✿ nanako dojima ( 堂島 菜々子 )
23 August 2010 @ 12:13 am
5;; ☁ [ VIDEO ]  
[ Souji is seen leaning over a worktop - one of the inn's huge soup pots is currently stationed on the surface, its contents unseen. Evidently, he's unaware of the rolling camera. He glances back to look at his lovely sous chefs - Val and Nanako - and smiles. ]

Valeria, would you be able to chop these finely for me?

[ And he pushes a board laden with greens over to her. ]

Huh? Oh, sure! No problem.

[ Valeria practically beams at the request and draws the board smoothly to her. She turns her attention briefly to the far counter, where a number of knives are already laid safetly out of Nanako's reach, and shows little to no hesitation in drawing what some might identify as a chef's knife from the available selection. She returns her attention to the greens after analyzing the knife briefly, drawing them up in a proper patter, and then --

Chachachachachacha!

-- begins to chop them with marked precision at an abnormally fast pace, so much so that the action is almost a song. ]

[ After a slight moment of climbing - the girl needs to stand on a box just to be able to watch what's going on on top of the counters - Nanako just stares at the chopping with wide admiring eyes in awe, silenced by the show. At least her mood seems to have become better by a lot by now, perhaps because of the cooking gathering. Nanako hasn't seen much people in the kitchen at work, just Souji actually, but she knows enough to be able to see that Valeria's work is really good. ]


W-wow! That's so fast!

[ And Souji's eyes are drawn to it, too, eyebrows raising minutely beneath his fringe. His smile is quirked by Nanako's exclamation, however, as he turns back to the pan.]

Mm. You'll have to teach us sometime.

[ Nanako stares at the cutting more in fascination, but then turns around towards the camera as something seems to dawn upon her. ]

Ah! I think it turned on when I put it down!

[ She gets off the box and trots over to the communicator, getting a bit too close to it before taking a step back to a reasonable distance. Suddenly the idea dawns upon her that this is almost like television and she turns a slight bit more timid. ]

Um.. E-everyone, let's hope.. it turns out real good!

[ There's one last (slightly nervous, but happy) smile before the feed clicks off. ]
 
 
 
 
 
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