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iniquiticitythings you said at the kitchen table
Rhodin's household was extremely predictable - even Fitzroy, who seemed to try to make it hard to guess where he would be, but he was always so obvious about it - and thus it was easy to have breakfast ready for anyone who rose after him. Kip was an early riser like him, but Conju, Ludvic, and Fitzroy rolled into the kitchen at their designated hour.
Ludvic was usually next. For Ludvic he toasted two pieces of toast, fried two eggs with the yolks just barely solid enough to not spill all over the plate, and applied a copious amount of his special Ludvic salsa, which was deadly hot and had gone through multiple incarnations. He considered one or two blueberry scones, which were warmed. Two, probably - Ludvic never failed to finish whatever Rhodin made him. Ludvic drank very black, very strong coffee (which was good because it was the same coffee Kip drank), and sometimes when Rhodin was particularly perfect on his timing he could literally be pouring the coffee at the time Ludvic appeared from the steps.
"Good morning," Ludvic said, "Thank you for making breakfast." He said this every morning.
"I like cooking for you, and I hope you like it," Rhodin said, which he also said every morning. He sat down across from Ludvic and nursed his own coffee, having already eaten himself. Well. He had one scone. The scones were extremely good, if he did say so himself.
"The salsa is very good," Ludvic said.
Rhodin's household was extremely predictable - even Fitzroy, who seemed to try to make it hard to guess where he would be, but he was always so obvious about it - and thus it was easy to have breakfast ready for anyone who rose after him. Kip was an early riser like him, but Conju, Ludvic, and Fitzroy rolled into the kitchen at their designated hour.
Ludvic was usually next. For Ludvic he toasted two pieces of toast, fried two eggs with the yolks just barely solid enough to not spill all over the plate, and applied a copious amount of his special Ludvic salsa, which was deadly hot and had gone through multiple incarnations. He considered one or two blueberry scones, which were warmed. Two, probably - Ludvic never failed to finish whatever Rhodin made him. Ludvic drank very black, very strong coffee (which was good because it was the same coffee Kip drank), and sometimes when Rhodin was particularly perfect on his timing he could literally be pouring the coffee at the time Ludvic appeared from the steps.
"Good morning," Ludvic said, "Thank you for making breakfast." He said this every morning.
"I like cooking for you, and I hope you like it," Rhodin said, which he also said every morning. He sat down across from Ludvic and nursed his own coffee, having already eaten himself. Well. He had one scone. The scones were extremely good, if he did say so himself.
"The salsa is very good," Ludvic said.