Red flags

[thelegendof]

RED FLAGS meme

Sure, you may look like a total catch, but what's the catch? Maybe everything isn't what it seems.

how to play
- forget what you think you know about memes.
- forget the traditional subject line. no prefs. no character info.
- what do you put there instead? verbalize the red flag(s) that should, in a just world, come attached to your characters. be honest. be brutal.
- with this forbidden knowledge in mind, the rest of bakerstreet has to decide whether they wouldn't touch that with a ten-foot pole or if they'd throw caution to the wind and still go for it.

Comments

[wroughten_iron]

N-No, I don't think quite to that extreme but there certainly are gradients in between.

[At least he learned to avoid that one, nondescript restaurant.]

[erbe]

I'll just have to make you try it and have you swallow those words.

[wroughten_iron]

I suppose this is the cost of being mildly cautious?

[erbe]

Just you wait! You'll be begging me for forgiveness!

[wroughten_iron]

[...]

Ah. I suppose, possibly.

[A gentle reminder to kick the young man on his way back.]

Were you thinking of a meat dish or something vegetarian, by the way?

[erbe]

Pork, probably. I'll make sheng jian bao, and sautee vegetables on the side.

[wroughten_iron]

I see. [He was forced to be contrary. It was integral to everything about him. Especially to inspire her into a fury of effort and commitment.]

...So, you're confident when it comes to preparing dumplings?

[erbe]

Of course! I had to help take care of my mom since eight, and then from twelve-on I was mostly by myself with that fake priest checking on me. I needed to be competent in some capacity!

[And since the kitchen was someplace other people (like the maid that helped her care for her mother, like Kirei who would visit) would see she kept it mostly clean unlike her room.]

[wroughten_iron]

It's a treat to hear, though I do recall finding a steamer in the cupboard at some point so it's no surprise.

[Fried, one could always do a little bit more, so he was curious how she'd go about preparing it.

He hoped she'd at least have a good memory or two on that subject. At eight, he was... no, that was a blank. Static, at best. Even so, he remembered something warm about learning even if he had no idea who taught him and when.]

Do you mind if I observe? There's the possibility that I could learn a thing or two.

[erbe]

Hah, you take pride in your tea and your cooking, but somehow this is a blind spot for you? Sure, but you'll have to bite your tongue a little more than usual if you're going to be an observer.

[wroughten_iron]

[This girl.]

Is that your understanding of it? I should value the esteem you once held for me, then. Perhaps I should recant my humility and instead propose that I could learn more from your mistakes?

[Love could be considered the best sauce but he was well aware that spite was fairly potent as well.]

[erbe]

Keep this up and I will ban you from the kitchen for the entire time I'm in it.

[He's so... so... SO...!]

[wroughten_iron]

Had you not considered that I only just wanted to watch you cook?

[wait]

THAT ICON... SHE'S TITTY HEIGHT... howareyousosmall.meme

[erbe]

—Eh?

[Is he for real right now?]

Then why didn't you just say so?

[Pot vs Kettle.]

he absorbed all the other emiyas to get that big

[wroughten_iron]

[He made an unhappy noise.]

Even if I wasn't being direct, I wasn't being dishonest either. When you cook[alone] for years, you develop habits.

Who knows? Perhaps I've forgotten something with time and you could remind me.

[Pivoting 180 degrees just to get past saying that--]

lorge

[erbe]

Ah, so the man who insists on his eternal death is looking for little sparks of life to look forward to?

largcher

[wroughten_iron]

[He could lift her and stick her in a cupboard if he really wanted to.]

Who made the mistake of telling you that devilishness is charming? Tcch. Never mind how you'll fret and fuss under my watchful eye.

[erbe]

Okay. That's it. Banned from the kitchen while I cook.

[He'll just complain. He'll complain and yap and won't shut up until she drops the whole shaker of salt into the sauce and it'll be ruined.]

[wroughten_iron]

[Dematerialization was probably off-limits, too.]

A sound strategic choice, even if somewhat dishonorable.

[erbe]

[What she doesn't know might not hurt her.]

Dishonorable? I'm not trying to beat your cooking.

[Some how she feels like that particular hill may be insurmountable, and as Tohsaka always says... no use in trying if she knows she's not going to be good at it. She'll stick with what she's talented in.]

[wroughten_iron]

Hm. [It was completely his fault that he phrased it that way and yet, he was still disappointed. Time for him to soak in his own dishwashing liquid.]

Then, as an apology, I'll handle the clean-up. [A beat. A little stubbornness slipped past.] Maybe next time you'll let me watch.

[erbe]

I suppose if you have no intent to redeem yourself before dinner, then yes. Perhaps next time.

[wroughten_iron]

Hm. Well, since you declined at first, I started thinking of a vintage bottle of port I received the other day.

I might slip into the kitchen for a glass to use.

[erbe]

Received? Are you getting gifted alcohol because you let those muscles of yours hang out so often?

[wroughten_iron]

[Did he deliberately dress so that his top button would occasionally strain against his pecs? Sometimes. Not at work, though!]

I haven't the slightest idea what you mean. I dress rather modestly, Rin. [Was his undershirt painted on? Yes. The future had all kinds of handy fabrics.]