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[Say, what's that smell?]
[Anybody curious enough to drift towards the Breeding Center kitchen will notice a rather appetizing smell. And then they'll see them.]
[The pancakes.]
[JESUS CHRIST, JACK, DID YOU NOT LEARN ANYTHING THE FIRST TIME?]
[HOW MANY PEOPLE HAVE TO DIE?]
[In attempts to make a good impression on his new housemates, Jack has set to cooking an ungodly amount of pancakes. Edgar the Murkrow hovers near the counter, stirring up flour and eying the cookbook worriedly. The pictures in the book don't...look like the things her trainer is putting in the batter.]
[Jack is more occupied with humming to himself and imagining what life will be like in a place like this. It's a brand new sort of job! Dare you approach this crazy-looking old man? He lives with you now, by the way. Have fun with that.]
((OOC: God help you if you eat those pancakes. Also hello CR come to meeeeee))
[Anybody curious enough to drift towards the Breeding Center kitchen will notice a rather appetizing smell. And then they'll see them.]
[The pancakes.]
[JESUS CHRIST, JACK, DID YOU NOT LEARN ANYTHING THE FIRST TIME?]
[HOW MANY PEOPLE HAVE TO DIE?]
[In attempts to make a good impression on his new housemates, Jack has set to cooking an ungodly amount of pancakes. Edgar the Murkrow hovers near the counter, stirring up flour and eying the cookbook worriedly. The pictures in the book don't...look like the things her trainer is putting in the batter.]
[Jack is more occupied with humming to himself and imagining what life will be like in a place like this. It's a brand new sort of job! Dare you approach this crazy-looking old man? He lives with you now, by the way. Have fun with that.]
((OOC: God help you if you eat those pancakes. Also hello CR come to meeeeee))
