10-14-2009, 03:11 AM
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Getting up in the morning (morning meaning around ten to eleven o'clock) was something Husk looked forward to everyday. The reason being was that it meant breakfast, which in turn meant eating. Eating was something that Husk absolutely loved, and that was one reason why Husk knew how to cook. Husk ate so much that he had to cook all the food himself, but being as generous as he was he also cooked for others. He loved the praise that ensued and his inflated his ego and self-confidence immensely.
After he met with Savina and Anu, he spent the night in Haven Manor. When the big boy practically rolled out of his bed onto the floor, he stood up, took his mask from the nightstand beside his bed, put it on, and headed downstairs. He took no care in trying to be quiet, which never mattered since most were awake by this time. Husk never had the time properly explore the manor and just focused on finding the kitchen, his stomach growling. He gave it a dissaproving face, and continued on to the kitchen.
When he finally found his way, he looked in the various cabnets and cupboards for the various ingredients for some breakfast. Husk clattered with some pots and pans until he decided to find some canned food. He looked at some of the containers, frowning at the faded labels. He couldn't read anyway, and put the can back on the shelf.
Getting up in the morning (morning meaning around ten to eleven o'clock) was something Husk looked forward to everyday. The reason being was that it meant breakfast, which in turn meant eating. Eating was something that Husk absolutely loved, and that was one reason why Husk knew how to cook. Husk ate so much that he had to cook all the food himself, but being as generous as he was he also cooked for others. He loved the praise that ensued and his inflated his ego and self-confidence immensely.
After he met with Savina and Anu, he spent the night in Haven Manor. When the big boy practically rolled out of his bed onto the floor, he stood up, took his mask from the nightstand beside his bed, put it on, and headed downstairs. He took no care in trying to be quiet, which never mattered since most were awake by this time. Husk never had the time properly explore the manor and just focused on finding the kitchen, his stomach growling. He gave it a dissaproving face, and continued on to the kitchen.
When he finally found his way, he looked in the various cabnets and cupboards for the various ingredients for some breakfast. Husk clattered with some pots and pans until he decided to find some canned food. He looked at some of the containers, frowning at the faded labels. He couldn't read anyway, and put the can back on the shelf.