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Kristoff Bjorgman ([personal profile] malodorous) wrote in [community profile] maskormenacelogs 2014-02-22 10:13 am (UTC)

"Well, I... I know what a stove is. People have stoves," he started, crouching for a moment to set his things down in the hall, out of the way and (hopefully) unobtrusive. Then he came fully into the kitchen to inspect the things he was being told about. He knew what a stove was, alright, this just... Wasn't like any stove he'd ever seen. "They just... You know. They usually have a fire thing going on."

And the refrigerator... He might have guessed it was what it was, if he'd been made to guess, at least where it came to the item's purpose. Method of functioning was a different matter, same as the stove. If there was any appliance in any house that he might have been readily familiar with back in Arendelle and beyond, it was the icebox, and this one is so impressive and weirdly large! He seemed less worried about being intrusive here, and he moved to open the door. The structure was different, the light was a confusing yet interesting touch, and it was suitably cold. So the ice must have been kept behind the other door, right?

He popped that one open, too, and... There was no great block of ice present. There was ice, but it wasn't enough to make something this large work, and the chamber was freezing, ice formed along the walls in some places... It'd been made in there. Closing both doors as if the whole thing had offended him, he turned to face Nelson once more. "It's cold in there."

Which, yes, the other man had already mentioned, but... The thing was icing itself. Come on.

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