<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Tieran.4.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Kiara Skye (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347468.msg16395091#msg16395091)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>white crop top, yoga pants (https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1dSowpDXYBeNkHFrdq6AiuVXaM/High-Waist-Pants-Patchwork-Leisure-Sports-Loose-Yoga-Pants-Women-Wide-leg-pants.jpg) and white classics<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Institute's Main Kitchen<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Thursday July 6th, 2023 | Just before 5 PM<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Cooking and listening to music<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Kaspian Herondale and Alexander Greyhallow</span><br/><strong>MUSICAL MOOD</strong>I Don't Think About You -Kelly Clarkson (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dx9mF1KJr0s)<br/><hr/><br/><em>Kiara was deeply involved in her singing and food preparation. It took a LOT of effort to be sure that all of the disparate foods were finished at the same time, and only a keen eye could gauge just when everything should be removed from the heat. However, she still recalled her father's words of wisdom which meant that she kept her head on a swivel as she watched for <del>intruders</del> potential meal companions. All of this meant that it should have been impossible for anyone to sneak up on her, BUT somehow TWO young men found their way to her quiet space and scared the holy hell out of her.</em><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Good LORD!"</span>The words slipped from her on a soft shriek as a delicate hand rose to pat her rapidly beating heart. Dark eyes snapped quickly toward the fit young man who had just announced himself in a roughened baritone, a smile lingering on his mobile lips.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Uh, hi Kaspian. I'm Kiara. You can call me KiKi. Just arrived, not long ago."</span>The words were a staccato blast of information and interrupted by ANOTHER friggin' masculine voice. Immediately Kiara turned her gaze to the young man behind her, as a smile found her lips and lingered there.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Dammit, Alexander! I needed those!!"</span>Turning on one small foot, Kiara, shifted her stance to keep both young men in view. She jerked a thumb in the chicken tender thief's direction.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"I met <strong>Mister Stealth is my middle name</strong> when I arrived."</span>The grumble of Kaspian's belly interrupted her story time though.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Never mind. I have all the fixings for Pho Ga plus corn on the cob and about a tray of tenders, as I need the rest. Chocolate cake is in the oven.  Let me sort some noodles for you, and you can have at it."</span><br/><br/><em>The next few minutes were filled with setting her actions to the words spoken. Two bowls were filled with the gingery tang of chicken broth, finely cut green onions and thinly sliced tenders. No more than a minute later, both bowls were filled with homemade rice noodles, and a few small bowls filled with garnishes and toppings were placed on the sideboard. Pointing out the additions, Kiaara offered,  </em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"There are bean sprouts, sliced jalapeño chiles,  lime wedges, and Thai basil. No idea where they keep sticks, but I have my own. Corn on the cob is done too. Help yourselves."</span><em>Finally, she picked up one of the bowls, pulled out a pair of chestnut, hand-carved chopsticks, and took a bite.</em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"This came out much better than I thought it would! Not bad for the first time..."</span><br/><br/>