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Re: Resurrection
By: insert name Date: July 29, 2017, 1:06 am
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Ariel nods nervously, and hurries out of view.
Rita watches her go before leaning in towards Hertz, "You'd
think she'd never had to speak with a customer before."
The food comes quickly. The quickness of it in itself would be
suspicious, if the expectation for the unusual hadn't already
been set. It's brought out by Leon himself, with a smile and a
'bon appetite'.
The food is delicious. There is nothing that can be written here
that can accurately capture just how delicious. It's the kind of
meal that makes one reevaluate how they view food altogether.
It's everything food should be.
And, with an open psychic link to his wife, he knows her food is
similarly impressive and, slightly, world shifting. If it
weren't for the fact the food was made not only by professional
chefs but metahumans, she'd be rather embarrassed about an
entire lifetime of inadequate cooking.
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OOC
So, 10WD Performance (Cooking) coupled with 10HD Knowledge
(Cooking) and a power that synthesizes perfect chemical
combinations for food, all join together to make stupidly good
food. We're talking an actually life altering level of flavor.
#Post#: 527--------------------------------------------------
Re: Resurrection
By: PlebeianTyrant Date: August 3, 2017, 5:26 am
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Hertz "ooos" and "ahhhs" at the food. Smiling and joking with
Rita. This is just what he needed. Hertz makes a mental note to
help Ariel write a cook book, It would sell like gangbusters.
Hell, it could revolutionize the culinary world.
Hertz pays for the meal and leaves with Rita. He stops in the
bathroom again to change. Then they head home with the use of
the teleportation ability Rita has combined with his incredible
speed. That food put Wallmand in a particularly good mood, he
felt electric. So when they got home Wallmand takes Rita by the
hand and leads her to their bedroom where he turns on their
stereo to some good romantic music. He takes her hand and leads
her in a soft, slow dance.
#Post#: 530--------------------------------------------------
Re: Resurrection
By: insert name Date: August 3, 2017, 12:58 pm
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As he dances with his wife, his tongue still tingling from the
incredible food, and his mind sharp and clear, it occurs to
Wallmand that he has never really been free. As much as he loved
university, he was pushed there by his father. He fled Germany
because he thought he had no other choice. He left England
because he felt he had no other choice. He married Rita because
he felt he had no other choice. Then his responsibilities, and
finally illness, stopped him from doing whatever he wanted. Then
it was LBJ, steering him around.
Now, however, he really is able to do anything he sets his mind
to. He can fly around the world, eat wherever he pleases, do
whatever he pleases, and barely anyone could interfere. He
really is free in a way he never has been, and it is utterly
thrilling. Whether or not he uses it.
His exhilaration is compounded by Rita's own. Hertz has never
been a good dancer, but between the two of them and a telepathic
link he manages a surprisingly smooth and passionate dance.
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OOC
Considering that this has gone well off the original topic, I'm
no longer sure where this thread is going. Shall we retire it
here or is there a specific direction you want to head?
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Re: Resurrection
By: PlebeianTyrant Date: August 5, 2017, 7:23 pm
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OOC
I don't really have anything.
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