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Post by Copper on Jun 5, 2015 22:21:02 GMT
Asafeh heard the growl and felt a smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth. "Hungry, aren't we? What kind of bread would you like? Currently we have a special selection of Liorian sweetbreads in time for our holidays."
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Post by Dawnmist on Jun 5, 2015 22:23:38 GMT
"What would you recommend?" Ollie asked, looking somewhat sheepish. He was so used to the dry, flavourless bread served in the military kitchens that he'd forgotten how varied it could be.
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Post by Copper on Jun 5, 2015 22:29:48 GMT
Asafeh paused for a moment, regarding his question in silence. "Well, if you like harder, chewier breads, there's always the regular Amestrian loaves with nuts and fruits. If you want something soft and fluffy, I can pack you a box of Liorian breads. They are excellent for eating with other foods and soups. A bit of each, for a taste. It won't cost much more than a box of single-variety. Xingese bread, it is very soft and moist. What do you normally like to eat?"
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Post by Dawnmist on Jun 5, 2015 22:35:18 GMT
"I can't remember eating anything that wasn't military bread," he confessed with a shrug. "The Liorian box sounds nice though, so I'll go with that, please."
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Post by Copper on Jun 5, 2015 22:38:33 GMT
"That will be fifteen cenz," Asafeh responded curtly before turning to the kitchen door, yelling something loudly in violent-sounding Xingese.
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Post by Dawnmist on Jun 5, 2015 22:40:02 GMT
His eyebrows raised ever so slightly at her tone, but he reached into his pockets to retrieve the relevant coins before presenting them to her. "Thank you."
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Post by Copper on Jun 5, 2015 22:47:31 GMT
"No problem," she responded in her heavily accented voice, counting the coins between her fingers. "You can wait for your bread at one of the tables."
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Post by Dawnmist on Jun 5, 2015 22:54:11 GMT
He nodded, pale eyes taking in the tables. He chose one suitably far from the window; he was on duty after all, and buying bread (unsurprisingly) wasn't in his remit.
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Post by bassoonalchemist on Jun 8, 2015 3:12:10 GMT
Chi went into the kitchen, beckoning subtly for the other woman to follow her. "Mà mà , what do you think is going on?" She asked quietly.
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Post by Copper on Jun 8, 2015 12:58:59 GMT
Asafeh shoved her hands in her pockets, pacing the kitchen. "I don't know," she responded quietly in her heavily accented Xingese. "I think the man is telling the truth about a robbery. He doesn't seem intelligent enough to lie about it that skillfully. As long as he doesn't investigate any deeper, we'll be fine."
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Post by bassoonalchemist on Jun 9, 2015 2:02:41 GMT
"Ah, well, you never know. Don't make judgments so early..." Chi paused to pick up an icing bag and frost some cookies. "He could be hiding something."
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Post by Copper on Jun 9, 2015 2:09:21 GMT
"Yeah, well, as long as he keeps his nose out of our business, I don't care," Asafeh sneered. "You know how much this country loves to have all of their alchemists neatly stored in their little army."
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Post by bassoonalchemist on Jun 10, 2015 20:08:49 GMT
"Yes yes, but I'd say your bite is worse than those of the military dogs." Chi hummed and continued to work. "Now, take the bread to him and make friends."
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Post by Copper on Jun 11, 2015 0:17:25 GMT
"Friends?" Her voice dripped with distaste as she filled a box with hot, fresh bread. "Who do you think you're speaking to?"
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Post by bassoonalchemist on Jun 12, 2015 1:21:07 GMT
"Very funny. Now go, or you're fired," she winked playfully and sent her off with a swat to the shoulder.
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Post by Copper on Jun 12, 2015 1:26:45 GMT
Asafeh sighed, box in one hand and the other perched on her hip as she walked out of the kitchen. The Liorian stopped at the military man's table, setting the box down. "Our very best Liorian selection. Enjoy."
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Post by Dawnmist on Jun 15, 2015 18:34:04 GMT
Ollie offered her a somewhat strained smile, making to open the box. "Uh, thanks... Sorry, I didn't get your name...?"
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Post by Copper on Jun 16, 2015 2:24:14 GMT
"Asafeh Ajavi," the baker answered, crossing her tanned and scarred arms. "I suppose it would be polite to ask for yours at this point."
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Post by Dawnmist on Jun 16, 2015 9:31:03 GMT
Ollie wasn't sure he could remember her name - it was unusual to say the least. But his attention had been momentarily snatched by the scars on her arms, and his pale gaze lingered there for a few seconds before he dragged it away, more than a little embarrassed by his own rudeness. "I'm Oliver Spence. Second lieutenant."
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Post by Copper on Jun 16, 2015 11:29:25 GMT
"Nice to meet you," she responded, amusement tinting her voice as she followed his gaze to her arms. "You know, if you're curious about the scars, you can just ask."
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