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Who: You
When: Day 40, Early Afternoon
Where: Kitchen(= In the common area
What: Magic!

[At approximately the 3 o'clock hour on day 40, there is a loud, odd noise, a bit like a party blower crossed with an explosion. On the wall in the common area you will find the large, irridescent words:]

Well done.

[And you might be somewhat taken with very obvious changes to the building in the north-east corner of the level 3 common area.

First off, it's low front wall has now been covered with a shining metal counter top, complete with indents and glass covers, rather like any mess hall food line. Beyond that you can see a fully formed, industrial grade kitchen. Metal counters for prep areas, shelving for storage, white ceramic plate, bowls, silverware and glasses. Shelves full of stainless steel pots and pans of every size and need, and drawers full of excellent cooking knives (but having come from Hok, they will instantly go dull if used for any purpose other than cooking). Bakeware can also be found, including sheet pans and bread pans, muffin trays and bunt pans.

Large appliances have been taken care of too. There are at least four large ovens, several gas stovetop burners and a large griddle that has a grill attachment. In the corner there is even a brick oven, perfect for wood fire baking. There are several deep sinks, for cleaning dishes and plenty of space to dry them. An entire shelf is full of bright, durable white towels for the task.

And, if you venture into the kitchen and to the back, you will discover walk in pantry, fridge, and freezer. The pantry has been generously stocked with spices, as well as some basic god given baking supplies: sugar, flour, cocoa, yeast, and so on.

Finally, just outside the kitchen itself, there are several long, mess hall style wooden tables.

Basically, Thusia, you have a fully stocked kitchen, with everything you need to feed the populace, minus the actual food and, of course, chefs.]

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Of course I am. That's why ya should trust me.

....Yeah, something like that.

...isn't it?

I do trust you. Doesn't mean I'm happy about you know what.

...good.

I don't like giving people flimsy reasons to trust me when I'm actually trying.

It's not that it's flimsy. It's that I'm really angry.

Trust should go beyond things like that.

...I'm...I'm a petty person, Shadow...

So am I.

But trust if a big thing for a reason.

Yeah....yeah I guess it is.

It is. And I won't ask for trust for just petty reasons.

I'm not good at this. I never trusted anybody but myself when it comes to big stuff.

...

Ya need to be careful then. Before saying ya trust people. Some people take it seriously.

...I...

[fishing for words]

...Teach me how to trust you. I... I don't know if I can let go enough, but I want to.

...

[And for a moment, he just....looks so saddened.]

[But then he looks away.]

Ya can't teach people to trust, Becca. It wouldn't be trust then.

Well, I'll do my best, then. For you, I'll try.

...hm.

[GRABASHADOW?]

[Hand out to grab her shoulder and keep her at arm's length.]

[starting to cry]

Shadow... I'm trying... I want to, I'm trying, I just...

//Dante, help!//

Becca, don't.

Shadow please...

[She's already starting to cry, though she's trying desperately not to.]

I mean it.

I gave ya a lot o trust because I thought ya returned it.

Shadow...I'm trusting you with everything I have to give... I just... I don't know how to give more than that... I'm damaged... I'm...

[sinking to the ground]

I'm not good enough to be your friend...

...don't do that. It feels like yer trying to manipulate me.

And yer not the only one damaged.