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[Xalet]

81st day of Fall, 512AV Reporting to the kitchen which serviced all of the Station as instructed, Xuphim found himself face to face with another Knight, Sera Hylda Vink. The Knight herself lived as many years as Xuphim did, though as a Human aged slightly differently. She had her share of frown lines about her mouth and forehead, but otherwise appeared as a quite well maintained brown haired woman of the order. Her eyes were a startling shade of green, and from what Xuphim had heard she was going on her fourth season at the Station. "Oh, Xuphim, right on time. I'll be needing your assistance." Given the various foods, pans, utensils, and spices sorted all about her, it wasn't difficult to figure out exactly what she was alluding to. The Akalak wasn't about to believe it. "What? What mean to hunt up some meats or something?" he shrugged, trying not to look directly at all of those kitchen goods. Women's work, he figured, best not to focus too deeply on it. "Hm? Oh no, we've got all we need. No I need you to help me with the food preparations. You can begin by cutting carrots. It takes real effort when you're cooking for a few dozen hungry souls. Not everyone takes their meals here, but we always have a pretty good showing as you've seen. A healthy diet is very important to the goals of..." Hylda had already started rationing out the salt as it would be needed for the different dishes, although Xuphim was quick to interrupt her, freezing the motions she had with her measuring spoons. "Whoa whoa whoa. Back up here sister. Have you seen these things?" if a mental image wasn't suitable, Xuphim made sure to bend his right arm at the elbow and flex his bicep, which did well to strain against the fabric of his tunic quite noticeably, "I was made for whipping ass. See the muscles. Xuphim whips the ass. Whips...the ass." he made certain the rather focused point of his argument was well documented. When Hylda turned she was brandishing a rather imposing kitchen knife. Even Xuphim's keen eyes hadn't caught exactly when she had picked it up. She was just dealing with spoons before, wasn't she? Walking up toward the Akalak, Hylda tilted the lengthy kitchen instrument back and forth, clearly unimpressed. Even as she craned her neck backward to look at the man that had a foot and a half on her, she replied quite convincingly, "Oh. Well today Xuphim cuts the carrots. Cuts..." she paused for a mere fraction of a second, jamming the blade down into a cutting board that Xuphim had found himself backing up into, "...the carrots." Xuphim had met his match. A woman that not only wasn't enamored with him, but wasn't intimidated either. His bluff had been so easily called, there was absolutely nothing he could do against a woman. Nothing but begrudgingly obey. "Yeah...fine. It needed to be a little more manly up in this kitchen." he said, pulling the knife free from the board with a little effort. Pulling a carrot out to begin slowly cutting the vegetable into circular parts he suddenly noticed just how many carrots he was dealing with, "Hey what the crap! How many carrots am I cutting?!" "Oh you'll be doing work after the carrots. And like I said, we need to make enough food for a few dozen people. Sometimes folks go back for seconds, you know. Then there's people like YOU, whom have the appetite of a Wing themselves. Also, if you knew how to chop a vegetable correctly, you'd get through this much faster." she stated quite smugly as she loomed behind Xuphim, watching his lack of progress.