Charles
Fuck you theo get destroyed/%
Shirl
It was a few days after Matti returned from the Angels, and they were fucking hungry. 

For the first day, they hadn't left their room, and had been entirely unwilling to drink the Shakes from Hell that Gabe kept trying to offer them. The second, they'd made it about two feet before giving up and going back inside. The third? They'd barely gotten within range of the stove when their hand started up again and they decided the risk wasn't worth it. 

So now they were here. Four days of crackers and protein bars and ready to actually make some food. 

They'd brought the ingredients from their dorm, whose lock had been (thankfully) fixed. A can of green beans, a can of black beans, a camping mess kit, and a ziploc half-full of rice. They'd even brought a can of peaches, as a treat, which they put in the refrigerator to cool. They had the pot filled with water, rice barely started on the stove, when they snapped out of their hunger-induced fugue state and noticed there were other people in the kitchen with them.
Justin
And enter Hatzume, who had watched Matti walk in with a look of surprise and intrigue- they had walked in in the middle of Hatzume shaking up cans of soda; up to the usual menace spiel of her's.

She hadn't known much about the whole angel thing- she wanted to know what everyone was always stressing over recently but... For some reason it was so hard to get in on the chit chat of the day- so she just accepted she may never understand the shabam.
The tall girl slowed down her can shaking, bright red stardust eyes following Matti's movement.

She quietly snuck up to the half stranger- well, not snuck up but she just.. Walked really quietly, she didn't intend on making anyone jump or anything.
She popped up behind Matti

"Hi!" She enthused, bright smile upon her face
"What ya cookin?" :D 

She leant down, fiddling with the bright purple ringlets in her hair and looking over Matti's food on the go, also taking looks around at everyone else.

She.. Didn't realise she wasn't alone- why didn't anyone stop her from shaking those cans is the real question.
David
While Jack had been preparing his sandwich somewhere nearby the two, he began overhearing their conversation as he also looked at them through one of his abilities. Needless to mention Jack is not currently staring at them with his eyes, but this alone is making Jack lose focus and slow down on the making of the sandwich due to shifting his concentration towards the other two, which may eventually raise some suspicion among the rest at the kitchen, but he failed to notice that.

*Alright I will definitely, just casually, talk to them after.. This..* He thought with a distracted expression on his face.
Charles
Yarimiel entered the kitched with the usual disheveled look they always had about them, Frizzy hair, sunken eyes, corpse-like skin tone, except something was different, instead of the usual massively iversized clothes, she wore a parit of lightly tattered jersey shorts and a smaller shirt that was more her size. She went over to the fridge, coincidentally took out one of the cans that Hatzume had shaken, and flicked it hard a few times, making it let out a few metalling thunks. "I don't know who keeps shaking them but they ain't getting me." After about ten more flicks she opened the can and it... Didn't explode immediately. She chugged the whole thing then crushed it with one hand, using her power, localized at her hand, to aid in the task, reducing the can to a crumpled aluminium ball, promptly tossing it towards the trash can, but missing and instead just stretching her hand to drop it in.

She didn't announce her presence any more than that, and simply began to take things out of the counter, first utencils and trays then ingredients... From the basics, she looked like she was going to *Bake* Something.
Shirl
Matti nearly jumped out of their own skin when Hatzume spoke to them, stumbling backwards slightly with bean cans still clutched in both hands. *Fuck*, it was uncharacteristic of them to miss something as large as another person. Then again, the past few days hadn't exactly been a walk in the part. They prepared themself to efficiently tell the other person they didn't want to talk, and were just here to make themself some food but... Gabe's insistence they make more friends jumped to the forefront of their mind. Internally, they sighed. 

"I'm making Two Beans and Rice," They explained, silently taking stock of the two other beings they noticed in the kitchen. "It's two kinds of beans, and rice. Why are you— shaking up the soda cans?" 

Truth be told, they didn't really care. It wasn't their soda, and it wasn't like the canned peaches would be harmed by some light shaking. But it was a good conversation opener: ask them something about themself. 

They moved to the side, dodging whoever was preparing to bake and nodding as they did so. They could respect baking. It took precision.
Justin
In Matti's defense, Hatzume had a habit of sneaking up on people, like a mouse creeping past all traps, she makes not a noise in her movement, despite her towering stature.

She jumps at hearing Yari crush the can, slightly shocked, slightly impressed- she shakes her head and nodded at Matti, unaware that she had freaked em out
"Yummy- oh i like to shake them because it's funny when people open them- kpew, soda everywhere! They always look soo shocked!!" She grinned, giggling at the mere concept of it- envisioning the last time she did such a thing STILL makes her giggle.

She looked over at Yari, then to Matti.
"She kinda scares me, never falls for it." Hatzume whispered not so discreetly to Matti.
Her gaze fell on Jack

"I dunno what he's doing but he hasn't fallen for it either. I'm in a prank funk it seems" Sigh.
David
Jack was slightly concerned, to say the least. He just sighs in relief as he smiles a bit, the fact that he was *This* Close to falling for such a prank, should he have gone for a drink first before a meal simply makes him smile like that. He finishes his sandwhich, comprised of *Only* Cheese as he takes a bite before casually approaching Hatzume and Matti.

"Well, I would have indeed fallen for it if I didn't trust my great perception!" He jokingly lied with a tone of sarcasm in his voice but a seemingly genuine small smile.

"Sorry to intrude on you two all of a sudden, I am Jack." He introduced himself to Hatzume and Matti as he looked with his eyes towards Yarimiel, waving at her. "Also, hey there Yari."
Charles
Yarimiel, in the midst of taking out a flat wooden board, nearly smacks Jak in the face with the narrow edge, but stops it just before, simply staring at the others and acknowledging their presence with a monotone "Hello, Jack. Something made me angry earlier, so I'm making brownies, do you guys want some?" She begins to take out the last of the ingredients as she speaks, already standing over her station, using her power to create branching arms from her exposed elbows to reach for whatever she needed, haphazardly setting it down around herself and clearing the necessary counter space for it. 

"I'm not going to use the stove so whoever needs it can go ahead." She spoke in an assertive, almost commanding tone to her peers, she did not care about who they were, but now she was here, and she had claimed the kitchen with the earlier statement of *I'm making brownies*. She immediately began to pour and mix the ingredients, having to make two separate mixes that she would then mash together later with surprising effectiveness, incorporating usage her power into the process to make it faster.
Shirl
Mattias' head spun from left to right, attempting to catalogue all the people currently speaking. "Hello," They said, reaching to hold out their hand before realizing the number of figures, and letting it fall back to their side. "I'm Mattias Gates."

They felt their hackles start to rise at Jack's lie, but viciously stamped town the feeling. *Not all lies are bad*, they reminded themself. *So shutthefuckup.* Confident they weren't in danger, they turned to Yarimiel. "That would be me, I need to start the rice. If any of you would like some of my food, you are welcome to extra," (they never made extra, only ever leftovers, but they figured on must sacrifice *Some* Things for friendship) "—and. Yari?" They swung their head back to Jack, who had spoken the name originally, seemingly in confirmation. "I would appreciate if I could watch the brownies being made. I think it would be an interesting process to observe." *And I want to make sure you're not poisoning them,* They didn't say. After all, they didn't intent to eat any, and they didn't really care what people did in their spare time if they weren't trying to hide it. 

Matti hefted the pot with the rice in it onto the stove, turning the burner on and covering it with the lid. The beans were already cooked, though lukewarm— they'd just have to wait a while before they could eat.
Justin
Hatzume felt a little out of it being the only person here not cooking, but that was probably for the best given her track record of being utter shit at cooking.
The last thing she'd want is to blow the entire fucking kitchen to smithereens- the first thing she'd want is to steal everyone's food, which was pretty much inevitable either way.
"I oughta try harder' Hatzume snickered at Jack, sensing a sort of challenge. 

"Hatzume." Thats all she says, it makes enough sense to think she's referring to herself, a sorta strange introduction caused by a lowkey overload of people- 3 was enough for her.
She crossed her arms with a wide grin

"I'm not cooking anything, just here to cause an inconvenience or two" Thanks Hatzume very cool, she began rummaging through the nearby cupboard for something, taking out some wafers and just... Straight up eating them- no need for plates or anything dumb like that, she simply stood there, pack of vanilla wafers in hand.

"I dunno how you guys all cook so much, i like... Live off carrots and microwave meals- and mooching off other's cooked food" She shrugged, wafer in hand
David
And thus, Jack was taken aback by the sudden aggressive reaction of Yari towards him that almost caused a very much unwanted injury. He didn't even had the time to process that Yarimiel was about to hit him all of a sudden, so he simply failed to assess a defensive stance like usual, or to even change his current position at all.

For a short amount of time, Jack simply stood still. His expression didn't change much from usual, his smile had only faded away afterwards, but he still looked quite neutral. However, from that pause alone most people would be able to tell that he was slightly shocked about it.

After that pause, he simply turned around to Matti and Hatzume again. "Ah, uhm. I see." He was only able to say, as he still processes what was going to happen to him if Yari were to actually hit him. Not even the concerning actions of Hatzume got him out of the thought that just came to him, one that suggested that perhaps Yarimiel was or could be mad at him.
Charles
Yarimiel groaned, "Sorry Jack, you were just so close to me and you were kind of in the way." Her head then turned to face Hatzume regardless of where she was, even if dorectly behind Yarimiel, with an irritated expression. "Also, *You* If you even *Try* To fuck with my cooking, I will *End* You, you only get one chance, the second will mean __death__." She spoke with a venom in her voice matched by few, but considering how little of thos girl was known by most, it was fully plausible, considering that it was now common knowledge that the giant thing that suddenly appeared in the cafeteria and trampled three boys was her.

"If you want brownies you can just ask you brainless tick." She spat at Hatzume a couple of seconds later. After she turned her head back around to face her ingredient mixes, her face went neutral, but of course with a hint of that irritation from before.
Shirl
*Also, you if you even try to fuck with my cooking, I will end you, you only get one chance, the second will mean death.*

Matti felt a strange sort of kinship with Yari, and the fact that she wasn't a Despicable Tall Person certainty helped. As their rice continued to cook, they opened their green beans, washed them, and began to eat them from the can. "Cooking is a useful skill," They explained to Hatzume. "It's relatively easy to learn. Most of it has two steps: mixing ingredients, and then putting them on the stove. Baking—" They inclined their head slightly towards where Yarimiel was standing "—is much more difficult. It's closer to chemistry, than anything else, you have to get the ingredients, the amounts, and the instructions fairly accurate in order to come out with a decent final product." Once they had finished their beans, they rinsed the can out, dried, it, and placed it in the mesh-bag sitting next to them on the counter. Matti looped around towards the refrigerator, pulling out their peaches. "Canned fruit is a good alternative. I've had too many baking attempts blow up in my face, in a nearly nonmetaphorical way."
Justin
"I don't- I don't think you'd get away with killing me, not gonna lie" Hatzume took a bite out of another wafer, chill or not, the threat did seem to take a little effect- but more in a sort of 'thats one fucked up kid' way than a genuinely frightened way. In fact, in Hatzume's mind, Yari is one of them kids that used to draw family portraits with a downright horrifying figure in it labelled as 'my friend that only i can see' or some shit.

But Hatzume was sure she wouldn't die today, of course.

Honestly, she was more fazed by the 'brainless tick' comment than anything, taking considerable psychic damage from the insult
"Uhm.. Ouch??" She remarked, sloght offense dripping from her tone and furrowed eyebrows. Sadge.

She watched Matti cook intently, nodding along. The food looked good, like.. For something Hatzume would definitely probably not enjoy that much, it looked divine in that moment.
Impressive.
"Mhm.. I can cook a couple things, like uh... Spicy beef but my expertise stops there." She confesses, a little embarrassed

"Oo canned fruit, i like... Live off canned fruit. I'd sell my body for canned pineapple sometimes its just so good" She internally drooled at the thought, her usual daydreams being interrupted by the image of herself eating some pineapple... Me too, Hatzume.
"Once i was cooking with my older brother, and i managed to explode the food somehow- disaster"
David
"Oh!" He said as he turned to look at Yarimiel, also snapping back to reality at the same time. "Don't worry, I was just uh.. Surprised. Even if you *Did* Hit me with that... Uh." But before he continued, he thought it would be best to not actually finish the sentence, just to not potentially center the conversation around that, even if the chances of that happening were small.

"Just, don't worry Yari. I kind of have a feeling that you would not do that without a good reason. Leaving that aside though.. I wouldn't mind eating a few brownies as of now" He said as he took a bite out of his sandwich once again, before looking towards Matti and Hatzume, and *Le*(the) food.
Charles
Ill reply once i uh...

Let me say it in a prettier way

She sighed after Jack's words. "Thank you for understanding, I just have a habit of getting super agressive while I'm in the kitchen, added on to my already existing irritation, but being in here calms me down quite a bit..." She sighed again. "Also, while my threat of harm still stands if you interrupt and/or ruin my process, I should not have insulted you like that, I uh... What's your name?" She looked over to Hatzume again, many hands still mixing, arranging and measuring what she needed, as she had only barely begun the process herself. "Also the reason I'm baking instead of cooking is because I saw this recipe online and decided to try it out, I just internalized it and now I'm putting it into practice, baking isn't a habit of mine, but..." She carefully poured one bowl's contents into the other, the rest of her branched hands slowing down drastically until she was done, after which they continued. "Also yes, I will gladly offer one to anyone that asks." She added at the end, her face now looking a bit downtrodden.

"I was sent hwre to get better but I sure as hell don't feel like it at all, it's just stupid shit after stupif shit..."
Shirl
Matti was glad Yari was getting everything off her chest. They took another bite of peach, and felt a little bit too much like an audience watching a play. They turned back to their rice, which was essentially done. 

"That's rough, buddy," They spoke through a mouthful of sweet peach, which muffled their swearing as they accidentally touched the hot pan. 

"Also, it's a good thing to meet you all." They held their now-full plastic plate aloft, offering it to the other temporary residents of the kitchen. "Beans? Rice? Fruit?"
Justin
Hatzume supposed that, the artistic process was just Like That- she got pissed off while making music sometimes- maybe Yari was like that with cooking? Cooking is an art too kinda, right? Like... Culinary arts? 
"I get that- art takes patience, whenever i make music i get like, mega angry when interrupted because its a whole ass Process"

She continued going through the cupboards now, her mission to shake every carbonated drink within her reach was still very clearly a go.
"It's Hatzume- and dont worry about it, i am a little brainless sometimes" I mean at least shes self aware? Considering the fact she could only make herself busy that day by shaking soda cans, maybe Yari was right.

Hatzume looked at the food offered, eyebrows raised in intrigue.
"That looks super good but.. I've kinda filled myself up with wafer now, Matti" :( sadge- honestly though? It was sorta just code for 'backbeat the word is on the street you went missing or something and i dont want to take your well earned food.'

"Here here" She remarked to Yari, shaken soda in hand
"It's bound to get better sooner or later, but the first couple months here suck ass" Man.
David
"Oh?" Upon hearing Hatzume comment about this place, he got slightly curious as to why. Sure, getting dragged here without your consent sounds painful and perhaps even gave some anxiety to a few. But, for the most part Jack was just ~~bing~~ chilling in his room, playing games and ocassionally meeting new people. Of course the first days were haunting to say the least, but eventually he came to peace with the fact that he is not getting out of here anytime soon, and decided to flow with it instead.

"First months.." He said as he thought about it for a bit before speaking up again. "I mean, it only took a few days for me to adjust myself to this kind of situation. Perhaps I am being excessively laid back about this whole thing but.. What do you guys think about this place?" He asked with geniune curiosity as he took another bite out of his sandwich.
Charles
"Nice to meet you, Hatzume..." She slowly took the can from Hatzume, then looked between Haztume and the can a few times with suspicion in her gaze, an eyebrow raised. She then looked dead into Hatzume's eyes and flicked the can a few times, analyzing her expression to confirm those suspicions. If she noted any form of hesitation or anxiety, she woulf sigh and put the can down, otherwise, she just put it down and said "I don't want another."

"What do I think? Better than being locked in a room for thirteen years is what I'll always say."

She finished the mixture after a few minutes and began to put everything away, arms whizzing all around the kitchen, opening cabinet doors and drawers, tossing things into the sink and after about thirty seconds, she retracted all of these arms and sighed, as if she'd done a short burst of high activity, but something had been bugging her ever since she began talking to the others.

The people around her, the residual irritation she felt, and the irritation from having people invading her working space in the kitchen, or had she invaded theirs and selfishly claimed it as her own? Her own thoughts began to contradict themselves as she began to feel a rumbling pulse in her head, and it began to overwhelm her, she needed something to stop this, stop the noise, the sound, the sight, she needed Nothingness.

"I'll be back in... Thirty seconds... Or days..."

Yarimiel tossed her phone and earbuds onto the nearest non-occupied counter haphazardly and began to walk towards the nearest shadow, under a table, her face going completely blank when she spotted it. After that, she crawled under said table and let herself fall into the shadow face-first, somehow not slamming her nose into the concrete floor and breaking it, instead disappearing into it smoothly.
Shirl
*Huh. I wonder if she knows the other Creature,* Matti wondered idly, before turning back to their meal. The real Mattias Gates, or rather, the fully formed one, took notes furiously in the back of their mind. Thirteen *Years*? Hiding in *Shadows*? But it had been a long, stressful week, and Matti of the Present was hard-pressed to let anything in between them and finishing their food. 

"I think it's fine. I certainty don't consider it to be the prison it seems many others do," They answered Jack. "We get food and board, and hypothetically learn how to control our abilities. It's a lot better than whatever alternative *I* Would face." 

They didn't entirely understand the vehemence Margo and Gabe had, declaring Newton's Cradle a prison. It was the kind of statement you could only make if there was something it was keeping you from, something trapping or holding back. Matti had none of that. To them, it was simply a good opportunity. 

"And you?"
Justin
"I mean... It could be worse, yeah!- It's more rehab than prison. In fact i really like it here! Comfy beds, roof over your head, food, soda cans to shake up, what more could i want?" Hatzume, the ever simple girl with ever simple goals- she's clearly easily satisfied
"It just kinda sucked at first because i was all alone and goin through a tough time yknow?" Hatzume's voice softened a bit from the usual boisterous 'im loud, proud and you shall hear me whether you like it or not!' tone she held.

'was in a bad place.'... She says that as if she still isn't suffocating under that same feeling she'd been mulling through for the past several months; she had simply gotten better at ignoring it.

Watching Yari disappear into the void, was surprisingly unsurprising for Hatzume, who watched with an intrigued and overall unfazed expression. She sort of just figured it would make sense for Yari to have a power like that.
"...Toodles?" Is all she comments as the other retreats, leaving her a little bit dumbfounded