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[Action, Myoudouin Dojo and surrounding areas, 3pm]

At seven AM, Parley had staggered in from her ten hour flight from London, dragged her various suitcases into the guest room they had leant her, and passed out on the bed for eight hours. Now, it's mid afternoon and she is awake once more. Time to explore her new home, and possibly even some of the surrounding neighborhoods. Surely nothing can go wrong on literally her first day in America!

[That evening, video.]


Parley is wearing a domino mask and a blue and grey uniform of some kind, and speaks with a bit of a British accent.

"Tadah! It's Mystery Lass!"

She gives the screen a self-effacing grin, "Okay, so it's a pretty lame name. I'm still working on it. But they gave me this neato communicator watch, so there's no way I could resist giving it a shot! Plus I slept all day after the plane ride and I'm kinda wired right now. Who else is out there?"

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Parley busied herself about the kitchen, throwing everything together.

"And a buncha other stuff. Do ya' have a spice rack?"

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"Mm, although I don't quite recognize everything by taste yet. Did you need something specific from it?"

It's fairly well-stocked; she's hoping Parley can find what she needs, and she's more than a little interested in what will go into the pan.

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"Spicy stuff, mainly."

She shot Itsuki a look, "I know it's weird, but Dad swore by it and I got used to it."

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"I'm not going to say anything. Hmm... spicy? Maybe some chili powder, and some peppercorns..." It's really not her place to say a whole lot, especially living in a family that eats rice at least two meals a day while living in a token American city.

"If you know what you're looking for, I can start pulling it down. There's a lot here."

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"Chili poweder! Perfect!"

Parley leaned over Itsuki to claim her prize, because what is personal space, and went on to happily make her food, humming quietly to herself.

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Itsuki's not really averse to people being close, so she doesn't shift out of the way as Parley leans past her, just picking up the jar for her to take. She's definitely aware of it, though, and it gets her attention readily.

Still, better not to be awkward for the moment. "You seem used to this, at least. Do you make things like this often?"

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"Yeah. Mum n' Dad're busy a lot, so I cook for myself pretty often."