Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20151119225003/@comment-7497475-20151128045546

Licking her finger clean, Noir grabbed the spatula in question. Eyeing the chicken carefully, her gaze left it within a minute. It instead fell on Touha, an eyebrow raised.

"How long does this take exactly?"

The spatula between her metal fingers, it was spinning at high speed. Patience was something Noir could exert on occasion. This happened to not be one such occasion. The spatula bend suddenly as she stood up, drawing her attention for a moment. After straightening the utensil, she then flipped the chicken once. Then twice more.

"I am suddenly aware of why I never learnt to cook before now."