New Plan, Step One: Provide For My Community [open]

[summerdude]

Magnus needs something to change, so when a Mansion calendar helpfully informs him that it's International Falafel Day back on Earth, he goes to the library for some cookbooks, and then to the kitchen.

He lays out ten different falafel recipes. He gathers the ingredients they list, as best as he can understand them. He has canned chickpeas and fresh chickpeas and dried chickpeas and chickpea flour and box mixes of falafel that say 'just add water!'

Cripes.

"I can do this," he says, peering at the assorted recipes intently for a good ten minutes, and then takes the dried chickpeas over to the sink to rinse and soak.

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[summerdude]

"You got it," Magnus says, grin widening for just a moment. Then he glances at their ingredients. "Okay, what next?"

[sporesprouter]

"We mix them together and then add hot water, stirring that in."

[summerdude]

"Right." Magnus starts mixing them together. "What other boring stories did Charlie have?"

[sporesprouter]

"With one princess, he went into a detailed description of what he'd had for breakfast, down to counting pieces of his scrambled eggs and putting them in size categories."

[summerdude]

"It's official. Charlie is my hero."

[sporesprouter]

Tress laughs at that. "He's my hero too."

[summerdude]

"I wish Alex could, like, transmit him a message about how she got here."

[sporesprouter]

"Me too. Or at least where I am, even. So he knows."

[summerdude]

"Did you know that Hanguang-jun can sometimes get messages to his brother, somehow?" Magnus asks, going to get some hot water.

[sporesprouter]

"I didn't know that, no. That's... I'm glad for him, and for his brother."

[summerdude]

"He says it's cultivation, but maybe there's a way...?"

[sporesprouter]

"If there's one way, maybe there are others?"

[summerdude]

"Yeah! Exactly." Magnus starts pouring the measured hot water carefully in to the bowl. "I was able to see Alex. In my dreams. But I couldn't reach her. Like, she confirmed that the stuff I saw actually happened, but she had no idea I was, like, there."

[sporesprouter]

"Oh, that's incredible. It's... I dream about Charlie, but I don't think they're real like that."

[summerdude]

"Yeah," says Magnus, apologetic. "I had these, like -- well, not prophetic, but accurate dreams of stuff happening in the moment before I got here."

[sporesprouter]

"So did you know it was the same thing immediately when they happened here?"

[summerdude]

Magnus shakes his head. "I hoped," he says. The mixture is getting kind of tough to stir, so he starts to put his augmented muscles into it. "Alex confirmed it for me on the day she visited."

[sporesprouter]

"I'm glad she made it here to you."

[summerdude]

Magnus closes his eyes for a moment. "Me freaking too, Tress. Me freaking too." Then he opens them again. "I wonder if we all take a vote and agree it's most important for Charlie to come next, if he'll show up?"

[sporesprouter]

It's Tress's turn to close her eyes for a moment. "I wish it were that easy."

[summerdude]

"I'm sorry," Magnus hastens to say. "I can drop it."

[sporesprouter]

She opens her eyes again and shakes her head, smiling a little. "It's okay. I'm glad it's not just me who wishes he were here."

[summerdude]

"It's not," Magnus assures her. "He sounds really, really great." He glances down at the bowl. "Do you think this is mixed enough?"

[sporesprouter]

She looks down at it. "Yes, that looks good, I think. Next we just have to let it sit for at least ten minutes."

[summerdude]

"Cool. Root beer?" Magnus asks, going over to the fridge.