#where is the fucking flavor where is the slay where is the serve. please

[quilfish-swan]

well. mountain shaper and moon carver human designs suck very much so. i will be redesigning them.

[silverlight013]

Ebony and Fire Chapter 3

Chapter 3

"Ah, it seems my timing was correct, I hope we're hungry."

"Oh man, that smells amazing, what is it?"

"This; would be a Mother and Child Rice Bowl."

"A what now?"

Ignis smiles as he gets plates down from the cabinets and set the table. Prompto goes on a head of me and takes a seat while I hang back in the doorway; Ignis notices immediately.

"Is there something wrong, my dear?" Concern crosses his face as he takes a step toward me.

"No, um…I'm fine." I shake my head and head towards them. "But…uh…what is it made with that made the creator call it that…"

As I walk into the kitchen I notice how from here you can't see the front door, so if anyone were to come in, you wouldn't see them until the last minute.

"Yes, now that you mention it, the name is a bit boarish, but this dish is made with a Chickatrice leg, Birdbeast egg, and Saxham rice." He smiles at me, seeming pleased with himself.

Chickatrice leg? Birdbeast egg? Saxham rice? What the hell is he talking about?

As Ignis begins to serve Prompto I reach the table and pop a squat, seeing exactly what he's talking about. The realization of what those words translate into for me his so hard I start to laugh at myself, that sick feeling fading away.

Oh, ha-ha! It's just chicken and scrambled eggs on top of rice! I was scared there for a minute. This place sure does have some weird names for stuff.

Ignis drops a rather small portion onto my plate, my stomach growls in response. "I want you to try this much first, if you can hold it down you may help yourself to more." I stare up at him, detecting a sort of parental instinct. It strikes me as odd.

It's like he just turned into my mother…

"Un, okay Ignis." A small grin forms on his face and he turns and heads toward the door.

"I'm going to fetch Gladiolus and Noct; I'll be back momentarily. Prompto I trust you'll look after her."

"You got it Iggy."

As Ignis strolls past me I follow him with my eyes, catching a glimpse of how tight his shirt actually is from behind. I watch the way it stretches over his shoulders and lithe frame, as if it was tailored just perfectly and tight enough to be able to make out just a bit of muscle. His dark purple shirt sleeves are still rolled up but I now I see that he's tucked it into his slim slacks. Naturally my eyes travel down and I can't help but watch him gracefully walk away.

"See something you like?" Prompto's whisper snaps me out of it and I embarrassingly turn back around.

"What? Ah...now I was just curious about where he was going…" I look down at the rice, chicken, and egg goop on my plate, pick up the spoon beside it, and start to pick at it.

Man that was a shitty cover…I didn't mean to check him out…that was so embarrassing…

"Yeah, mhm." Prompto grins as he continues to shovel food in his face. I sigh before gently putting a spoonful into my mouth.

A familiar flavor bursts over my tongue and every taste bud aches with happiness. The food is so good that even my jaw begins to ache, causing my eyes to close and my hand to involuntarily rise and cradle my face, I can hear Prompto chuckle.

"It's good isn't it? Ignis is the best cook. This is actually one of Nocts faves, I like it too, but I like Iggy's spicy stuff even more. Then again there isn't really anything that Iggy makes that I don't like…except the Tofu…I hate the Tofu." He shudders slightly causing me to raise an eyebrow.

"Yeah this is really good actually." I eat and eat and eat and it seems as though nothing can quell my ravenous hunger. Every few spoonfuls I take a sip of whatever fruit-juice-esque concoction they gave me.

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Suddenly the door opens and voices drift into the Kitchen.

"Sorry I'm late, Iggy. I came as fast as I could, but I was taking care of some daemons over by Ravatoh. Is she awake?"

Oh, a female voice…something feels familiar about it though…I just can't place it.

"It's alright. She actually woke up on her own and was even able to bathe by herself. Physically she seems fine aside from being sore, but I'm afraid mentally she's a bit unwell. She had a minor panic attack upon awakening the first time, and while that's to be expected after waking up in a strange place, her memory doesn't seem to be intact so I have yet to questioned her." There is an undertone of sadness in his voice.

"I see…at least she's okay physically, but memory loss, that's rough…Where is she now?"

"In the Kitchen with Prompto, eating."

I'm about to put another spoonful into my mouth as both Ignis and the mystery woman round the corner, my eyes travel over to them and I catch hers first, she freezes and I pause with the spoon just inches from my face. Her eyes go wide and something begins to stir in the back of my mind.

I know that face…

"You…" The word falls from her mouth with confusion and shock, then instantly changes to anger.

I stare for one more second as my brain finally clicks and my spoon clatters to my plate.

"Samn?!" Memories come flooding back in waves; I cry out in agony as my hands jump to cradle my skull. Ignis rushes to my side and I hear Prompto's chair skitter across the floor as he too must just to his feet. I attempt to stand up, to reach her, but I sink to my knees in a useless heap as another wave comes crashing through me. I can only watch through teary eyes as my creation turns on her heels and angrily storms off.

Somehow Ignis manages to get me to my feet and despite the piercing pain in my skull and his urging for me to sit back down; I manage to unsteadily chase after her out into the street.

"Samn, wait! Please!" She stops short and furiously snaps around, I damn near trip trying to stop.

"What?!" Her tone is sharp and her face twisted in anger, something in the back of my mind tells me this isn't like her at all.

Why is she so angry with me?

"Why are you so angry? What are you doing here, aren't you supposed to be away at college?" My breathing has become heavy as I struggle with the pain, but I try my best to hang in there.

"I was! But now, because of you I'm stuck here!" I keel over slightly and press my palms into my knees to keep me standing as the pain intensifies beyond my tolerance. Her voice is loud enough for everyone to hear and through the splitting pain a thought bubbles up in the form of realization.

"You don't remember any of this…" My voice is quiet as it slips out.

"What the fuck are you talking about?!" She raises her voice again causing another thunderbolt of agony.

Ugh my fucking head…gotta get her to quiet down…

"Please, calm down…I'm not sure why, but at the end of this adventure…you'll have no memory of ever being here…" I squint, trying to see through the pain and remain in the realm of the conscious, but I can tell that I'm going to lose this fight.

I know who I am now…I know what I was working on back home; her final adventure, her love story, her tragedy…I remember…writing about how upset she was because she couldn't summon the Keyblade and she thought it has forsaken her…

"I don't remember a whole adventure?!" She glances around, realizing the scene she's been causing and quiets down. "That's impossible, not even Castle Oblivion could take my memories away…" She trails off and my chest tightens.

This woman, my creation…I've caused you so much pain…I'm so sorry…you have every right to hate me.

"I'm just as confused as you are…I remember stuff from home but I don't even know how I got here." I pause as my vision begins to tunnel from the excruciating pain. "But I need to know…how old are you and can you still summon the Keyblade?" Her eyebrow raises slightly as she folds her arms.

"Um…20…and yeah, I've been here about a week…had to take a job as a hunter to afford food. I use the Keyblade to slay the daemons"

She's 20…good…after this her life takes a turn for the better…and she can still summon the Keyblade so she's safe…for now…

I'm relieved that I relax causing everything around me to blur and tunnel. The last thing I see before the darkness overtakes me is her horror filled face and the boys running toward us.

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