♦ ♦ 8th Contract

[mortemscintilla]

[ 'Li' stands in his spartan kitchen. Surrounded by steaming pots and colorful heaps of groceries, he chops vegetables at uncanny speed. At the counter is an embarrassment of dishes. One would assume he's expecting company. ]

[ Nope. That's just how much the boy eats. ]

Prenups, hm? Practical.

Except a perfect contract doesn't guarantee perfect results.

[ Stew simmers in the big pot as he sautes the onions together with garlic and beef cubes, adding water-chestnuts and baby corn. He tips the contents of the saucepan into the pot, stirring it in with a wooden spoon. Noticing the Network device, he smiles benignly. ]

I hope everyone's having a good week. The previous curses revealed valuable information were really difficult for some people. [ He moves to mix sauces in a small bowl. Stops, as if remembering something. ] Oh -- and Korra? [ A blush spreads across his face. He stammers like a tall boy whose voice has cracked. ] You'll, um, have to tell me what Water Tribe dishes you like. Also, maybe we could sit down and discuss this ... document-thing the City's lawyers drew up? At least before we, um ... [ He blushes again. Returns to stirring the sauce with renewed vigor. ]

[ Such a bold and assertive Groom-to-Be. ]

[ OOC: Cursed. And probably dimly aware he's cursed? He knows he'd have no logical reason to marry except as a cover. The strikeouts in the prenup indicate his thoughts. ]

Comments

[negativegate]

What are you planning? A crazy party?

1/2

[mortemscintilla]

Oh, Rita. Hello.

[ Smiley smiles. ]

[mortemscintilla]

Ah! .......No. Just my usual lunch.

[ He has four stomachs, dontcha know? ]

[negativegate]

[H-huff why's he so smiley...She's just gonna give him an unsure look.]

Usual...? For how many people?

[mortemscintilla]

[ He's always smiley~ ]

For just me.

[ Why is everyone so shocked by this? ]

[negativegate]

[Permasmile...?!]

You mean--wait... That's all yours? For one lunch?!

[Because he's a freak of nature. B|]

[mortemscintilla]

[ Part of the job. ]

Yes.

.....Is something wrong?

[ Freak? In more ways than one. ]

[negativegate]

[If only she knew...]

...People in my world would probably explode if they ate half of that.

1/2

[mortemscintilla]

[ Ssh. She must never know. ]

I get told that alot. I just have a big appetite, that's all.

[mortemscintilla]

[ Cue growling stomach. ]

...um...

[negativegate]

Huh?

[Definitely, definitely a freak.]

So you're saying this is weird even for your world?

[mortemscintilla]

[ The freakiest. ]

It's not weird so much as embarrassing. You could say I'm like a compulsive eater.

[ Assassinations have a way of burning calories. ]

[negativegate]

I call it weird. Where are you using all that energy?

[People want to know!]

[mortemscintilla]

I'm on the move a lot at work. [ And during nighttime reconnaissance. ] So I burn it off.

[negativegate]

What, at that café? Are you covering every position yourself or something?

[mortemscintilla]

Not always.

But sometimes we're shortstaffed. So I have to. Or during really busy days.

[negativegate]

Still, I don't get how you could possibly need that much food...

[mortemscintilla]

If you like, you can come over and have some with Korra and me.

[negativegate]

Thanks, but I'm a little busy with--you know. The same stuff.

[Prenuuups not cooking.]

[mortemscintilla]

I noticed.

Congratulations. Tyr's a really nice guy.

[negativegate]

Y-you think I'd be marrying him if he wasn't?

[mortemscintilla]

O-Of course not!

I'm just saying it's great that one half of you is so laidback and friendly.

[ ...except that implies Rita isn't. Oops. ]

[negativegate]

[And that's exactly how Rita takes that kind of comment...sob...]

Are you saying the other half isn't?!

[mortemscintilla]

No! No!

I'm sure you have your own good qualities!

[ Aside from tsun-ing ;; ]

[negativegate]

Like what, exactly?

[Tsuntsuntsun not gonna let him off that easily. B(]