GideonThulann
Jun-Bo Tsuen
The Shih. Balance or Death.
Posts: 2017
(11/30/06 10:24 pm)
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Raiding the kitchen (gabby(CCC), then open)
*He had gotten hungry and did not have any cash on hand. He sighed and headed for the lunch room. Around this time of day the workers would be out of there for their own breaks. He smirked as he had been paying enough attention to the way the staff at this school worked to know when they would be gone and when they would be at places. It was kind of sad the way they had rutines that were so easy to learn.
As he entered the lunch room he caught the sleve of his red silk shirt on the door latch. He had to free him self from it and snicker at the thought that he almost ripped another shirt, and for once it was not in a fight.
Having snagged his shirt made him looked over the rest of his cloths quickly to make sure they were fine as well. His black silk pants felt nice againes his legs. His shoes were soft and shiney black. He loved it. For once he did not have a single weapon on his body. He did not bother even bringing his normal knives. Then again his fist were weapons enough.
He moved over to the counter and then put one hand silently on the counter and he jumped, moving over it. Landing ever so lightly he did not make so much as a sound. He slid his hands in his pockets and moved over, looking over the food and cooking gear back there. If they stuck to schedele he had at least an hour to cook and thirty mintues after that to eat.
He smiled, removing his hands form his pants and started to gather the ingredents for the Japanese food he was craving to fetsh upon. He smirked and nodded enjoying him self. He loved to cook when it was good food.*
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