House crashing

[queen_stabbity]

Who Ceilidh, Sion and Ryner
Where Sion and Ryner's house.
When Lunchtime
Summary Ceilidh invited herself over and is letting herself in.
Note Closed.


After talking to Rose, Ceilidh made her way to Sion and Ryner's place. No humans were home but that didn't really matter to much to her. Picking locks and breaking into places was relatively easy for Ceilidh. She'd learned how to pick them starting when she was four. It was a family game to lock someone up in a room and see how long it took for them to break out. When she learned that other families didn't do that, she'd been quite bewildered. Lock picks were pretty easy to make. They weren't the best lock picks, but they were ... decent.

The lack of security surprised her, no wards, no horseshoe above the door at the very least. Which was good - she wasn't that good at breaking through wards.

With Pickles playing watch, she hummed quietly to herself as she picked the front door's lock.

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[tearsofademon]

Sitting on the kitchen counter, at the moment, was a bag full of ripe tomatoes, a couple of fresh cloves of garlic, some jars of assorted spices, and some chopped up what passes for sausage, along with a large pot and some spoons and knives. The spice cabinet was also open, however, and its contents rustled a little.

Much as she still missed her old life, Marian had to admit that some days, there were advantages to being a ghost. Like being able to get inside the spice cabinet all the way into the back corner where a silly prankster had decided to stash the oregano for some odd reason. Back when she was alive, she would have probably needed to dig out a stool.

(But there are benefits to deep cupboards too. Like Shira not being able to get into the spices.)

She was still halfway inside the cabinet, though, when she heard someone come into the kitchen, and peeked out uncertainly when she realized that she didn't recognize who it was.

[queen_stabbity]

"Hello!" Ceilidh said as she entered the kitchen. Princess She Who Devours the Darkness in People's Souls, landed on the counter next to her. A bright smile shined on her face as she faced Marian.

"I was told that you were the person to talk to about the kitchen and anything to do with it."

Yes, Ceilidh is just acting like they knew each other and she belonged there. Or at least, they were friends even if they didn't know each other. Everything would be fine and dandy and awesome with everyone.

[tearsofademon]

...Well, she seemed friendly enough. And if she was looking to use the kitchen, there was certainly nothing nefarious about that. So Marian decided to peek a little further out of the cupboard.

Hence, there was now an inky black slightly bird-like shadow thing peeking curiously out of the cupboard, one arm holding onto a jar of oregano. The Yamask stopped shy of actually coming out, but she did make herself visible, at least.

"How strange. No one told me we would be having guests tonight..." she muttered, mostly to herself.

[queen_stabbity]

"It's a surprise!" Ceilidh said to her. "For Sion. He doesn't know I'm coming but, Rose said I should."

She beamed brightly. Marian is absolutely fantastic looking in her mind - it's like a cross between a ghost and a bird. How cool is that!?

"I was thinking about making pie."

[tearsofademon]

...Well that was even stranger still, that this woman could understand her. Surprising enough that Marian briefly ducked a little further into the cabinet.

But if she was hoping to cook a pie for Sion, that meant that this stranger was a good person with good taste, if nothing else. And, well, if Rose had invited her, it made sense that she wouldn't say anything to Marian about it...

So she floated out of the cabinet, still hiding a little behind her mask. "Pie sounds like a wonderful idea for a surprise. Do you have something in particular in mind?"

[queen_stabbity]

Keeping to the edges of the kitchen, since she noticed that Marian seemed to be a bit skittish, Ceilidh nodded. "Pie is always a wonderful thing! Does Sion have a favorite fruit or something? We could make him that."

After all, she wasn't making a pie for herself. If she were it'd be raspberries. Also, she didn't know exactly what fruit exist in this world, really.

[tearsofademon]

Less skittish than uncertain, really, but there wasn't really much difference.

Marian thought for a moment. "Well, he's not overly fond of anything too sweet, I've noticed. He does usually seem to like rhubarb pie, though."

[queen_stabbity]

"Then we can make that... if you have rhubarb?" Ceillidh said, spreading out her hands in an expansive gesture that seemed to encompass everything around them.

[tearsofademon]

"We should," she replied, already going over to the fridge to see. "I asked Elfy to get some the other day, so as long as Shira didn't get into that too... And if not, I can always ask Gail."

[queen_stabbity]

"We should make two pies if we can - some for Sion and Ryner and some for you guys, if you want one." Leaning up against the counter she started to untie the laces of her shoes and kick them off.

Very carefully, she placed the shoes against the wall and dropped her pack next to it. Then she headed over to the sink and started washing her hands. "Fresh rhubarb is fantastic."