Flavor Science is Afoot!

[chocolatechipbadass]

There's a wisp of smoke curling through the Plaza today.

Strange. Spring is supposed to be wet and fresh. A fire this early seems rather suspect, doesn't it? The closer to the source of the smoke the thicker it gets and the smell of burning food or something sweet soon fills the air. It's thick over by the vending machines where a young lady is seated on a picnic table watching with growing frustration as a box of something or other shoots plumes of smoke and fire into the sky.

Next to the flaming box is a plate of misshapen and charred man-hole covers, but they may have once been an attempt at a baked good. Tina eventually looks up from her mess and gives a lopsided shrug of her shoulders.

"Did y'all know non dairy creamer is flammable? Sheeeeyit how's a girl supposed to bake with something if it bursts into flames in the oven?"

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[shardofwinter]

All thoughts of keeping an eye out for Hazel's sudden appearance are forgotten immediately and Reynard scowls. "She's not a ball and chain," he grumbles. "It's nothing like that."

It's simpler the way things are now. Not that 'sugar' wouldn't be nice. With Hazel and soon Tina in his home it's about to become decidedly more difficult to get any.

Tina's questions drags him out of his thoughts and he shakes his head. "No. She's an Autumn spirit. She's connected to all of Nature, but she likes air a lot." He can't help it, looking at Tina again gets him to grin and try to ruffle her hair again. "You've got enough fire in you for four spirits. I don't need anymore fiery people."

[chocolatechipbadass]

Children do make it difficult to pursue that kind of thing.

Perhaps Tina's keeping her workshop in Pandora open for business and the occasional Bunkers and Badasses run might not be a terrible thing for Reynard after all. Though it still doesn't do anything about the whole Hazel problem. Someone Tina is decidedly curious about meeting now that Rey's building her up to be some kind of scary Air Siren.

"Air's seriously underrated. Breathing is pretty dope, yo." This itme she doesn't fight the hair ruffles but giggles and gives a squeal of faux annoyance at having it messed up. She loves the attention. It's something she's been starved of for most of her life.

"No bombs in the cabin. I know, I know. I'll go back to my place on Pandora to work on that kinda thing."

[shardofwinter]

"No bombs, but I can bake with you, and then Hazel can complain that we've made a mess." He grins, as much at the idea of having a partner in mischief as anything else. Setting his hands on his hips, he smiles down at her. "You just tell me when you're ready to move in. Your room is… mostly finished. It's not painted, but it's intact."

Although he should do another check over to make sure there aren't any obvious fire hazards.

[chocolatechipbadass]

"Y'all do know I can probably outrun your dusty ol' bones outside'a Winter if she does get mad, right?"

Tina needles Reynard with her elbow and a hefty dose of eyebrow waggling but she's giggling all the same up at the spirit. She loves the idea of having fun with Reynard more often. Still, hearing her room is ready catches her a bit off guard. Time flies when you're having fun and she hasn't been preparing at all for this.

"Awesome! I gotta settle some stuff back at home on my end so if y'all can give me a few weeks to get in touch with my friends so no one thinks I'm dead or nothin' I should be all good to go." Her smile turns softer.

Tina gets up on tiptoe to hug Reynard again. He's pretty sure he hears a muffled 'thank you' thick with tears but by the time she pulls away she's got herself in order so no one will ever know.

[shardofwinter]

Reynard barks a laugh and scuffs her shoulder lightly. "Not a chance."

But then Tina's response takes him by surprise. It's always a little strange to see anything other than persistent optimism and enthusiasm about even the worst ideas. The sudden half of plans brings the slow, constant march of time to his attention. He can feel it moving at a crawl across his fingertips.

He breaks out of his thoughts with a smile, patting her back while she hugs him. "Of course. Take all the time you need. You can visit them all any time, as well. And if you tell me what your favourite colour is I can paint your room."

[chocolatechipbadass]

"Wanna bet?"

Tina puffs out her cheeks childishly and stamps one foot down in a perfectly bratty show of rebellion but doesn't actually take any sass against Reynard or his suggestions. His actions of affection are much needed for the little girl from the wastelands.

"Yeah, bomb making gotta stay on Pandora. And I gotta run my Bunkers an' Badasses back home too. Oh, OOH! Make it pink can it be pink please ohmyguhhhhh~!"

[shardofwinter]

"I'd bet a whole box of biscuits," Reynard teases with a grin.

Pink? He should have expected that. It's popular these days for girls to like pink. Can he really blame her? It's convenient, especially if there's a lot of red in your life.

"Pink it is!" He declares with a laugh. "That will keep me busy while you put your affairs in order. I'll make sure it's perfect."