catchall; atsushi

[aitou]

feed the furry

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w0, at some point

[aitou]

[Monday or whenever depending on how wild things get this week

ANYWAY throws a dart we are at the mansion, because why not. Yasusada is frowning at his hot dog bun with a finger in it... BAD.]

No matter how you look at it, this can't be called food...

[moonlightbeast]

[Atsushi, who has absolutely been hangry this whole time, might honestly consider it for like 2 seconds before he shakes his head.]

It's better to find someone who can make food and eat that.

[aitou]

[ATSUSHI YOUR MEAL]

There isn't anywhere to cook, though.

[moonlightbeast]

No, but can't people make cooked food appear?

[aitou]

Can they? [OH, wait, right.] Oh--the green group, right? [Hmmmm.] Have you tried doing it?

[moonlightbeast]

I...guess I could try...can we do magic besides our own? Because my color is Amber, not green.

[aitou]

Maybe! They said to try out different things--those people who showed up, I mean.

[moonlightbeast]

I did try out making something warm, but I just got gloves. Not the blanket I was hoping for.

[It's so sad, no blanket for him.]

I'll give it a try though. What food should I make?

[aitou]

[OH NO... Yasusada nods, sympathetic.]

I keep trying to summon my sword, but it hasn't worked. [Sigh... as for food--] Maybe something simple, like miso soup or onigiri?

1/2

[moonlightbeast]

Simple...chazuke is pretty simple.

[And it's also his favorite food, so.

He holds out his hands, and he focuses.]

2/2

[moonlightbeast]

[And he does get his little hand-sized cup of soup!

Literally in his hands. No bowl, just broth and rice suddenly in his hands.

And then it's immediately spilling out of his hands, because of course it is it's a liquid.]

[aitou]

Ah--

[OH NO

Quickly, he grabs a bowl of nasty eyeball soup and shoves it under Atsushi's hands, but it's too late... the mess has been made. ALAS.]

[moonlightbeast]

[The mess has been made, and the eyeball soup has some rice in it.

Atsushi looks like he's ready to cry. His FOOD!]

[aitou]

[Yasusada reaches over and pats his shoulder.]

You know you can do it now! [Y...yay....]

[moonlightbeast]

But I wanted to eat that chazuke...

[He can make more in about 8 hours but that's so long from now.]

[aitou]

[THIS POOR CHILD]

Maybe I can try?

[moonlightbeast]

You can make food too?

[aitou]

[He nods!]

Only a little, I think--I only tried it once before.

[moonlightbeast]

So, probably about this much?

[He indicates to the handful of wet rice he is still holding.]

[aitou]

[ATSUSHI YOUR POOR SOGGY RICE]

I think so. Maybe because it's not really our color...?

[He doesn't really get it but that's the only explanation he can think of,]