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damned_institute2012-10-09 02:38 pm
showmeyourwreath) wrote in damned_institute2012-10-09 02:38 pm
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Night 66: Kitchen
[From here]
Whether this would be a smart stopover or not would remain to be seen--in that it would be the best idea if she didn't see anything at all--but she wasn't going too much out of her way, here. It was along the path, and she could find something useful. She was limited in the amount of magic she could use, so she'd have to make do with other means. Any that she could find.
Flora walked along, opening cupboards with her free hand while she shined the light with the other. Cookie sheets...pass, can opener...no, thank you. Pot? She grabbed it by the long handle and deftly twisted it with a flick of her wrist. Oh, yes. Pot. This would come in handy. She tucked it under her arm to the time being as she continued to rummage.
The drawers were next. Flora opened them as fast as she could without rattling things, ignoring things like egg beaters, and other things she had no use for. She helped herself to a ladle, two stirring spoons, both metal, and some dish cloths. She opened another drawer and couldn't stop herself from smiling.
Knives.
They weren't Specialist-grade, but they would have to do. She took a minute to wrap one, and some other things in some of the cloths she found, both to keep them from tearing into her pillow case, and also to muffle the noise. That wouldn't have done her any favours. Placing everything in the case and keeping another knife in hand, she headed out to leave. No time to dally.
[To here]
Whether this would be a smart stopover or not would remain to be seen--in that it would be the best idea if she didn't see anything at all--but she wasn't going too much out of her way, here. It was along the path, and she could find something useful. She was limited in the amount of magic she could use, so she'd have to make do with other means. Any that she could find.
Flora walked along, opening cupboards with her free hand while she shined the light with the other. Cookie sheets...pass, can opener...no, thank you. Pot? She grabbed it by the long handle and deftly twisted it with a flick of her wrist. Oh, yes. Pot. This would come in handy. She tucked it under her arm to the time being as she continued to rummage.
The drawers were next. Flora opened them as fast as she could without rattling things, ignoring things like egg beaters, and other things she had no use for. She helped herself to a ladle, two stirring spoons, both metal, and some dish cloths. She opened another drawer and couldn't stop herself from smiling.
Knives.
They weren't Specialist-grade, but they would have to do. She took a minute to wrap one, and some other things in some of the cloths she found, both to keep them from tearing into her pillow case, and also to muffle the noise. That wouldn't have done her any favours. Placing everything in the case and keeping another knife in hand, she headed out to leave. No time to dally.
[To here]