<div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/fairytailfanon/images/2/2d/Archbishop_Guy.png/revision/latest?cb=20150709213829)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Christopher King (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=280698.msg13801341#msg13801341)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 12 / Noon (12:00PM)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>School Grounds, Lunch Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Azari Bellare, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Christopher took a small bite of his food and vigorously chews through the delectable meal's first bite. He savored it because he wasn't sure how often he could enjoy such a bountiful banquet of high quality foods. However he continued to keep on the conversation and paid attention to the woman across from him. He gave a nod, swallowed and said<strong>"Indeed, dunno how I wound up with that position. Probably because Im the only one who was willing to cook for the group. Granted it's just instant foods and prepackaged goods that aren't horribly complex... But better than ordering out on a daily basis. Wouldn't be able to fly right then if I ate that much."</strong>He said in jest. However what wasn't joked over was how as predicted someone spotted him leaving the campus. Namely her, but he doubted she was the only one. Hopefully, none of the staff were amongst those or there might be a no flying edict added.<br/><br/>Still he gave a nod and spoke of it.<strong>"Yeah, I was"</strong>He admitted.<strong>"Fridge was empty in the morning so I just zipped off and restocked the fridge."</strong>He wore a smile when she complimented how cool it was to fly. It was the same smile of enthusiastic joy he had the moment he discovered it when he was much younger. With the memory being recalled with clarity, he gave a small window into just how much joy he had for it.<strong>"Oh yes. I won't lie... It's... pretty awesome actually."</strong>His voice became charged with excitement.<strong>"Seeing everything move around you with such speeds and going over the clouds with the same natural grace as any Staraptor. It didn't really diminish ever since I was twelve and found out I could."</strong>He thinks things over and then rubbed his chin with a small sobering thought in him. He thought better of spoiling the meal with how he left his home.<br/><br/>Speaking of the hot foods they indulged in, it was amazing how she could just casually eat such a superheated meal. Normally that might send a lot of people scrambling for milk and yet she just does it without even flinching. To contrast, Christopher's homemade chili when they want it hot and spicy. Typically it's used to settle a bet or quarrel, thus he can remember it clearly. How his tongue felt like it had been branded with a hot iron, or how his insides twisted and writhed about like a violent orgy of Arboks. It wasn't for the faint of heart and her curry was probably just as potent, maybe more so. Collecting those thoughts, he spoke of it.<strong>"It depends on the day. We usually like it reasonably mild when in company but for those in the family or in winter it's much hotter. Meant to warm you up during the wintery outdoors on a hunt. Then there's the special kind for settling bets or competitions. You know the kind or at least seen it, where you need milktank milk spiked with crushed rawest berry juice at the ready, just in case you need to quit, the face turns red and people just sweat from how internally hot they get."</strong><br/><br/>At first he assumed she knew what he spoke of in terms of raw spicy foods weaponized, but she now spoke of what kind of curry it was. The look on Chris's face is utter astonishment. He cannot handle that and yet she eats it like it is nothing to her.<strong>"You might be right. Your stomach sounds like its made of cast iron. <em>I]</em> cannot even eat that for very long. Two to three bowls of that level of spice and I'd probably have to tap out due to heartburn. What region does your curry come from?"</strong>Apparently she would be a queen at any curry competition if that was something to go by. He had not forgotten about her offer. He was intrigued by her offer to make the homemade chili and he smiled at it.<strong>"I would not mind having some chili prepared by you. Probably would be amazing."</strong>She made an offer and thus an idea came to fruition.<strong>"Actually I have an idea. Maybe I can take you up to fly with me, should you want."</strong>If she said no he would completely understand since that was putting a lot of faith in him and his ability to fly.