1×1 [taikunfoo x Kveykva]

[taikunfoo]

Eric's conclusion was right about the chickens- Priscilla was not with the other hens, although she hadn't been laying as much as she usually did- she was, or had been getting old. He scattered the chicken feed around the pen before amicably strolling back towards the house, admiring the summer sun shining through the oak trees in the front yard, sending dappled rays all over the grass, driveway, and barn. Like the house, the barn's paint was peeling, but Eric used the space inside as a workshop for his Chevelle and it was fairly well kept in there. Despite the smell of grease, oil, and occasionally exhaust, there was still the sweet smell of hay that drifted down from the rafters every once and a while. Eric half closed his eyes in a patch of sunlight- this was a great way to spend a Thursday evening, and that stranger from out of town didn't look half bad either. The thought caused a grin to spring to his face, although he shook his head- Nicholas would be in and out in a few days most likely. Eric's eyes drifted over the mustang sitting in their driveway- perhaps there was a way to spend a little time with him and get to know him better. Eric's mother called him from the house, and he figured that she needed help setting the table, so he hurried inside and began to set up the old wooden table in the dining room.

(Hey just a quick heads up- I got finals next week so I'm going to be pretty bogged down with those, I'll do sporadic replies at best until Thursday/Friday)

[Kveykva]

Nicholas Storm
After what felt like an eternity on the comfort of a non-hotel mattress, Nicholas got up to retieve his notebook from the depths of his equipment. Inside was a collection of notes from his own knowledge and every encounter he'd had with the supernatural. Though Nicholas had a good memory, he found it easier to have an anthology of spectral encounters on hand, especially when it came to advising other hunters. Nick kept his log in his native tongue, which kept him out of an even worse situation if he was caught since no one around here would be capable of reading it. He flipped through the worn pages for anything mentioning fire, though he found nothing concrete. Ghosts were, by far, the most difficult supernaturals to deal with. If you're dealing with, let's say, a wendigo or a djiin, there is a method that works for all of them. Each case with a ghost is unique and has to be handled as such. Nick set the closed notebook on the box next to the night table's lamp, rubbing his eyes. If it was anything besides a spirit, he'd have to call in help. Nicholas would be royally screwed if it was a demon, which was easily possible considering the word around. "The sooner this thing is gone from this town, the better." The hunter decided. I'll have to head out tonight to where the last barn caught fire. I'm sure they'll be some hint to what did this.

(Alright, good luck on your finals!)

[taikunfoo]

(Thanks- first one didn't go so hot unfortunately but I passed! I've been studying so much for anatomy it's ridiculous and interfering with my other finals. What language is Nicholas writing in? I was thinking of having Eric know some Spanish so that might be interesting if he's writing in Latin)

Eric continued helping his mother set the table, and by the time he was finished his mouth was watering with the smells that were wafting in from the kitchen. He poked his head in to see Priscilla as the centerpiece of the dinner, with the creamy, buttery sauce in a gravy dish, a large bowl of mashed potatoes, and a smaller bowl of sliced tomatoes and salad. At his mother's request, he ran upstairs, taking them two at a time, to knock on Nicholas' door. "Hey man, dinner is ready, time to eat." He said, before taking a few steps back and waiting outside his door. He had already thought of a few things to get to know the other man better- conversation starters about his car mostly, but it was a start. He was decided on one thing- if he didn't know at least how to change the oil or a tire on the mustang that was what they were going to do after dinner.

[Kveykva]

Nicholas Storm
Nicholas glanced again at the closed notebook, huffing rather lazily to himself. The drive had made him tired, and honestly he didn't want to have to sneak out of bed in the middle of the night to investigate a charred barn skeleton. Definitely not on the top of his bucket list, but it had to be done. A knock at the door made him look up, but his head dropped back into the pillow immediately. "Hey man, dinner is ready, time to eat." Nick wasn't ready to get up; not when he was so comfortable already. With a silent groan, he dragged himself to his feet and straightened his clothes before opening the door. Eric stood just on the other side, ready to lead him down. "It smells fantastic." The hunter smiled, motioning for Eric to lead the way. Nick's stomach, though relatively empty and ready for a meal, twisted itself in knots at the smell. He continuously tried to convince himself that it wasn't what he thought it was. Perhaps that it was beef rather than poultry. His prayers were left unanswered as his eyes landed upon the stunning meal, with the roasted chicken as its centerpiece. Oh God, was the only thought that came to mind. It was horrible, but he bit his tongue hard enough for it to bleed to keep from making any kind of face, as it would be incredibly rude to do so. "It looks... delicious." That was about all Nicholas could manage at the moment.

(Me with every test I take XD I'm glad you passed! My brother is coming home from college on the 10th, and although I've already finished my finals I still have nearly a month of school left. Nicholas is writing in Lakarain, which has a partial basis on Latin with a similar grammar structure, but doesn't share much else. So if Eric knows some Latin, he could certainly pick out bits and pieces, but not much more than that.)

[taikunfoo]

(Ah so he's not going to be able to pick out much of it then, and it must be nice to have your brother back home! Thanks for being patient with me during finals week)

Eric sat down, mouth watering at the sight of the food laid out in front of him- his mother's cooking was the best. His mother cut into the roasted chicken and served a heaping portion of it on the plate of Nicholas and then Eric, who dug in quickly, stopping only to grab a large spoonful of gravy. He was hungry after a long day of work and the meat was just what he needed- Priscilla was a bit on the tougher side, but that was to be expected with how old she had been. "So Nicholas, please tell me you know your way around the spare tire and oil pan on your wheels." He said with a grin after he had practically inhaled most of the chicken on his plate.

[Kveykva]

Nicholas Storm
Nick couldn't help but cringe internally as the older woman sliced through the bird's roasted flesh. She then served both him and Eric a unnecessarily large helping of the meat, which Eric immediately dived into. Nicholas, on the other hand, looked to fill his plate with other foods while he attempted to find some sort of strategy that would save him from an eternity of suffering that came with eating fowl. He avoided looking at either of his hosts while they ate their fill. "So Nicholas, please tell me you know your way around the spare tire and oil pan on your wheels." The hunter glanced up from his mashed potatoes, which now had a small pond of gravy in their center. "I know how to change a tire," He answered, starting into his green beans. "But it's probably time for an oil change." This was good. If he made conversation and thought about something, anything, else, like his car, he wouldn't think about the meat on his plate. Yes, great plan. Great plan. It was a start, at the very least.

(Of course! I have about a week of school left, but it's just been dragging on and my muse has been at an all-time low, so thank you for being patient with me.)

[taikunfoo]

(Of course, I totally understand just finished with that myself haha)

Eric shook his head- didn't this city kid know how to take care of his set of wheels. "Guess that's what we have set up for after dinner then." He said, helping himself to some of the rice pilaf before cutting another large slice of chicken to toss on top. He finished his masterpiece with a large spoonful of gravy. "I think I have some spare oil in the barn." He said, slowing down a bit as he ate his way through the second portion he had helped himself to. "Although you may want to change into something you won't mind getting messy." Eric said with a pointed nod towards Nicholas. While he was fairly adept at not completely covering himself in oil, his hands and sleeves always got dirty when he worked underneath the chevelle, and his shirt and jeans with whatever dripped on them. Working on a car was a sure fire way to need to do the laundry.

[Kveykva]

Nicholas Storm
Nick nodded briefly before continuing his meal. He wouldn't lie; Eric's mother was an amazing cook. The gravy was nice and thick and the potatoes were creamy. The rice and green beans were both superb additions to his plate. He couldn't complain, except for the chicken. That was still an issue. "I can change after we eat, then." With the two of them working on the car, Nicholas could make conversation and surely find a more exact location for the most recent fire, and hopefully find out where the others were. Now that he thought about it, it would be awful if Eric's barn was next. He might try to convince him to shift his Chevelle out of the structure until Monday came, just in case. The hunter hadn't realized how hhngry he was until he emptied his plate, save for the chicken. Wiping his mouth with a napkin, Nicholas eyed the others joining him at the table. The woman of the house looked like she was wondering why Nick hadn't touched the bird, the centerpiece of their meal. Still wanting to make a good impression and not seem rude, he slathered and drowned his chicken in gravy, hoping it would disguise its taste. I'm going to Shardahii for this. Almost fearfully, he took his first bite and continued, down to his very last. He could taste all of it, and it tasted like sin.

(Almost there! I know college lets out earlier so I'm not surprised you're through. I'm glad you got through your finals though :3)

[taikunfoo]

(And apologies again about the delay- I was on top of a mountain with no internet- how are/did you finals go?)

Eric sat back, content with the meal now that he had inhaled a sizable portion of it. He sighed with contentment, half closing his eyes. "How about you run on upstairs after you're all finished and get into a decent set of work clothes, we'll take care of the dishes down here. Looks like there is enough for leftovers for tomorrow's lunch!" He said cheerily, unaware of Nicholas' eating preferences. He straightened up slowly, gathering up the dirty dishes around the table while his mother picked up the leftover food to put away.

[Kveykva]

Nicholas Storm
Nicholas just nodded, afraid to open his mouth. I'm going to be sick... Oh my God, what have I done? He excused himself silently and headed back up to his room, already feeling nauseous. Just the thought of what head done, it was awful. Evil even. It was practically cannibalism. He stumbled to the bathroom and closed the door behind him. He didn't have time to lock it before he hurled into the porcelain toilet. There he emptied his stomach entirely, dry heaving with the taste still in his mouth. He wanted to cry; pray for forgiveness or something. Anything that would make right what he'd done. "I should've just said something..." He grunted to himself, wiping his mouth and flushing the toilet. Sleeping on the side of the road would have been better than breaking such a sacred vow. Now he'd never be able to live with himself.

(Ack, I'm getting bad with replying too. I just randomly got a craving to play a certain character but every rp I join dies right after I post my form so I'm stuck in limbo right now sorry XD
It's all good! That's sounds like fun. My finals went alright, though I made a solid 63 on my research paper which thankfully wasn't a final and I'm through with school now!)