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]

"Yeah," Magnus say, happily. "We're pretty much the Mansion's power couple, longevity-wise."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"And things are going well here?"

[summerdude]

"Yeah," Magnus sighs. "It's amazing how much time you have to, um, hang out? When you don't have to fight lindworms to the death every day?"

[lanselos_du_lac]

He chuckles, "That makes sense."

[summerdude]

"Yeah? You have that classic experience, too?"

[lanselos_du_lac]

"I have," he pauses to consider, "I have more options as to how I spend my time with a partner here. So, I suppose so, yes."

[summerdude]

Oh, right. "Not just in secret, huh."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"Right. It is nice."

[summerdude]

"Wait," Magnus remembers then. "You did meet Alex. Right? He was the cheetah in the greenhouse. When, um..."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"I recall that, but I would hardly say it was a meeting."

[summerdude]

Magnus rolls his eyes. "Just because I was trying not to bleed out or whatever doesn't mean you couldn't have, like, taken in his general vibe of greatness," he says, double-checking the recipe to make sure everything that's supposed to be in the processor is in the processor.

[lanselos_du_lac]

Lancelot does not want to point out to Magnus that by that point he was already likely over-cold and probably dissociating. Instead he says, "I was rather distracted, thinking about what else I needed to bring to Lan Wangji."

[summerdude]

"I have no idea why you'd be distracted," Magnus allows. "It's not like there was a lot going on or anything."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"You're very funny, did you know that?"

[summerdude]

"Yeah," Magnus grins. "If I hadn't been recruited into Odin's army of eternal super-warriors by my untimely death I could've gone into stand-up."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"Explain 'stand up'?" Though this is a clear, open question and not the short directive it sometimes is.

[summerdude]

"Oh. It's a kind of comedy. Someone stands up on a stage and tells jokes. They interact with the audience and stuff too, I guess." He shudders. Public speaking is not his idea of a good time. "I've never actually seen one because in Valhalla if they don't like your joke they kill you and sometimes a guy wants to only be a body once per day, you know? But sometimes we'd do, like, mini talent shows with the kids at the Chase Space, and one or two of them would tell jokes, so that's, like -- similar, probably."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"I see. A performance."

[summerdude]

"Yeah, basically."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"Perhaps," with a note of teasing, "it is better that you were offered the opportunity to become a super-warrior, then."

[summerdude]

Magnus sighs heavily. "I guess. At least I don't have to deal with being in front of an audience this way."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"You don't like to perform for an audience?"

[summerdude]

"Gods no."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"I find it can be very exciting."

[summerdude]

"You like audiences?" Magnus asks, shocked.