair, an unconscious gesture he had had until he was transformed, and now had picked up again without realizing it, "To be honest, I don't know. All this stuff seems, I admit, beyond my ability to understand, though I - " A flash of something akin to realization flashed in his eyes and he mumbled to himself, turning to the stove and examining it as he did so, "Perhaps that's why my magic's stagnant in this world. Hrm..It appears to be nothing more than glass or rock, but it burns anyways, like a heat spell. Perhaps there devices channel the magic through the means of this odd looking plug thing back here and..."
Ri-ight...Weirdo, "Eh-heh...sure. Look, why don't we find something to make. She looked in the contents of the fridge, noting the already thawed steaks, "You like steak?"
"What?"
Oh, please..."Steak, you like it?"
She turned to look upon a raised eyebrow, "What kind of steak?"
"Umm....The kind from cows?"
A sigh of relief escaped his lips, "Yes, that'll be nice. Do you have herbs?"
Removing the meat from the fridge, she could feel herself slipping into the comfortable feeling she had when cooking, and gestured with the vacuum-wrapped package, "In those drawers. I'm not sure what exactly's in there, but there's gotta be something."
Zelgadiss made a non-committal noise when he opened the drawer, picking out this and that, "Are you sure that'll be enough?"
"I beg your pardon?" The spice drawer was more than adequately supplied.
He cast her a glance, "The meat. Will that be enough. Unless Lina's eating habits have changed..."
The creepy feeling crawled at her neck again, though less intense, "Well, she does eat quite a bit, but this should be plenty. Even for her."
"I HEARD THAT!!"
"Oops..."