RD16, log + orb!

[dailybread]

Characters: Peeta Mellark and you.
Open? Yes.
Where: Market quarter of Schwanheim, in a previously vacant storefront.
When: Early afternoon, RD 16
What: Peeta is opening a bakery and needs some taste-testers.
Warnings: None. Schmoopyness?

[Peeta's got flour in his hair, arms covered in dough, and a smile on his face. The crackling of a stove can be heard, if you listen closely; the locale itself is bright and sunny.]

Rue, you wanted cake, didn't you? And anyone else can come by, if you want. There's plenty to go around.



The castle dressmakers were...pushy. No worse than the stylists at the capital, but Faolan was right--they wouldn't give him pants. What he got wasn't so bad, though, if he rolled up the sleeves, although the shoes weren't very comfortable.

Buying a building with some of his gold (the amount of which was staggering; his jaw dropped when the treasurer had opened his vault in the castle) was easy. The shop was spacious, clean and well-lit with large windows to allow sun to spill in over the floor. The stove was nice, too; an old one, fed with wood. Peeta would have chopped the logs himself, but he hadn't been able to get his hands on an axe; the townspeople had insisted it was unbecoming of a princess to do manual labor.

So he'd bought some of those, too, along with three sacks of flour, raw cocoa, milk, butter, sugar, and a myriad of other ingredients he'd only read about. Currently in the oven was a batch of sweet buns--Katniss liked them; the smell called to mind her dark braid and bright, calculating eyes--and he was whisking together batter for a chocolate cake while he waited.


[[OOC: Just let me know in your subject line whether you're talking back to him on the orb or physically showing up. :3]]

Comments

Action smacktion! or something

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura paused on his walk back from the market. Was that...

Following his nose and curiosity, he wound up at the bakery. That... hadn't been there the day before, had it?

"Hello?" he called, putting a hand on his rediculously over sized mage hat to keep it from falling off.

pffft

[dailybread]

Peeta recognized the voice, and the face--it was the one who'd shared the blue dress. The hat he was wearing looked impractical, floppy and falling over his face; Peeta gestured with his head towards the table and chairs he'd had brought in earlier.

"If you don't mind waiting, the sweet buns will be out in a few minutes." He set the bowl of batter down and tapped the whisk against it, then cracked a second egg onto the rim.

[shiromadoushi]

"Heeeeh, you bake too?" Bakura exclaimed, face lighting up. "Western style sweets?" he guessed, entering the bakery properly.

[dailybread]

"Yeah, I bake." He didn't know about 'too'; maybe Bakura was talking about the giant cupcake-bakers Faolan had mentioned. He began to whisk the second egg into the batter. "District Twelve-style sweets. We're eastern, though, at least in Panem."

[shiromadoushi]

"District twelve?" Bakura blinked, curious.

[Orb first, then into action?]

[rutagraveolens]

What kind of cake? [Not that it really matters; cake is cake!]

Fine with me!

[dailybread]

This one's chocolate, but I could bake vanilla and flavor it with fruit, or spices. [A gentle, but weighted smile.] If you want, I'll teach you how to make flowers out of frosting.

[rutagraveolens]

Are they hard to make?

[dailybread]

Not once you get the hang of it. It just takes a steady hand.

[rutagraveolens]

Can we make flowers with bright colors?

[Orb]

[consultmybooks]

I would love to stop by, but I'm afraid I'm out of town, at the moment. [And, indeed, the Orb shows Giles pretty clearly outside the city limits, in a wilder environ than can be found even around Schwanheim.]

Still. Um, I should warn you that m-my housemate is, um, almost certainly going to be stopping by, now that you've made the offer. [Giles smiles affectionately at the thought of Helios.]

[dailybread]

If you come back soon enough, there might be some left over.

[A small smile is returned.] They're welcome to come by. I did bake the buns to be eaten, not looked at.

[consultmybooks]

Well, I thought I'd start for home today. There is, um, rather a great deal to see, out here, but...well, I've seen enough as it is. Besides, embarrassing as it is to admit, I only packed enough for a couple of days in any case.

[...] You're a baker, then?

[dailybread]

Yeah--my family ran the bakery back in District Twelve.

Did you find anything interesting?

[consultmybooks]

I've actually seen the thorns first hand, if that counts. Didn't manage to find, um, m-much in the way of encouragement, but...well, um, th-that might count for something.

Also found the beach, for what it's worth.

ORB FIRST BECAUSE MANNERS also sorry I'm so late :(

[tatra]

Oh my! I didn't know you baked.

Don't worry about it my laff :3

[dailybread]

I don't think we've met. I'm Peeta Mellark.

[tatra]

I am Princess Tatra of Chizeta. It's a pleasure to meet you, Peeta Mellark.

[dailybread]

You can just call me Peeta.

[tatra]

Peeta then. What sort of cake are you making?

Orb but it'll probably change to action because...cake :|

[folklorist]

You're making cakes? [ Helios sounds far too excited about this prospect. ]

D-Do you need any help?

A-okay. :D

[dailybread]

Yeah. There's sweet buns in the oven, too. [A smile. It's nicer than he expected to just...bake, and not have to worry about anything else for the time being.]

Sure. Would you mind picking up some more wood on your way over? [He'd go out and get some himself, but he has a feeling someone would faint at the sight of him, sleeves rolled up and mussed with work, and he doesn't want the oven to die out before he's had a chance to build up a good starting stock.]

:3!

[folklorist]

Ah. S-Sweet buns too... [ This is quite possibly the best day ever. Helios' smile is rather broad now. ]

Oh, heavens no. I-I don't mind in the slightest! Where, um, are you exactly? [ He's not sure of the other's location at the current moment. ]

[dailybread]

[And Peeta returns it. It's a good feeling, to have people excited about his baking.]

I'm in the market quarter, across from a dressmaker, I think.

[folklorist]

[ Helios is just easily excitable, especially when it comes to baking. You will have a fan Peeta. ] Ah! Yes, I know where that is. I'll be right over then.

[ Aaand a few minutes later Peeta will see Helios carrying a bundle of wood in his hand, and there's also some floating on a tiny rotating tornado. Some of the townspeople will balk and step away as he makes his way over to where ever Peeta is at the time. ]