06.May.13, 05:14 PM
OOC Misread Kahleena's post as "butchering the breasts"...
In his opinion, Kahleena has been the most helpful so far as she seemed to be understanding. But his opinions were deeply skewed with his thoughts on how she seemed as awkward and out of place as he did.
He felt baffled at how she seemed to suddenly stop responding and even he could now identify her new behaviors as unhelpful. But he couldn't pick up on the fact that he'd offended her or made her angry.
Rhaedalyn said very little and seemed to mumble out an emotion-filled apology with sparkling eyes. The next thing he knew, he was standing looking at a pot of berries, no Kahleena, no Rhaedalyn, and the two previous cooks shaking their heads at him. He continued to gawk at the empty air for some time, trying to make sense of it all. But nothing made sense.
He gathered the things he had touched, put them all in a heap, and began to sketch them one by one in a notebook he produced. He gathered his nerve and asked the two cooks near the oven to help him again. They explained to him how saucepans were used to cook steaks, how spaghetti strainers were used to hold liquids, and how measuring cups were only useful for shaping miniature pies when turned upside down. When Oahvakeen went back to the metallurgy late that day to forge his new creations, little did he realize that they would be even worse off than before.
-- exit--
In his opinion, Kahleena has been the most helpful so far as she seemed to be understanding. But his opinions were deeply skewed with his thoughts on how she seemed as awkward and out of place as he did.
He felt baffled at how she seemed to suddenly stop responding and even he could now identify her new behaviors as unhelpful. But he couldn't pick up on the fact that he'd offended her or made her angry.
Rhaedalyn said very little and seemed to mumble out an emotion-filled apology with sparkling eyes. The next thing he knew, he was standing looking at a pot of berries, no Kahleena, no Rhaedalyn, and the two previous cooks shaking their heads at him. He continued to gawk at the empty air for some time, trying to make sense of it all. But nothing made sense.
He gathered the things he had touched, put them all in a heap, and began to sketch them one by one in a notebook he produced. He gathered his nerve and asked the two cooks near the oven to help him again. They explained to him how saucepans were used to cook steaks, how spaghetti strainers were used to hold liquids, and how measuring cups were only useful for shaping miniature pies when turned upside down. When Oahvakeen went back to the metallurgy late that day to forge his new creations, little did he realize that they would be even worse off than before.
-- exit--