Void Rift (rp) - Intermission

Ali's personal kitchen is just behind her, the door to her farm room looming; the ingredients still inside.

 

He starts laughing.
"Oh.. what can we do with them? Know any exercises?"

 

She goes into her personal kitchen and sighs, sitting down and catching her breath before glancing at the door to the storeroom.

For baby dragons? No, not really.

The other two scramble back to their feet and push at you for attention... except claws.
One on your lap is stuck squirming on its back, and the other crawls partway up your chest.
The other four give up and the pile disperses, then they crawl up on your ankles.

 

I just keep walking, not paying attention to the woman.

 

The three follow you silently, the occasional raptor running by attracting a glance or two.

 

I occasionally look at the raptors passing by.

 

Most of them are just going from one place to another, but you see two sets of raptors chasing each other for fun.

 

The door is closed, an ominous feeling about it.

 

Ali quietly gets up and then flings the door open as fast as she can, looking towards the bonsai garden house.

 

"Okay, that's a bit to much."
He tries to break free from them.

 

Ali sees something dart through the large fishbowl, sending ripples and bubbles through the water.

 

They all get flung off, but they gather around your feet, the eight of them making various sounds in protest.

Ali thinks a bit before gathering the plants she took note of, plus any sugar cane.

 

Nothing else happens, apart from a few bubbles popping on the surface of the fishbowl.

 

"Aah."
He wiggles his feet around.

 

Ali goes back into the kitchen and sets the spice aside, grinding the grain to flour and starting to work on making cookies.

They hiss a bit as you accidentally kick one in the face, but they step back otherwise.

 

Nothing disturbs Ali, except when her farm room doo cracks open slightly, a flapping sound able to be heard from it.

 

She jumps, glancing over before trying to keep focused on her baking, looking for a cookie sheet.

 

He goes to the one that he kicked.
"Oh no, did I hurt you?"
He pets him on his head.
"There, there."

 

Ali manages to see something fly away, the door falling closed.

There seems to be a cookie sheet with some of the trays in Ali's kitchen.

 

"I can attest. Anyways, how long has your kingdom been down here?"