Reading

[magicalgundam.livejournal.com]

[It's been really quiet from Allenby's room lately, and quiet from Allenby for the longest time. The Neo-Swede team is still here though, and her Nobel Gundam still in the hangar. It's here at any random spot, maybe on a ledge or in a lobby or something that you have Allenby, gasp, reading a book.

Yeah, she picked up a book from one of their previous spots, and she had been reading for the last few weeks. It was a thick book too, and she looked rather engrossed in it. In fact, there's a pile of books around her feet, and it seems like she has been reading up a storm. Maybe come bug her?]

Reading

[magicalgundam.livejournal.com]

[It's been really quiet from Allenby's room lately, and quiet from Allenby for the longest time. The Neo-Swede team is still here though, and her Nobel Gundam still in the hangar. It's here at any random spot, maybe on a ledge or in a lobby or something that you have Allenby, gasp, reading a book.

Yeah, she picked up a book from one of their previous spots, and she had been reading for the last few weeks. It was a thick book too, and she looked rather engrossed in it. In fact, there's a pile of books around her feet, and it seems like she has been reading up a storm. Maybe come bug her?]

Cooking Up Homefries

[aceshighmach]

1. [Shirley's in the kitchen today, working on a special project. She had been having a hankering for good old fashioned home food, and she was working on something Southern in nature. So, she had been combining spices with flour and testing each one to get the right mix. Biting into a chicken leg, she made a face and spat it out before putting it back into the deep frier.]

I really need to start learning how long it takes to cook these things. [She dabbed her lips of blood from the poultry.]


2. [Maybe later you'll catch her after she's mastered the chicken, and had a pile of blackened chicken cooling on paper towel. Now she's working on making cornbread, something she hadn't had since she was a little girl back on the farm. Her arms are white up to her elbows as she mixes the ingredients together in a large bowl.]

Cooking Up Homefries

[aceshighmach]

1. [Shirley's in the kitchen today, working on a special project. She had been having a hankering for good old fashioned home food, and she was working on something Southern in nature. So, she had been combining spices with flour and testing each one to get the right mix. Biting into a chicken leg, she made a face and spat it out before putting it back into the deep frier.]

I really need to start learning how long it takes to cook these things. [She dabbed her lips of blood from the poultry.]


2. [Maybe later you'll catch her after she's mastered the chicken, and had a pile of blackened chicken cooling on paper towel. Now she's working on making cornbread, something she hadn't had since she was a little girl back on the farm. Her arms are white up to her elbows as she mixes the ingredients together in a large bowl.]

A Soldier's Designs

[vjockey.livejournal.com]

1) [If one were to see Cheng they would find him studying as many designs as possible Mobile Suits, Combat Frames, Muscle Tracers, Armored Cores, most prominently displayed was that of the Behemoth and secondary to that were several high speed designs as well as heavily armed machines.]

Perhaps... Perhaps....

[He was scrawling down several things both in english but for the most part it was in his mother tongue.]


2)


Argh... 

[However from the short string of curses, Cheng's actual attempts to craft a design from his notes is below sub-par. He's a soldier, he shoots people, he isn't some big fancy weapons tech, mecha-designer from the State Arms Frim or Anaheim Electronics.]

[When you come to visit him at THIS time you would find him being less thoughtful and more burying his face in his hands and letting out muffled curses.]

A Soldier's Designs

[vjockey.livejournal.com]

1) [If one were to see Cheng they would find him studying as many designs as possible Mobile Suits, Combat Frames, Muscle Tracers, Armored Cores, most prominently displayed was that of the Behemoth and secondary to that were several high speed designs as well as heavily armed machines.]

Perhaps... Perhaps....

[He was scrawling down several things both in english but for the most part it was in his mother tongue.]


2)


Argh... 

[However from the short string of curses, Cheng's actual attempts to craft a design from his notes is below sub-par. He's a soldier, he shoots people, he isn't some big fancy weapons tech, mecha-designer from the State Arms Frim or Anaheim Electronics.]

[When you come to visit him at THIS time you would find him being less thoughtful and more burying his face in his hands and letting out muffled curses.]