queenoflogs | Poor, poor egg.

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Poor, poor egg.

Characters: Katina and Akiha
Date: April 6
Summary: Katina and her eggbaby look for the other mommy.
Warnings: Ill-tempered women.

Crying is not the thing Katina expected to be woken up by. If it's not an alarm clock, then it's usually a headache - occasionally another person, but half the time she has a headache when that happens anyways. But crying, oh no, this is not what she expected at this point in her life.

It takes her about ten minutes to wake herself up, find the eggbaby, and realize that holy shit she has to take care of a crying egg with a face. The next ten minutes were spent trying to comfort it, and failing miserably until she realized the obvious - it was crying for another 'mama'. If she was wrong, of course, she'd at least get outside, but childcare? Generally seen as a thing couples do.

Her mood was already dark from frustration when she realized what she was heading towards as the cries lessened. Of course. Grumbling as she stomped up to the door of Akiha's mansion, she slammed her fist against it a few times, already at the point where Akiha could jump out the window in full-on demon AKIHA rage and it wouldn't faze her.

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"Quail egg... most European cuisine - French, German..." And, as mentioned before, Italian. "I suppose the better question is what can you make?"

Akiha poured the heated tea into her cup and then poured one for Katina. She then grabbed a small vial of dark glass out of the fridge and used the eyedropper to add two drops of something red to her own cup of tea.

"Cream or sugar?"

"...do you cook quail eggs differently from chicken eggs?" That just doesn't sound like something you scramble and melt cheese over. "I can do... French onion soup, crepes, maaaybe quiche as far as French goes. Other than that, I mostly just grill or do simple skillet meals. It'd help if I had this stack of recipes from my mom..."

Tea isn't really Katina's favorite drink by any means, but she's not turning it down right now. "Just a little sugar's fine."

"Yes. Quail egg is far more delicate thing to cook than chicken egg. It's typically either cracked and fried so the yolk can be broken over rice or soft boiled." Akiha was surprised Katina could make crepes since they were hard to get thin without tearing. Or so Kohaku had made her believe.

She gets the sugar out, adds it to Katina's cup, and put the small bottle back in the fridge. It was almost empty, but Katina having to be this close meant she wasn't going to be able to get it filled again. Well, she probably could since Kris wouldn't really care, but Akiha did; she was a private person and that was especially private for her. Maybe she just... wouldn't drink while Katina was around.

"Kohaku never wrote her recipes down. I can't help you," she said, carrying both cups back to the sitting room after giving the kitchen another sigh of irritation. "Remind me to yell at Kris when she inevitably wanders away from her egg."

She'd probably screw up the quail egg; learning crepes had been a test of her mother's patience growing up, until Katina realized that she was actually failing at something that might be useful (what with crepes being tasty) and finally got it down. Still messed it up a bit though.

Katina hadn't paid the liquid much mind at first, but it struck her as she sipped the tea. Of course, Akiha needed... well... blood, and she looked low. She still didn't know how much Akiha actually needed, but that really didn't look like it'd last her more than another day or so.

"She would do that, wouldn't she? Hopefully she leaves it on the other side of the mansion so we don't have to listen to it too much when she does."

The blood wouldn't last very long at all and eventually Akiha would be getting more and more irritable, though it could be mistaken as irritability at the egg baby.

"The mansion is not as big on the inside as it looks on the outside. I have only made a quarter of its actual size. The sound filters terribly easy through the halls at times," Akiha replied. "But Lambda is paired with Kris so she will probably be following that idiot around constantly."

A pause and she looks back toward the hall with a rare moment of concern. "I hope she doesn't try to eat the egg." Kris did think with her stomach first.

If Katina realizes it, she's not going to let it go just because Akiha doesn't want to bring it up with her. Another sip of her tea. It's... very tea-like, which is about all Katina can say for it.

"Yeah, I noticed the size. I guess the high ceilings and stuff don't really help either, though, so hopefully Lambda knows to take care of the egg and stick with Kris." aka the idiot. Idiot this, idiot that, she's starting to think it's mostly just a term of endearment from Akiha.

"You know I thought about eating it myself, but I don't think it'd be a good idea."

It has become a term of endearment, but good luck getting Akiha to admit it. Same with the blood. If Katina pays attention, she'll notice when she stops adding blood to her tea.

Akiha leaned forward to look the egg over again, still not touching it. "It must be weird for you to think about eating something with an emotive face. Even one as absurd as this one. Animals don't have the range of expressions as humans and others do."

Despite her brash and boisterous attitude, she can be observant. Being stuck with Akiha, especially in a situation like this, makes it even more likely, knowing what she does about the girl. Anyways, Katina needs her around to keep the egg happy.

"Eh, honestly that might be what stopped me. It's not like a fish or something where it's just dead, and people still make a big deal out of it. Even if the faces are kinda weird, cows don't normally make human expressions, so..." She looked down at it. Damn her moment of hesitation.

"I figure something bad'll happen to people who don't take care of it though, knowing this place."

Proof that Katina was indeed human. Akiha... didn't have those hangups when she needed to not have them. It just served to remind her that she has spent too much time around the Condesce.

"Most likely. The Queen is far from civilized. Forcing us into relationships we don't want, having to rely on those we dislike... If she wants us all to be one big happy family, she should've chosen her captives more carefully."

Akiha sneered. "And to think, I'd once had her in this very room for tea. In your chair, nonetheless." The chair bit was added in to see if it'd get a rise out of Katina.

"If she was trying to make any kind of sense, she'd have stuck you with Kris, and me with Excellen or Subaru. I have a pretty good idea of how they operate, and they have a pretty good idea of how I am, so at least we might not traumatize the thing if it can be." She gave it a little bounce.

It really didn't matter much to Katina, actually. Anyone could tell that Akiha was more fed up with the Queen on the whole than with Katina, even if Katina was more routinely annoying. "I guess teatime isn't the best way to make friends with crazy magical kidnappers, huh?"

Akiha's eyes narrowed. "What's that supposed to mean? If I was stuck with Kris and this egg, I would be doing everything while she lazed about like a giant sloth. I might not like having you hear muddying up the carpets, but at least you have initiative and don't do more than the bare minimum to survive if there's someone else around to do it for you."

With that tirade, one would wonder why Akiha puts up with Kris' constant laziness.

"And I'd thought tea and civility would get some answers out of her than demanding them." She waved her hand dismissively. "There was music involved, so don't ask me why I thought there was a chance. You know what she told me when I asked her why she took us? Because we're 'better off' here than in our own worlds."

"Yeah, well, you seem to like her more than you like me, but maybe I'm wrong." It was easy to wonder how Akiha felt about anyone. The girl liked her rants, that much was obvious, and then she turned around and put up with them over and over again.

Katina sighed, letting out an annoyed sigh. "Ha. Yeah, maybe one or two people here really are better off, but she's got a pretty twisted idea of better off. Even if a few people do fall in love, she still took 'em away from their friends and families and lives. There's more to life than cheesy-ass romance."

Akiha snorted. "Only idiots fall in love here." Like her idiot.

"And I'm only going to say this once; you can't compare yourself and Kris. You both irritate the hell out of me in different ways. She just makes up for it. You, on the other hand, have no ingratiating or endearing bone in your body. You're all rough and uncouth." Kris was very sly; she just didn't look like it with all that... simplicity.

Idiots. Lots and lots of idiots. Way to call yourself an idiot.

Katina just nodded as Akiha went off on her little tangent, letting it sort of wash over her. Sorry, but she's a lot less bothered by it this time, for a variety of reasons. "Alright, alright, so there's nothing ingratiating or endearing about not being a lazy bum. Maybe I'll just try dumping this thing in your lap and falling asleep on the floor here."

Akiha was not in love with Kris, thankyouverymuch. She was still in that stage where she believed it was only possible to love one person. And that person, to her, was Shiki. Her heart was his and would always be his... even if she accepted that he wouldn't ever love her back. Kris was important to her, yes, and she did like the magician. A lot. Because Kris ~~has a Charisma of 22~~ grew on her and, well, she'd said it before. People just don't fall in love with girls like Akiha.

"Do that and I'll set it by you and go on my daily walk, leaving you here," she snapped back, picking her book up once more. For a few seconds she ignored Katina, focusing on the book, before adding, "Besides, sleeping on the floor is a good way to catch a cold."

Yeah, sure. Deny it all she wants, Katina's quite convinced that it's an extremely strong crush at bare minimum, and probably some kind of love. Then again, she'd object to the idea of people not being able to fall in love with her, whatever her own feelings about Akiha are.

"Yes mom," she said in a mocking tone. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna dump this off on you now that you've actually let me in. Just because I'm kind of an asshole doesn't mean I'm a complete one."

"Just most of the time," Akiha quipped back. "And don't call me that. I'm not even accepting being that thing's so-called 'mother'. You can be its mother. I'll just be... Oh, there's an American term for it, but I can't remember what it's called. Something-sugar, maybe."

Not that Akiha was sweet. Okay, sometimes she was; she did make a small copse of trees for Kris since she wanted to see the momiji turn the color of Akiha's vermilion hair in the autumn.

"The one with the money."

"Oh, yeah, sure. You get to sit around being rich, while I'm an eggmom." Katina sighed, setting the egg on the table facing Akiha. It looks peaceful, doesn't it? It isn't even judging you Akiha. It just wants your love. And Katina wants you to at least put in some kind of minimal effort.

"Not that having money means a damn thing here though. What if I go make my own mansion?" Not that she'd want a mansion, way too much effort to keep it looking nice inside and out. But she totally could.

"Would you even be able to make one that wasn't a copy of mine?" Akiha raised an eyebrow. They could only make things they remembered, after all. Had Katina even been in a mansion prior to hers? She sincerely doubted it.

"Besides, you're bizarrely more fitting to be an eggmom; you grew up with a mother," Akiha replied. She then looked down at her book for a moment before sighing. "Look. I'll... tuck it into bed before I retire for the night. Will that suffice for now?" It took Akiha a while to warm up to anyone. Or anything.

One. One mansion, and that had been a pretty hectic situation, but she could at least remember some pretty big parts of the palace at Riksent! It was bigger than Akiha's too, what with being the royal palace of an extremely wealthy ruling family.

Katina leaned against the table, looking across it at Akiha. Of course coming from a traditional family would give her a little more experience. "Hey, I'm older too. A lot of women my age are intentionally having kids." As opposed to teenagers accidentally having kids. "So it'd be great if you could just do that."

"Yes, yes, something about biological clocks ticking or some nonsense like that," Akiha mumbled. "I'll have Lam-- I'll see to readying a guest room for you. It'll be on this floor, West Wing. That's where all the empty rooms are."

Akiha's room was on the second floor, West Wing. Far more than fifty feet away. Seems someone forgot about their invisible no-cry zone.

"Yeah, I don't get it either, and this is just making me want a kid even less, but I guess it's pretty natural." Katina probably qualifies as one of those stressed out, career focused types they make romantic comedies about, only thirty times more likely to break an arm and less likely to have some silly change of heart.

"Uh... you can try, but remember how this thing started crying just from you walking away a little bit? I think those rooms have to be farther apart than that." Maybe they should get out a tape measure.

Akiha pauses with her tea halfway to her mouth and just stares at Katina for a moment. Yes... all the rooms in the mansion were father than that apart, especially with the way Akiha's room was set up and being at the end of the wing's hall. Which meant, in order to not hear crying all night, Katina and the egg needed to be...

"...you are not sleeping in my room."

Edited 2012-04-11 02:07 (UTC)

She could almost see Akiha's mind screeching to a painful halt at the realization, and part of her felt a little smug about remembering something she'd forgotten. "So, maybe we can shove a bed up against your door overnight. Sure, you'd be trapped inside until I woke up or you felt like busting down the door, but we might be able to just barely keep close enough that way."

Katina patted the top of the egg. "Otherwise, I'm gonna be in your room one way or another."

"There are no other beds upstairs. My room is the only one up there." A lie as the room she'd made for Shiki was up there, but it was in the other wing. Akiha's room was the only one in the West Wing.

"And even if there was, my bed is still too far from the door. We're not moving my queen-sized mahogany four-poster canopy bed into my anteroom." Akiha ground her teeth and glared at Katina. She did not want the pilot anywhere near her bed. For several reasons. Mostly the privacy and pride reasons, though.

"Tch." She tossed her hair over her shoulder and walked over to look out the window. After a long moment of glaring at her own eyes in the glass, she came to a barely acceptable solution. "You can sleep on the davenport in my anteroom. It's marginally better than the floor."

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