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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 31, 2010 5:25:31 GMT -5
Ken only gave a smile, patting the male's knee before he stood, following Rema wirh a glance back over his shoulder. He wanted to stay with the human, but...duty called.
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Post by clementine on Jan 31, 2010 14:35:08 GMT -5
Flushing when patted his knee, Alge turned to watch the male, smiling when he waved. With nothing else to do and getting rather hungry, Algernon got up and headed back to his apartment. He'd wait for Kentale there.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 31, 2010 15:08:17 GMT -5
Kentale didn't return home until later that night. He sighed, the restaurant had been getting tons of business lately, and they had had several critics within the past few weeks alone! Kentale felt distinctly pressured, and as he opened the door to his apartment, he blinked as Virgil tumbled out yet again.
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Post by clementine on Jan 31, 2010 15:31:55 GMT -5
There was more than Virgil this time. Alge lay on Kentale's couch, out like a light. He was curled on his side, snoring quietly.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 31, 2010 15:35:00 GMT -5
Ken blinked wondering a) how the hell the male had gotten in and b) why was he here? Kentale just shook his head and went into the kitchen to cook dinner. He decided against waking the male and Virgil followed him, meowing.
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Post by clementine on Jan 31, 2010 15:44:04 GMT -5
Virgil's noise making had Alge waking up. "Hush cat." Alge slurred, chucking an extra pillow over the side of the couch, just missing clobbering the startled cat. It was then he realized he was still in Kentale apartment and that there were sounds of cooking.
Alge shot up to a sitting position. "Ken...er...I was planning on being gone by the time you got back." He flushed, eyes a little red and puffy. Seemed he'd been crying.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 31, 2010 15:47:49 GMT -5
Kentale frowned as he looked at Alge. Why did he look liike that? "Al...gernon, what is wrong?" he asked, moving close to the male with concern on his face.
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Post by clementine on Jan 31, 2010 15:56:40 GMT -5
Alge's face seemed to crumble and before he knew it, he was rushing from the couch and into Kentale's arms. "There was this scary creeper waiting around my apartment--" He wasn't able to finish explaining as he burst into tears, feeling safe only when he was with the chef.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 31, 2010 15:58:23 GMT -5
Kentale just held the male, holding back a growl. "What did he...look like?" he asked, slowly. "Did he hurt you?"
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Post by clementine on Jan 31, 2010 16:10:43 GMT -5
"No." Alge shook his head, face pressed to Ken's shoulder. "I was just frightened. He was really tall with black hair. I don't know if he belonged to Clifford or not." He shuddered, finally stopping his tears now that Kentale was holding him securely.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 31, 2010 16:14:50 GMT -5
Ken growled a bit, but not at Alge. He just rubbed the male's back and lead him into the kitchen. "Want to learn?" he asked Alge, motioning to the skillet on the stove. It was the only way he could think of to cheer Algernon up.
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Post by clementine on Jan 31, 2010 16:25:29 GMT -5
Algernon shuddered a bit at the growl, but not in fear. He liked the sound coming from Kentale. Surprised at the offer to cook, his face lit up. "You'd teach me?" Alge smiled, wiping away the traces of his tears. "I'd love it if you would. What are we cooking?" He chattered.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 31, 2010 16:29:17 GMT -5
"Sensaforian Isoun...or Thai rice." he said as he showed the male how to strain the rice and begin to cook it.
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Post by clementine on Jan 31, 2010 16:37:31 GMT -5
Wide eyed, Alge followed Kentale's instructions intently. However, at one point, he accidentally let the water boil over and spilled some rice on the floor. "Oops, sorry." He said t o Kentale, though he was laughing now
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 31, 2010 16:39:39 GMT -5
Kentale just patiently cleaned up the mess, showing him how to carefully add the meat, and vegetables (he didn't trust Alge with knives yet) and the sauce and wine.
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