[She's far from being a chef, but she can make do. Living on the road made it so you had to learn how to fend for yourself. Defend yourself from bandits. Get your own food. Cook it to the point that you don't get sick and die from food poisoning.
In the kitchen of her new, temporary, housing, Lina has a stack of cooked fish - which look more like charcoal than edible food - and said pile is as tall as she standing upright atop the table, blocking out the seated figure of the teenage female, who is busy eating each one in three bites or less. Look on the up-side, she is at least chewing her food, albeit a little aggressively.]
[9 | Random Encounter]
[It wasn't true. The little ball of fluff didn't know what he was talking about. She was the great and powerful sorceress Lina Inverse. There was no way she had lost her magic powers after arriving in this strange new place. And while she hadn't entirely been searching for a fight to prove otherwise, coming across the weird bat-looking creature was incentive enough to prove the little fuzz-ball wrong.]
Lets start things off with a bang. [Knuckles crack together before her right hand extends outward, palm upward.] Oh, source of all power, light which burns beyond crimson, let thy power gather in my hand. FIRE....BALL!
[Instead of a bright, fiery ball of pain and collateral damage, there is nothing. Not so much as even a spark. Just an empty palm and utter disappointment.]
This can't be! Why can't I -?
[Oh. Right. The monster.]
Ahaha...right. Well, would you look at the time. Sorry I can't stay and chat, but I gotta go!
[Its the only verbal cue given before Lina has turned tail and run. She's gotta figure out this whole 'magic powers are missing' thing before she ends up getting killed. Which might be an issue, since the monster is chasing her and she's wanting nothing to do with it.]
Lina Inverse | Slayers Try | Be gentle, yeah?
[She's far from being a chef, but she can make do. Living on the road made it so you had to learn how to fend for yourself. Defend yourself from bandits. Get your own food. Cook it to the point that you don't get sick and die from food poisoning.
In the kitchen of her new, temporary, housing, Lina has a stack of cooked fish - which look more like charcoal than edible food - and said pile is as tall as she standing upright atop the table, blocking out the seated figure of the teenage female, who is busy eating each one in three bites or less. Look on the up-side, she is at least chewing her food, albeit a little aggressively.]
[9 | Random Encounter]
[It wasn't true. The little ball of fluff didn't know what he was talking about. She was the great and powerful sorceress Lina Inverse. There was no way she had lost her magic powers after arriving in this strange new place. And while she hadn't entirely been searching for a fight to prove otherwise, coming across the weird bat-looking creature was incentive enough to prove the little fuzz-ball wrong.]
Lets start things off with a bang. [Knuckles crack together before her right hand extends outward, palm upward.] Oh, source of all power, light which burns beyond crimson, let thy power gather in my hand. FIRE....BALL!
[Instead of a bright, fiery ball of pain and collateral damage, there is nothing. Not so much as even a spark. Just an empty palm and utter disappointment.]
This can't be! Why can't I -?
[Oh. Right. The monster.]
Ahaha...right. Well, would you look at the time. Sorry I can't stay and chat, but I gotta go!
[Its the only verbal cue given before Lina has turned tail and run. She's gotta figure out this whole 'magic powers are missing' thing before she ends up getting killed. Which might be an issue, since the monster is chasing her and she's wanting nothing to do with it.]