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Hannibal Lecter ([personal profile] sharp_man) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2018-09-12 09:51 am
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Nailed it! | Wednesday, 3rd period

Today, Hannibal was standing at his station at the front of class with plates of several different ravioli. "Good afternoon. Today you will be working on ravioli. You may choose any one of these. Please try them all and make your decision."

He reached below the station and pulled out a number of tablets. "The recipes for each, as well the recipe for the dough and the techniques for making each of the shapes involved, are here. Please come and get whichever one you are interested in. Let me know if you have any questions."
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Vette
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[personal profile] chirpchirpchirp 2018-09-12 01:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay, she still didn't know what most of this Earth food was, but even with all the embarrassment of being asked about her ability to read last week aside, Vette had to admit this class was one of her favorites, if only for the samples.

She was looking at the tablets a little askance, though.

"Datapads?"
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[personal profile] chirpchirpchirp 2018-09-12 02:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't know, I guess we'll--" Vette took the tablet and glanced at it.

And then pulled a double-take.

"-- see."

Her eyes had gone a little wide. She wasn't going to get emotional or anything, but there was no mistake that she was surprised.

"Oh, wow. Hey..."
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Sabine Wren
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Vette looked utterly and entirely casual as she held the tablet close to her chest.

She was white-knuckling it a little bit. Casually white-knuckling.

"Well. Then I guess I'm going to have to make some ravioli, aren't I?"
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Prompto Argentum
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"Mmm! Tasty little pasta pockets!" Prompto said with approval, eyeing the raviolis with the excitement of a young man who truly did love food, and a young man who was glad it was just sampling because otherwise this class would be real trouble for him.

He also may have gone a little over-the-top with looking thoughtful and humming a little as he sampled, nodding his head, rubbing his chin, throwing in an "Ah, interesting" and "Mm, yes, I see," and overall doing his very best Ignis Scientia impression.

It was just kind of a shame Iggy wasn't here to truly appreciate it.
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[personal profile] hashtag_chocobro 2018-09-12 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
After flipping through the resources on the tablet for a little bit and reminding himself that he had to try to make one of these, Prompto decided to go with the last one with the butternut squash. It felt slightly less intimidating and a little more his speed. So he gave the recipe one more look before setting to getting the ingredients and the stuff he'd need and got it all situated in his station, and then...

...stood there for a moment, looking at all the stuff that he was supposed to magically turn into food, and remembered why he'd just get fast food more often than not.

He clapped his hands together to psyche himself up, slipped off his gloves and carefully set them aside (with perhaps just a little subconscious rubbing of the barcode on his wrist), and said, "Alright! Ravioli! Here we go!"

No longer able to put it off, Prompto just...started. And hoped he wasn't screwing it up too bad.