Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13427943-20180714100626/@comment-13488655-20181229135156

"Hey now, don't forget that I'm the one who cooks your meals. I can put you out of commission for a month with just one dish." Liadan warned playfully while she went back to her workstation, looking at the letters on the side with her name. It was a bold statement but one that could be very true. She was a strong fighter but cooking was her main tallent. It wouldn't be a surprise if Mien taught her how to use food to take down an enemy.

"Hey, did that thing about that cooking class you wanted to attend reply?" Rackley asked the panda girl as he walked up behind her and gave her a small hug, hoping to move the conversation to one that would make Iona less irritated. He may not have the ability to feel pain but he did really like his arms attached to his body.

"... I got rejected. Gotta be at least 20. Then it would be about four years learning how to cook the thing without killing anyone." The cook sighed while slowly crumpling up the letter and tossing it into the bin before going through her junkmail.

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".... How much money do you and Uncle Wolfe even have?" Was all Jetta could say as she looked at all the advanced technology just in the training rooma alone, noting all the odd machines, many that she didn't even recognize. This was already the third training facility that she had visited in the vally, not to mention that this one seemed completely personalized to  Ciarán's tastes.