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Post by Achille on Dec 1, 2012 23:10:19 GMT -6
Achille chuckled at Eric's response. He had expected that kind of reaction from her. "You never know Eric. The holidays can change people, even if only for a short time. Besides, even if you don't buy them gifts it doesn't mean one of them wont buy a gift for you." Of course there was always the possibility that they REDs would flat out refuse to partake in any such party but in Achille's mind the chance of that was close to none. Everyone loved Christmas after all. Right?
A beeping from the oven indicated that the pizza was now fully cooked. Almost instantly Achille set down his wine glass and bread and leapt to the oven, throwing it open and pulling out the pizza pan and setting it on a metal grid to keep it off the counter top. The smell wafting off of the pizza was enough to fill anyone's mouth with saliva. The pizza even looked delicious, the even layering of cheese and toppings promising mouthfuls of enjoyment.
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Ian
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Post by Ian on Dec 2, 2012 0:38:05 GMT -6
Once Achille set the pizza on the counter, Ian stood. The alluring smell of the pie was enough to almost make him forget he was injured as he made his way over to where the Pyro was. He retrieved an insulated glove hanging nearby and slipped it into one hand, using the other to snag the pizza cutter before his teammate could.
"I, uh... I'll cut it." He assured a bit shakily, thoughts consumed by all the things that could go wrong as the result of a blind man wielding a blade. Plus, if there's anything Ian knew how to do particularly well, it was cutting things. Maybe he could make up for the lackluster kneading job he'd done earlier.
Gripping the pan with an insulated hand, Ian went to work dividing the pizza. If everything went smoothly, the BLUs would have eight perfectly symmetrical slices of delicious food to enjoy in only a matter of seconds.
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