I can move mountains, I can work a miracle [OPEN]

[rassera]

WHO: The residents of Nonah 05 + YOU!
WHERE: Nonah, Residence #005
WHEN: All month long (January)
WHAT: Nonah 05 open log for January Shenanigans
WARNINGS: Obligatory Bull and Tetsuo warnings apply.


Starters will be appearing in the comments. If you want something specific from any one person (Kaneda rassera, Tetsuo iamtetsuo, Bull rideme and Ken amadaman), feel free to drop them a line and ask! Otherwise, feel free to add your own starters for the whole household or individual residents as you like.

Comments

Jan 23rd; 10PM

[rassera]

[It's a cold night out in Nonah, and with snow dusting the streets and the wind howling against the paneling of the house, it's definitely one where you stay inside. The house is almost eerily quiet, dim with a few lights pocketed around to give a dull glow. The only sounds that are heard are from the kitchen, and even then, that's nothing suspicious. The kitchen always seemed to be used at some point or another, with how many people are in the house.

Hours pass, and Kaneda makes his way through the house, feet silent on the carpet as he navigates, making his way up or down the stairs. At some point, he'll pass by his room, heels pivoting to enter the room.

And there, Kaneda sets the bowl on the windowsill, making sure it doesn't have a chance to fall. It's kitsune udon, warm and ready, with some chopsticks stolen taken from the local takeout place bridged across the bowl, paper wrapping and all. The broth's warmth fills the air, and the smell carries through the entire room. The noodles are homemade thanks to Aunt Cass teaching him, the broth seasoned and topped with green onions. Meat is underneath, some of it boar, some of it fish from the marketplace. Two tofu pockets sit on the side, and narutomaki scattered across as well.

But most importantly, there's a note left on the bowl, written in a scrawly Japanese.

Wan-chan. with a little dog head drawn next to it.

Kaneda leans over, making sure that he doesn't spill it over the side of the window, and takes out the dog whistle to call Inuyasha. With a few puffs into it, he knocks on the side of the house three times, his knuckles rapping loudly against it. That should get his attention.

With that, he starts to head out, knowing the hanyo should be on his way soon.

Feel free to catch him in the act, or to discover it later.]

[tsundog]

[Almost as if on cue, all the commotion attracts the oddly-clothed boy as he drops down from the roof, easily supporting himself from his precarious position on the windowsill.]

Kaneda, you'd better be fucking dying if you're puffing on that damn whistle three time-

[He stops, noticing the bowl - more importantly, the aroma rising into his nose.]

Hm?

[What's this? He picks up the bowl, chopsticks and note in his other hand as he casually slides back inside the house through that window. His expression lights up like a firecracker as all the ins and outs of the udon teases his senses. Forget Kaneda, he has to finish this thing first!]

[So, sitting down on the floor, bowl in hand, and the wooden chopsticks split, he starts to slurp up some of those thick noodles.]

[rassera]

[And there Kaneda is coming into view, easing out of the shadows as he leans against the doorframe, hands in his pockets...as if he had been waiting for Inuyasha to show up the whole time.

The way he eats isn't an insult in the least. Hell, if Inuyasha's slurping them up like -THAT-, it means that he did a good job in making it.

Not even a punch to the face can stop him from smiling now, brushing his knuckles on his chest.]

Whatcha think, wan-chan?