Cake Please [Nethke/K'len]

[Shoki]

78.06.20
Afternoon
Dinning Hall

“Mumph.” Cr’wean’s mouth was full of spiced cake, but Cyan could understand him well enough. She chuckled and waved.

“Okay, see you tomorrow!” She headed out to begin her shift ferrying ‘Wings and Cr’wean gave a brief nod of farewell. He was hungry after his shift, and nothing cooled his annoyance liked spiced treats. He swallowed and leaned back, searching for his partner in crime. She was still searching for her meal, out in the fields. Of course. Which meant he certainly had time to kill. He wasn’t going back to the Aerie without her, and Kiyosh was going to get every scrap of meat off her meal. It was just her nature.

Well then, might as well go back for a second slice of cake.

He wandered back to grab cake. Oh, one more slice of cake left. This would do wonders on his mood. He took the plate with the last slice, forgetting that as it was the last slice, he should have probably checked to make sure no one else wanted it beforehand.

[Nethke]

K'len, are you okay?
Yes. I'm. Fine.
But you sound s-sad. A-an' angry.
Well, Soro, yes. Yes, I am angry. If I have to interview one more idiot who can't remember their medication, I...
B'zon?
Yes. Definitely B'zon.

K'len looked like his father when he was in a mood like this, knew it, but he'd never admit it. Shoulders hunched, he stomped down to the kitchens and looked around for something sweet. Cake, that was it. And then, some LifeWing Rider made off with it, just when he was two steps from it. Snarling, he grabbed a handful of cookies, stuffed them in his jacket pocket, and found himself following the LifeWing Rider. 
"Hey! You! You took the last piece! I was two sharded steps away and you took it!"

[Shoki]

Cr’wean turned around when he was growled at. His expression was not impressed. Actually, it was one extremely common for him, which was a mixture of exhaustion and annoyance. His temper was not fully in high gear, which was good. He was well known for shouting.

“So? It’s Spiced Cake.” He didn’t explain further, since it was plain as day for him. Spiced deserts were the best. For him anyway. Shards, when he made them for himself he would have it as strongly spiced as possible with just enough sweetness to be called a desert. This from the man who had recently switched to Halk because Klah wasn’t doing it for him anymore. Point was, the mere fact it was spiced made it one of this favorite things. That might not be obvious to the dragon rider, but it was to Cr’wean, so he felt he didn’t have to say it.

Perhaps Kiyosh was having some influence on this as well. She had just found her meal, and it was ‘leftovers’ so they both had their favorite foods within reach.

[Nethke]

Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! wailed Soronumeth from above them. Please, K'len, please come with me, please, sir,
don't be angry...K'len, spiced cake would upset your stomach, you KNOW that... K'len looked irritable. "Well, my apologies for bothering you, then. On both counts."

[Shoki]

Cr’wean made only the slighted furrow of his brow to indicate he heard the grey’s mournful wails. His annoyance remained consistent, at least until it appeared he would be left alone and with his cake to be eaten. Well that was-

[smear:993300]Cr’wean![/smear:A0522D"] Shaaaaaaaaaaaaard it. [smear:993300]I run off for a snack and you are biting an adorable rider’s head off! [/smear:A0522D"]

You think all humans are adorable.

[smear:993300]Not even remotely the point! Apologize and share.[/smear:A0522D"]

No. Cr’wean growled under his breath, which meant that the pair was going to get into it. Or would have if Kiyosh didn’t skip straight to the threats.

[smear:993300]You have such a lovely pillow Cr’wean, I’m sure you are looking forward to sleeping on it before your next shift.[/smear:A0522D"]

“Buzzard.” The word was spoken like an expletive. He spun on his heels and reached past the searving area for a knife. Why he knew that was there was left for speculation, but he sliced the piece of cake in two and grabbed on piece with his hand. “There. Cake.” He then took a bite out of the piece he was holding. Before Kiyosh got any other bright ideas. Now go eat rotten herdbeast or something.

[smear:993300]I prefer to think of it as properly aged.[/smear:A0522D"] Cr’wean glowered past the kitchens to a smug Vulture, not that he could see her.