Showdown Eve
Irade
July 25, 8:43 pm, New York City, USA
The fragrant scent of garlic and chicken wafted through the room, the only sound the clack of metal against plates. Seven people sat around a small table, eating in silence.
The table was full of food, with a large plate of chicken stir-fry, set next to a still heating rice cooker. Beside that was a large bowl of soup, next to an equally large basket of bread.
Every now and then, one of the people around the table would moan in satisfaction, taking another spoon of stir-fry.
"Irade, where did you learn to cook?" Ayai said finally. "You must have done it for years."
The one-armed-girl in question simply laughed.
"I've only been cooking for myself for like...three months?" she said, frowning. She sat back on her cushion, thinking about it.