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Post by Yuichiro Yuuki on Jul 28, 2017 20:22:44 GMT -5
► Yuichiro Yuuki  229 help him pls | In a swift movement, the singer slammed through the kitchen door and slammed his hands onto the first counter he saw. "Dammit!" He was trembling, shaken to the core by everything that had just happened recently. Bomb collars. Monokuma. A killing game. Ai. It was all so fucked up, he couldn't even breathe normally. Panic wasn't exactly something he did normally, but this was a perfectly valid time to do so.
Getting off of the kitchen counter, her rubbed his eyes, then balled his fist and slammed it into the counter. As he'd done so, his breathing began to settle to a more regular pace. Who woulda guessed Yuichi was the 'punch inanimate object, feel better' type. "Okay, Yuichiro.. Just chill out. Don't freak out..." He talked to himself. It wasn't something he did often, especially not in public, but the benefit of the kitchen was that there probably wasn't gonna be anyone there for a while. It was a bastion of solitude, for the moment, and he had needed one quick. "You've been through worse... Ugh, what could be worse than this." He covered his eyes again and tried his damn best to hold back his emotions.
The boy looked down at his hand, wincing a bit. He shouldn't have punched the counter, it hurt like hell. His knuckles were red, and the area around his scar throbbed. | |
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Post by Nero Fiammes on Jul 28, 2017 23:45:56 GMT -5
 Good Meals, Good Friends,
Good Laughs, Good Murders, What more could anyone want? Nero was walking to the kitchen to go make some fresh bread when he saw the door slam from someone rushing into it. Clearly, someone wasn't in the best of moods. After a few moments of contemplation he walked over and heard a certain Ultimate Singer ranting through the door.
Should I go in? I shouldn't be eavesdropping after all... No matter, I might as well comfort him if I can.
After waiting a moment more, he walked through the doors and saw the Yuichiro bent over the counter table, with his knuckles red. Before he could stop himself, he started speaking out of panic.
"Yuichiro! Are you alright? Do you need ice?" asked a concerned Nero as he spoke with the singer. It seems that he had walked into something serious. Hopefully, he could help one way or another, even with that bomb ticking around his neck.
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Post by Yuichiro Yuuki on Jul 30, 2017 4:53:37 GMT -5
► Yuichiro Yuuki 278 I'll try to be quicker with these! ^-^ | Though he was sure the baker hadn't intended it, Yuichiro nearly jumped out of his skin and straight towards the god damned moon when Nero walked in. He stepped back and every muscle in his body tensed up, before he relaxed a bit. Just this guy... It's alright. "N--" His stumbled over the first syllable. Nero Fiammes. Not... Not 'Nuke Neck', Yuichi. "Nero.. Sorry, you heard that, didn't you?"
What was he supposed to feel around this guy? On one hand, he was downright adorable and seemed like one of the nicest people in that manor. On the other hand, he had a fuckin bomb strapped to his neck, which was not only kind of threatening, but was serving as a harsh reminder of the motive every second his eyes were locked onto it. It took him a few moments to relax and try, just try to ignore that bit. It was a few long moments after Nero asked him that that he shook his head a tiny bit. "No, ice won't h.." He winced, closing a single eye and looking down at his hand. Well, his knuckles hurt too. Ice could help. "...S-Sure... thanks."
Though he didn't expect much bad from the baker, Yuichiro wasn't quick to let his guard down. Maybe paranoia came with the territory. "I should know better than to punch stuff with this hand." He sucked breath in through his teeth as ice pressed against the knuckles. "Hope I didn't worry you, Nero. It'd be a tragedy to see you go gray this early." He forced a chuckle. Damn it. Had circumstances been better, he'd be flirting with this guy a lot more. | |
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Post by Nero Fiammes on Jul 31, 2017 2:03:14 GMT -5
Good Meals, Good Friends,
Good Laughs, Good Murders, What more could anyone want? Nero smiled as the singer accepted his help. He quickly walked over to a drawer and pulled out a plastic bag, before walking over to the freezer. He opened the freezer and filled the plastic bag with ice, before quickly closing the door to preserve the foods inside. Finally, he walked over to the counter and grabbed a thin towel and covered the bag, successfully making a makeshift ice pack.
"I hope this will be sufficient for your knuckles!" said Nero with a smile as he handed it to Yuichiro. After a moment, he decided to lighten the mood. After all, it seemed that the Singer was dwelling on some negative thoughts.
"I actually use these ice packs quite often. Not for smashing knuckles, but for burns." Nero took off his gloves and showed that he had small burns all over his hands. They had faded mostly, but they were still quite visible, some more recent than others, but nothing too serious.
"I've fallen in love with the arts of fire. From Fire Crackers to Fireworks, I've tried my experience at all of them. Unfortunately, more often than naught, I seem to end up with singed hairs and burned fingers." said Nero as he lamented his unfortunate hobby. On the bright side, it seemed that his cruel younger sister and mother thought it was funny every time his face was covered in ash from a failed experiment.
"Fortunately, since I'm a baker, I can shrug off most of the immediate pain. I have to deal with heat quite often after all. But a lot of customers don't like to see their baker covered in burns. It turns them away from the food, so I have these heat resistance gloves, so I'll be able to give them what they want and they don't suspect a thing." said Nero with a smile. Even though he suffered so much from the burns, every time he managed to pull off something correctly, he felt so happy to let sister be amazed.
"Though, I haven't had much of a chance to practice with my passion. The producers were very clear that I couldn't bring anything more than a lighter with me, since a majority of the mansion was wooden. At the very least, my fingers are thanking them for it." said Nero with a laugh. After a moment, he realized that he had been quite rude. Here he was, a chef in a kitchen, with a hopeful friend, and he hadn't offered any food. Clearly he needed to work on his manners.
"Ah, Yuichiro. I almost forgot, I came down here to make some fresh bread. Do you want some? I can also make some cupcakes or cookies if you so wish. After all, a Fiammes man can make any baked dish! It might take some time though" said Nero with a flourish.
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Post by Yuichiro Yuuki on Jul 31, 2017 19:25:47 GMT -5
► Yuichiro Yuuki  396 lowkey shipping | It could be worse, he thought as he pressed the pack against his knuckles. At least they were just sore instead of bleeding or something of the sort. That'd just leave him an hour of inconveniently putting pressure on it and probably staining some clothes. No thank you. Yuichiro nodded along as his friend spoke, but it was when he removed his gloves that caught the singers full attention. There seemed to be spots all over Nero's hands of slight discoloration or rougher skin. Burn scars for sure.
"No wonder you were able to put this ice pack together so quickly." He stared at the hands for a moment before smiling. "Hey, it's not so bad, Nero! Doesn't take away from your charm, I can tell you that." Damn. It was becoming evident that Nero's sudden appearance had done Yuichi some good. He rested an elbow on the counter and let the baker talk.
He could understand that some people would be turned off from food if those hands had given it to them, though frankly, Yuichi wouldn't mind. Most people had scars, whether tiny or large. It shouldn't matter. "Well hey, you can do a lot of things with a lighter, I imagine. Maybe a good tool to have, too. Just... be careful, please." Even so, he chuckled a little. The singer hadn't expected to meet a pyromaniac that day, that was for sure.
When the baker had offered to make something, Yuichi recalled the first day they met. The guy had brought cookies, but... "I've always been in love with freshly baked peanut butter cookies, but I can never eat them... It messes up my singing ability for a short while, which I always hated. But... If you wouldn't mind. Seems like a good time to indulge." Such a lust for peanut butter cookies.
For a short while, Yuichiro considered how Nero showed him his hands. Well, he probably didn't care too much about the scars if that were the case. Still... "Don't worry. We both got scars, and it doesn't take away from our cuteness." He raised his hand a bit, showing a faded, though painful looking scar right on his palm to the boy. He smiled wholesomely. "Thanks, Nero." For some reason, Yuichi felt a little less ashamed of the blemish. "Are you gonna have something too? I'd hate to gorge alone." | |
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Post by Nero Fiammes on Aug 1, 2017 1:16:03 GMT -5
Good Meals, Good Friends,
Good Laughs, Good Murders, What more could anyone want?
A smile erupted on Nero's lips as he heard the acceptance, as well as the request. To be honest, he had felt quite left out since nobody had wanted his treats, nor had they asked him for any. It was good to spend some time to do a good deed. Not wasting any time, he donned his apron, preheated the oven and started to prepare his ingredients. After a moment, he decided to save time by talking while working.
"One tray of Peanut Butter Cookies, coming up! Though, the one fatal flaw in my cooking is that I hold no power over time. It'll take a short while to make these, and a bit longer for them to cook, so feel free to go do something else if you need to while you wait. Otherwise, I guess we could kill the time by talking." said Nero as he started to mix the ingredients together in a bowl, giving the Singer side glances as he worked. He smiled as he saw their relieved expression, it seems that his goal was accomplished.
"What will I eat? Hmm... Well, I suppose I'll eat some of the cookies that I make. Maybe a warm glass of milk as well, to help them go down and all." said Nero as he continued to mix the ingredients, trying to make them as smooth as possible. To be honest, he always had at least one of the creations he made whenever he makes something. After all, he's the best critic he could hope for.
"Speaking of warm milk, do you suppose that'll help you recover from the cookies faster? If it does, then perhaps you'll be able to have them more often!" said Nero with a smile as he finished mixing, and started to create the molds for the cookies, choosing to use the heart and star cookie cutters. After a few moments, he smiled and cleaned up the tray from the leftovers that wouldn't fit into another cookie, and put the tray into the oven.
"And, that's it. Give it a few minutes, and it'll be ready. I guess in the mean time, I guess I owe you a question. Hmm... How did you join the music business?" questioned Nero as he cleaned himself up.
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Post by Yuichiro Yuuki on Aug 1, 2017 18:52:00 GMT -5
► Yuichiro Yuuki 449 Warm and cozy | Yuichi didn't use pompous words like this often, but something about Nero's movements and absolute knowledge in molding the cookies struck him as elegant. He smiled, brushing some of the bangs out of his eyes. To be sure, those were the movements of someone who knew how to bake as well as they knew how to breathe. Were it not for the killing game they were forced into, Yuichiro was sure he would have been classmates with this guy.
"Works for me. I don't exactly have much to do right now. And I feel I owe you some company for your kindness." Though he imagined someone like Nero would be content with just focusing on their work, that didn't mean they had to. "It'd really be my pleasure to stick around, trust me." Yuichi's smile was warm and sunny, probably for the first time since they got there.
He tapped his index finger on his chin, thinking for a long moment. "I never thought of drinking warm milk. I generally avoid that too because it can also mess with singing, but it's probably a good cleanser for something like peanut butter." Really, it was a singers tragedy. He always wanted to be ready to belt out some sweet vocals, which meant the most he ever drank was water.
The blonde watched the other boy intently, right up until he turned to approach Yuichi. Realizing he was probably staring a bit at the other guy, Yuichiro smoothly looked towards the ceiling. For some reason, he didn't feel keen on letting Nero know he was checking him out. A first in his life.
Nero's question caught him off guard, making him pause to consider his answer. "Hmm. Depends, I guess. My mother wanted me to explore myself artistically, so she had me sign up for my school choir, over in Little Sydney. Turned out I was damn good at it, and got a special coach for a few years." Damn. Part of him really missed his home right then. That placed was big, boring, and smelled like manure, but it was better than the manor. "I finally got an internet connection years later, and met a few other aspiring musicians. All five of us eventually met up to perform at a music festival and... Blew the audience away. We got scouted by a company and moved to Little West Ho-- Wait, I'm rambling. Sorry!"
Yuichi felt he should have actually said thank you. The question brought warm, nostalgic feelings to his heart. The days when they were just starting out. The five of them, so tightly knit together.
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Post by Nero Fiammes on Aug 1, 2017 23:18:31 GMT -5
Good Meals, Good Friends,
Good Laughs, Good Murders, What more could anyone want? "Well, it all started with the very first Fiammes. He was said to have baked for the Pope himself, it was said that his bread was the finest of the world and that they could cure any disease. It was likely exaggerated, but the point remained. Ever since then, the Fiammes always aimed to become greater than their ancestors. My Great Grandfather was a baker, my grandmother was a baker, my mother and father were bakers, and now my sister and I are bakers. And with that goal, we aim to find our special treat. Something that we brought into the world. If I'm lucky, I'll find it soon after we leave." said Nero with a smile as he felt his ancestors looking down upon him.
"But personally, it's... been tough." said Nero as he started to talk about his past. As long as he skipped over the... difficult parts, it should be fine. It shouldn't hurt too much.
"I won't bore you, so I'll skip a little. When I was 10, I ended up in a makeshift FF hospital. It was back in the days before the sectors when the FF were still fighting the Remnants. My family was gone, and I didn't know where. People were dying all around me and there was nothing to be done, since supplies kept getting delayed by the attacks. Fortunately, Ruruka Andou of the FF and former Ultimate Confectionist was sent here for a mission and stopped by. She saw us starving, and she gave us some of her sweets to hold us over until the supplies finally made it through that next day. As I saw the people's eyes light up from eating the sweets, the joys that a chef can bring, I knew what I wanted to do. To bring that same hope to as many people as possible." said Nero as he remembered the past. It was tough, but with some skipping, it was okay to remember.
"I studied everyday ever since, trying to become as great a baker as her. Thankfully, my mother was a chef who could teach me well. Once the sectors were established, my mother's connections got us into Lil' Venice and soon after, we amassed the money to open the bakery. After that, it's all history." said Nero with a smile. As he smiled, he heard the timer go off, signalling the readiness of his craft. After turning off the oven and letting them cool for a moment, he took them out and smiled as he saw them.
"Here you go, I hope you like them!" said Nero as he handed Yuichiro a heart shaped cookie. |
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Post by Yuichiro Yuuki on Aug 4, 2017 0:57:16 GMT -5
► Yuichiro Yuuki 377 He got his treat | Figuring the ice pack had done all the good it could by that point, Yuichiro set it down on the counter next to him. Now it was just up to him to deal with the residual pain. Shrugging to himself, the boy crossed his arms and leaned back, almost settling in for a story. When you start a story with "it all started with..." it's a safe bet it's gonna be a long one. Not like the boy minded. Nero intrigued him.
Yuichiro listened intently, sensing the other boys pride as he spoke of his lineage of bakers, to sorrow as he reminisced on days long past. That in particular caught his attention. With a look of surprise, he spoke when Nero paused. "You met Ruruka Andou? Dang... I've barely met any Future Foundation members. They don't come around where I'm from much." Really, it should have come as no surprise. Ruruka's talent and Nero's did seem to fall under the same umbrella of sorts. They weren't identical, and obviously his family was a large reason why Nero became a baker, but it's no wonder that woman had an influence on him. "Did you talk to her personally? It sounds like she was an awfully big inspi-- Shoot. Sorry, if I interrupted you." Inspiration had grasped him pretty brutally. Ruruka wasn't just any Future Foundation member.
He let Nero continue the story to the end, which almost perfectly aligned with their cookies finishing. Yuichiro smiled like a kid when he grabbed one. He'd been hankering for one of these for what felt like half a year, and now he was recieving one from such an experienced baker? Almost made their circumstances disappear as he took a bite.
"This is.. Amazing, Nero! Dear lord, you really are the Ultimate Baker!" Yeah. He could see it. Or, well, taste it. These pastries gave people hope. "Thank you. I can see you use your talent in a very... honorable way." There wasn't any other way to put it. "You know, I try to do the same with our music. Inspire hope in people... My reasons for continuing this have shifted a bit since I started, but that's always been a part of it. Now, it's pretty much our main motivator."
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Post by Nero Fiammes on Aug 5, 2017 0:30:34 GMT -5
Good Meals, Good Friends,
Good Laughs, Good Murders, What more could anyone want? Nero smiled with a warmth that he hadn't enjoyed since he had gotten here. With Monokuma's appearance, threats and motives, he really hadn't had much of a chance to just take a moment to relax with his fellow student. And finally, for the first time since the audition, someone had not only enjoyed his food, but was grateful for it. It was truly a sensation that he wished to enjoy longer.
"I'm very glad that you enjoyed it! Though, I can't say that this was just pure talent. I must've made a few hundred batches of cookies a month back in Venice. And I doubt I'll keep the title of Ultimate Baker long, my younger sister is rising to surpass me with every year- Ah, I've been rambling." said Nero with some pride as he cut himself off.
"And about Ruruka, I'm afraid I've never had the chance to meet her. I've seen her multiple times in Venice, but we've never had the chance to formally meet. I was always too busy." said Nero as he noted his failure in meeting his idol. Perhaps, if he survived, he'd try to meet with her.
"Yuichiro, I'm glad I got to meet with someone who understood the role of Support in this 'Killing Game'. Sometimes, the roles aren't as flashy or powerful, but as long as we can help others, we can't complain. As long as we make others happy, I think we've served out purpose. Anyhow, it's been very nice to meet with you, but for now I leave, to give the cookies to those who wish for them." said Nero with a small bow. It was nice to formally Yuichiro. Hopefully they could meet again.
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