<div class="floatleft">(http://i50.tinypic.com/1z2kf1s.jpg)</div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>       Ciera Morrigan Baine<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>          Retribution<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  Freedom - The Morrigan<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   In a Kitchen making food<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>         Loki </span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><br/>Ciera began moving around the kitchen like she was used to being in such places. Her hands started to find pots and pans, which she put into a sink. She started the water, to give all of the dishes a good scrubbing. She was hungry, but that last thing she needed to find out was whether or not she could get food poisoning. She was busy gathering things, and setting things up on the counter. It looked like she was preparing to make a feast, and she probably was. She didn't understand why she was so hungry. She went on search for flour and all sorts of things. She didn't know when she would have access to food again, so she was damn well preparing food that could travel. Bread, was something people often misunderstood. <br/><br/>She walked past him, as he began ripping into a sausage, grabbing some slabs of beef from the freezer. She came in and put them in their own sink of scalding hot water, hoping to quicken their defrost. That wasn't something you should do usually, but this was needed. She hummed, washing her hands and putting scrubbed down dishes out to dry. "I saw some Rum... over in the bar area, it's not mead... but it's made out of molasses... meads made from honey... so... should be sweet similarities..." Ciera said as she dried her hands off. She went and grabbed said bottle, as well as two shot glasses. She hummed as she poured herself a shot, and then motioned that he could have as much of the bottles as needed. <br/><br/>Ciera turned around and started to find other things in the cold storage. She managed to find cans of green vegetables, and she began to make a mixed vegetable mixture. She found some fruit cans, and also worked on a fruit salad from that. "We are both going to eat, all of this. God or not, we need to regenerate as much energy as possible..." Ciera said as she seemed to ignore his questions for the moment. She was thinking of how best to respond. She managed to find out that the gas stove was still working, and got that going, set on frying some sliced root vegetables, to make a good starch base. The dough would have to rise, but it would be ready by the time she was ready to go. <br/><br/>"Now... as to answer your questions..." Ciera said as she sat on the counter, spooning fruit cocktail into her mouth. "First of all... I would have done it for anyone who worked with me. I wasn't going to leave you behind to die, I was tempted... but my Gods brought you to me for a reason - that means I need you..." She said as she hopped down, putting a serving into a spare bowl, walking over to him and handing it to him. "Trust me... not as good as fresh fruit, but it'll be nice to have some fruit in your system... " She commented as she scrubbed her hands on her pants. Grimacing at the dirty feeling she had. Her next stop was finding a shock with clothing and a shower. <br/><br/>"As for why I said I loved you? It was a mistake... I was ... I was honestly thinking of my brothers... " She said as she looked to the side. "But I don't regret it, because that way of thinking is what got you out of there. The gods have plans, I can't say I know them... but they put us together for a reason..."</span></span>