KItchen with Chuck

[childofrebellion]

Cassian's in the kitchen with his hands covered with spices as he dresses a bird with spices and some citrus that will go into a pot that he has on the stove. He leans slightly on the counter as the injury on his thigh is still healing.

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[andinfluencepeople]

Chuck comes banging into the kitchen not so much rudely as not paying attention, reading something on a data pad has he pulls open the big refrigerator and starts to rifle through.

It's not until he comes out with a block of cheese and an apple that he even notices Cassian. "Hey," he says, brightening. "How're you?"

[childofrebellion]

When Chuck comes in, Cassian stops his arranging the bird to watch and then smiles at the greeting, "Good, enjoying having some nice ingredients."

[andinfluencepeople]

"Yeah?" Chuck asks, putting his stuff down on a counter and digging around for a plate and knife. "What're you cooking for?"

[childofrebellion]

"Because I wanted to and I found some nice ingredients where I'm doing my current mission. How are you doing?"

The bird goes into the pot and Cassian washes his hands before he turns to look properly at Chuck.

[andinfluencepeople]

"Eh," Chuck says. "Honestly, I'm kind of just doing the same thing over and over again right now. "

Until Pentecost comes back, he can't get this Jaegers in any better shape. He starts cutting off hunks of cheddar.

"How's it going?" he asks, trying to cast his mind back over what Cassian does. For some reason he thought he'd been like, an spaceplane mechanic. Or was it a pilot...? Probably a pilot.

[childofrebellion]

"The repairwork in the garage on your pilotable droid? Not too badly, my current job went smoothly and I found a nice market planetside."

Cassian knows the giant droid had a specific name but he can't recall it at this moment.