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[lecentre]

[Someone's in much better spirits now that he's back on the ship. Breathing a sigh of relief, Courfeyrac runs his thumb over the ring on his finger in a newly developed anxious habit... He hasn't been seen over this since he broadcasted the writing on his face some time ago.]

Not that I mind being let off the ship every now and again, as that provides a great little vacation from this place... But must it always be so...

[He looks like he's having trouble finding the right words... and instead of continuing that train of thought? He simply lets it linger... and after a long pause, he continues:]

Regardless! Let me instead pose this question: Would anyone be willing to teach me how to cook a bit better than I currently can? Variety is the spice of life, after all, and there's only so much I am capable of doing so far. I am willing to trade this knowledge for lessons in fencing, if anyone's so inclined to do so.

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[vivelavenir]

I ought to be offended that canned cheese is not enough for you.

How terribly bourgeoisie.

[wheeloffire]

What is it that you wish to cook? I'm not as good of a cook as my friend, but I can try for you nonetheless.

[voice]

[ryuuzaki]

I can't teach you to cook, but I'd be interested in learning to fence.

Bail Organa was offering cooking lessons recently. If he doesn't get back to you here, and you contact him privately, the offer may still be open.

[lecentre]

Canned cheese is not enough for most people, Jehan. I would hope you don't take too much offense to this.

[lecentre]

Something more than what I know how to-- which is very little. Anything you could teach me would be much appreciated.

[he'll stay in video, meanwhile]

[lecentre]

Ah, you see! I knew someone was offering recently, I just wasn't aware whom. I'll be sure to be in touch with him...

And I would more than happily teach you to fence if you do not mind my being a bit rusty at it.

[vivelavenir]

I will not, if I might see your technique in fencing.

Have your blades come in the jumps?

[lecentre]

How is it that you have not seen it yet? I will gladly show you-- But I'm afraid my blades have yet to appear.

I will have to teach with long poles or wooden dowels for now.

[wheeloffire]

I shall do my best.

...Did you want to meet?

[trouvaille]

( ilde's response is mostly because courfeyrac bears an unaccountable resemblance to someone she's probably related to, even if it's blatantly obvious they aren't the same person, but-- )

I got a few lessons from my uncle, when I was younger. I could show you a few things, and I'd be interested in the trade.

[ryuuzaki]

Keep it in mind. I can't guarantee you that his recipes will be to your taste, but what's the chance that we have the ingredients for foods that are to anyone's tastes, here?

As far as the fencing goes, that's not a problem. In fact, I may be able to teach you a few things in exchange.

[nightblogs]

Just get someone to cook for you, dude.

[vivelavenir]

Oh? You will do battle against an invisible foe with a wooden dowel?

A regular pirate on the high seas of fiction, you are.

[lecentre]

I assure you, it will be the most impressive thing you've seen in quite some time.

[lecentre]

Whenever is the most convenient for you, I would appreciate it.

[lecentre]

[He laughs.]

It is a wonder we've survived this long with such slim choices on food.

I would appreciate anything that can be taught in turn. It will be interesting to see what technique has changed over the years.

[lecentre]

Did he, then? I would be honored to trade knowledge with you, mademoiselle. Simply name the time and place, and I will be there.

[lecentre]

[He laughs a little at that, shaking his head.]

I could. However, I'm looking to become a little more self sufficient-- and perhaps to surprise someone close to me with a meal.

[nightblogs]

Oh yeah? You got a girlfriend or something?

[vivelavenir]

That's not the first time you've said that about your wooden dowel.

[All right, so he's blushing... but it was worth the joke.]

[lecentre]

[A hint of a blush? Maybe. He won't admit it.]

And it is just as true now as it was then.

[lecentre]

It's best not to expose too much information over the network where anyone can come across it. My surprises may be ruined that way.

[vivelavenir]

Monsieur, your cheeks rival my own.

[Admitting it for him.]

I disagree with your assessment, however.

[lecentre]

I'm sure I don't know what you mean.

[Denying it.]

And what are you implying there, hm?

[vivelavenir]

[A soft roll of eyes; charlatan and cheat! Courfeyrac do too know, but he was a pretty liar when he was obvious about it, and so it must be left to rest.

Clearing his throat and trying not to turn scarlet now, he kept pace with the innuendo- a last effort to, anyway, before his embarrassment might get the better of him.]

That it has not been 'quite some time' since I have last seen it.

[lecentre]

[Oh, but he enjoyed that color on Jehan's cheeks. Grinning just a little brighter...]

But it's been quite some time since I've made the suggestion.

[vivelavenir]

The suggestion that I ought to be impressed? You have certainly 'impressed upon' me. Or do you mean you wish to assure me it will continue to be impressive?

[Clearing his throat a little.]

Your fencing skills, I mean.

[lecentre]

I would care to think you are already impressed and continue to be...

[He chuckles a little, raising his eyebrow.]

By my fencing skills... Yes, of course.

[nightblogs]

So you don't have a girlfriend and now you feel like a loser if you admit it.

[vivelavenir]

[A soft snort and a downturn of his head, unable to continue the joke any further, the embarrassment having caught up to him.]

I am not unimpressed.

Though I may be, when I see you joust with a spatula and fry pan.