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xp_logsKorvus and Meggan talk while he prepares a few Indian dishes for Thanksgiving, straighten out exactly what casual dating means, and make plans to watch the next two Indiana Jones films later that evening.
"Coriander, please." Korvus held his hand out as he stood over a pot full of boiling curry. Meggan has decided to help him make a few Indian dishes to bring to Thanksgiving. He wanted to contribute and he also assumed that a holiday called 'Turkey Day' would not be specifically vegetarian friendly.
It only took a moment for Meggan to find the jar of coriander on a shelf nearby, and hand it to him. “How much do you need for it?” Having never made this meal before, she wasn’t sure if it needed a tiny sprinkle of it, or far more.
Korvus spoke as he shook the jar a few times so it rained down over the curry. "The dish should only require a few shakes. I prefer to test by taste rather than measure." Once he finished he dipped a spoon into the broth, cradled a hand under it in case any fell, and held it out for Meggan.
Meggan carefully took a small sip of the liquid, almost expecting it to be flaming hot, but trusting that Korvus would have warned her. To her relief, it wasn’t. She nodded as she swallowed. “I think it’s nice and mild. I’ve never tried it before, but that’s a good dish.”
"I attempted to make the spice palatable to anyone whom may wish to try it at the celebration." Korvus nodded, satisfied with Meggan's approval.
“It worked,” Meggan praised. It was also very, very good. “One more very small taste?” One more little taste, and then he could continue on with making the rest of it.
Korvus laughed softly, preparing the spoonful for her and offering it again. "Sharon also enjoyed my cooking. She said it was tasty enough to prevent her from threatening me in regards to you."
Meggan took another sip, with a look of thanks. Better than the previous taste. “Oh, I hoped she’d be satisfied,” she grinned with some relief. “So there were no threats of a laking at all?” She was happy with that.
"She said she would have threatened, which by mentioning was itself a threat, but not in the traditional sense." Korvus attempted to clarify, though sometimes he over-thought and confused things more. "She said my personality was compatible with your preferences and implied you are self aware enough to have preferences that are not counter beneficial."
She understood what he was trying to say, and nodded her encouragement. “Implied, but not literal…not actually said. Got it,” Meggan offered. She was glad that Catseye approved of him, too. “Basically, I know enough to know what I don’t like, and like who I like. She’s right,” she smiled.
"That is a very important trait many people don't possess, even throughout their entire life." Korvus turned the stove off under the curry, moving on to test the next dish before offering Meggan a spoonful again. "This is the sweet cream for ras malai; it will be offered for dessert."
“Almost like serving it with a dollop of ice cream,” Meggan guessed before leaning over to the offered spoon. “Perfect. That’s a wonderful cream.” This part of the dessert was delicious, even if it sounded like it was just a small portion of it. That just meant more bits to look forward to.
"It is used to soak paneer. I could compare it to cheesecake." Korvus clarified. "It seemed to be the most appropriate Thanksgiving dessert I could find."
Meggan considered the taste again. “It does seem close to it, you’re right.” Having never really known of paneer until today, that cheesecake comparison made more sense. “You made a great choice picking that one. I’m hoping all the others here will love it,” Meggan offered. Everyone who could eat it, of course, since there was always a chance of someone not being able to eat some portion of the dinner.
"May I abruptly change the topic?" Korvus asked as he moved to a pan of onion fritters and the accompanying bowl of chutney.
“Of course, go ahead,” Meggan nodded. She didn’t think he needed her permission to change the subject, it certainly wasn’t a bother for her.
"Matt, who I share a suite with, has suggested that a casual relationship is undesirable. While we disagree on many things I did research common beliefs on the matter. I would like to clarify that I have no desire to be poly amorous without subjecting our interactions to so much scrutiny as to make them uncomfortable." Korvus' factual tone suggested he was relaying thoughts more than being insecure or advancing an agenda.
Meggan blinked in surprise, and tried to think of a way to answer that. “It depends on the person, but…I was thinking of casual as slow, not doing things too fast. Since it’s new. Getting to know each other kind of stuff.” She shook her head, and scrunched her nose for the briefest instant. “Not...not that. There were definitely no polyamorous doings in what I was thinking of as casual. Just us two. Only two people.” She understood that he wasn’t pressuring her, it was just a slight translation barrier difficulty again. She wouldn’t know what order people should do things in with that other kind of situation. It wasn’t what she wanted.
“Matt could have been thinking of some other kind of thing, too, but I don’t think it was that,” Meggan speculated. “Could he have meant two people that occasionally date, but see other people in the meantime?” She didn’t want that.
"I do not know what Matt was considering. I prefer your assessment. I understood it to mean that we were only going to not pressure each other, not that he were not exclusive. I felt it was important to make sure I was correct. Misunderstandings are the primary cause of all conflict." Korvus offered the last part with a smile as he flipped a fritter onto a small plate, used a spoon to put a small amount of mango chutney along the edge of the plate, and he held it out for Meggan. "Fritters are considered an appetizer."
“There’s that, too, yes,” Meggan agreed. Would one of them have to ask Matt? Maybe, even if he likely hadn’t meant any harm. “No pressuring to go along with the casual, so your first belief was the right thought.” Fritters were a welcome diversion from accidental threesome discussions. “Mmm. You make fantastic fritters, Korvus” she enthused after the first bite. They were great, and the chutney went along nicely, she decided as she began to eat the rest of it.
"Thank you. I have been practicing my cooking diligently in order to have access to comforts from my childhood." Korvus moved to his final pan, a mushed cheese frying with vegetables. "This is my personal favorite, Paneer Bhurji. It is very spicy." He warned as he carefully scooped up a spoonful and offered it.
“You’re welcome. That practice looks to be paying off.” It was nice that he was warning Meggan of the spice level before, and not after. She looked at the small scoop he was offering, and while it did look great, she had one question. “Before I bite in, should I have a very large glass of milk with me?” While she was going to heed his warning, she still wanted to give it a try.
Korvus laughed and shook his head, "Milk is certainly superior to water in this instance but in India a lassi is a common compliment to a spicy dish. Would you like me to prepare one for you?"
”If it’s better than milk for it? That sounds like it might be a good idea,” Meggan chuckled. If it helped take the edge off of any spicy food better than milk, then maybe it was a smart move to try it.
After returning the paneer to the pan and preparing a whisk, bowl, and glass, Korvus moved to the fridge to get his ingredients. "This will not take too long."
“That’s fine.” She was content to wait as long as he needed. Especially if it was for something like this—which might even taste better than regular milk, in addition to warding off the hotness of the dish.
Korvus leaned into the fridge as he searched for his ingredients, preparing yogurt, salt, and a couple mild spices. "I believe that, while I concentrate, it is your responsibility to guide the conversation until we can return to the topic at hand."
Meggan guessed whatever combination of spices went into the lassi was how it canceled out the hotter bits. “Right,” she said, as she watched his progress. “After all the cooking and feasting and giving of thanks is done for everyone, do you want to watch the second or third Indiana Jones movies with me? There’s a marathon on television, without commercial breaks.” No awkward silences for them this time, since she’d actually been planning to ask him. It could be a nice, quiet evening of discovering what those two films were like. She knew there was a search for the Holy Grail in the third, but nothing of the second. "Or," she offered, "If you want to save them for later, we could watch How The Grinch Stole Christmas? They're already showing that, too."
"I believe we should save the Christmas movie for December." Korvus said in agreement to Indiana Jones. It would also give him more time with her. "I enjoy Indiana Jones and the way the movies intertwine with interesting historical items."
“It does fit in so much better when there’s actually snow on the ground,” Meggan agreed. “I do, too. I’d look up what he’s trying to track down in the second movie, but I just didn’t want to spoil the surprise. Since I saw what the artifact was for the third in a commercial,” she explained. She could only assume it might be something bigger than the Ark of the Covenant.
It was only another moment before Korvus set the lassi in front of Meggan and then moved to the pan to prepare her a small bowl of paneer bhurji. "Then it is settled." He said with a smile as he set the bowl on the counter and offered Meggan a fork.
"Settled and looking forward to it." Meggan moved the lassi a few inches closer, just to put it within easy desperate grasping reach, while she accepted the fork with a grateful smile. She scooped up a small helping, enough so that she could have a good sampling of both of the cheese and a vegetable. A truly yummy cheese taste, with the hotness beginning to kick in moments after. Reddish cheeks were a good indicator of that, and a quick swig of the lassi followed before she could deal with more of that. “That’s good, even with the hot part. I see why you like it. And I love lassi.” She wasn’t just saying that because it was soothing the heat away, although that was a big part of it. It actually was tasty.
Korvus laughed softly as he began to put all the meals in the appropriate bowls and on the appropriate plates for Thanksgiving. "There are many kinds. I will make them for you often."
"Coriander, please." Korvus held his hand out as he stood over a pot full of boiling curry. Meggan has decided to help him make a few Indian dishes to bring to Thanksgiving. He wanted to contribute and he also assumed that a holiday called 'Turkey Day' would not be specifically vegetarian friendly.
It only took a moment for Meggan to find the jar of coriander on a shelf nearby, and hand it to him. “How much do you need for it?” Having never made this meal before, she wasn’t sure if it needed a tiny sprinkle of it, or far more.
Korvus spoke as he shook the jar a few times so it rained down over the curry. "The dish should only require a few shakes. I prefer to test by taste rather than measure." Once he finished he dipped a spoon into the broth, cradled a hand under it in case any fell, and held it out for Meggan.
Meggan carefully took a small sip of the liquid, almost expecting it to be flaming hot, but trusting that Korvus would have warned her. To her relief, it wasn’t. She nodded as she swallowed. “I think it’s nice and mild. I’ve never tried it before, but that’s a good dish.”
"I attempted to make the spice palatable to anyone whom may wish to try it at the celebration." Korvus nodded, satisfied with Meggan's approval.
“It worked,” Meggan praised. It was also very, very good. “One more very small taste?” One more little taste, and then he could continue on with making the rest of it.
Korvus laughed softly, preparing the spoonful for her and offering it again. "Sharon also enjoyed my cooking. She said it was tasty enough to prevent her from threatening me in regards to you."
Meggan took another sip, with a look of thanks. Better than the previous taste. “Oh, I hoped she’d be satisfied,” she grinned with some relief. “So there were no threats of a laking at all?” She was happy with that.
"She said she would have threatened, which by mentioning was itself a threat, but not in the traditional sense." Korvus attempted to clarify, though sometimes he over-thought and confused things more. "She said my personality was compatible with your preferences and implied you are self aware enough to have preferences that are not counter beneficial."
She understood what he was trying to say, and nodded her encouragement. “Implied, but not literal…not actually said. Got it,” Meggan offered. She was glad that Catseye approved of him, too. “Basically, I know enough to know what I don’t like, and like who I like. She’s right,” she smiled.
"That is a very important trait many people don't possess, even throughout their entire life." Korvus turned the stove off under the curry, moving on to test the next dish before offering Meggan a spoonful again. "This is the sweet cream for ras malai; it will be offered for dessert."
“Almost like serving it with a dollop of ice cream,” Meggan guessed before leaning over to the offered spoon. “Perfect. That’s a wonderful cream.” This part of the dessert was delicious, even if it sounded like it was just a small portion of it. That just meant more bits to look forward to.
"It is used to soak paneer. I could compare it to cheesecake." Korvus clarified. "It seemed to be the most appropriate Thanksgiving dessert I could find."
Meggan considered the taste again. “It does seem close to it, you’re right.” Having never really known of paneer until today, that cheesecake comparison made more sense. “You made a great choice picking that one. I’m hoping all the others here will love it,” Meggan offered. Everyone who could eat it, of course, since there was always a chance of someone not being able to eat some portion of the dinner.
"May I abruptly change the topic?" Korvus asked as he moved to a pan of onion fritters and the accompanying bowl of chutney.
“Of course, go ahead,” Meggan nodded. She didn’t think he needed her permission to change the subject, it certainly wasn’t a bother for her.
"Matt, who I share a suite with, has suggested that a casual relationship is undesirable. While we disagree on many things I did research common beliefs on the matter. I would like to clarify that I have no desire to be poly amorous without subjecting our interactions to so much scrutiny as to make them uncomfortable." Korvus' factual tone suggested he was relaying thoughts more than being insecure or advancing an agenda.
Meggan blinked in surprise, and tried to think of a way to answer that. “It depends on the person, but…I was thinking of casual as slow, not doing things too fast. Since it’s new. Getting to know each other kind of stuff.” She shook her head, and scrunched her nose for the briefest instant. “Not...not that. There were definitely no polyamorous doings in what I was thinking of as casual. Just us two. Only two people.” She understood that he wasn’t pressuring her, it was just a slight translation barrier difficulty again. She wouldn’t know what order people should do things in with that other kind of situation. It wasn’t what she wanted.
“Matt could have been thinking of some other kind of thing, too, but I don’t think it was that,” Meggan speculated. “Could he have meant two people that occasionally date, but see other people in the meantime?” She didn’t want that.
"I do not know what Matt was considering. I prefer your assessment. I understood it to mean that we were only going to not pressure each other, not that he were not exclusive. I felt it was important to make sure I was correct. Misunderstandings are the primary cause of all conflict." Korvus offered the last part with a smile as he flipped a fritter onto a small plate, used a spoon to put a small amount of mango chutney along the edge of the plate, and he held it out for Meggan. "Fritters are considered an appetizer."
“There’s that, too, yes,” Meggan agreed. Would one of them have to ask Matt? Maybe, even if he likely hadn’t meant any harm. “No pressuring to go along with the casual, so your first belief was the right thought.” Fritters were a welcome diversion from accidental threesome discussions. “Mmm. You make fantastic fritters, Korvus” she enthused after the first bite. They were great, and the chutney went along nicely, she decided as she began to eat the rest of it.
"Thank you. I have been practicing my cooking diligently in order to have access to comforts from my childhood." Korvus moved to his final pan, a mushed cheese frying with vegetables. "This is my personal favorite, Paneer Bhurji. It is very spicy." He warned as he carefully scooped up a spoonful and offered it.
“You’re welcome. That practice looks to be paying off.” It was nice that he was warning Meggan of the spice level before, and not after. She looked at the small scoop he was offering, and while it did look great, she had one question. “Before I bite in, should I have a very large glass of milk with me?” While she was going to heed his warning, she still wanted to give it a try.
Korvus laughed and shook his head, "Milk is certainly superior to water in this instance but in India a lassi is a common compliment to a spicy dish. Would you like me to prepare one for you?"
”If it’s better than milk for it? That sounds like it might be a good idea,” Meggan chuckled. If it helped take the edge off of any spicy food better than milk, then maybe it was a smart move to try it.
After returning the paneer to the pan and preparing a whisk, bowl, and glass, Korvus moved to the fridge to get his ingredients. "This will not take too long."
“That’s fine.” She was content to wait as long as he needed. Especially if it was for something like this—which might even taste better than regular milk, in addition to warding off the hotness of the dish.
Korvus leaned into the fridge as he searched for his ingredients, preparing yogurt, salt, and a couple mild spices. "I believe that, while I concentrate, it is your responsibility to guide the conversation until we can return to the topic at hand."
Meggan guessed whatever combination of spices went into the lassi was how it canceled out the hotter bits. “Right,” she said, as she watched his progress. “After all the cooking and feasting and giving of thanks is done for everyone, do you want to watch the second or third Indiana Jones movies with me? There’s a marathon on television, without commercial breaks.” No awkward silences for them this time, since she’d actually been planning to ask him. It could be a nice, quiet evening of discovering what those two films were like. She knew there was a search for the Holy Grail in the third, but nothing of the second. "Or," she offered, "If you want to save them for later, we could watch How The Grinch Stole Christmas? They're already showing that, too."
"I believe we should save the Christmas movie for December." Korvus said in agreement to Indiana Jones. It would also give him more time with her. "I enjoy Indiana Jones and the way the movies intertwine with interesting historical items."
“It does fit in so much better when there’s actually snow on the ground,” Meggan agreed. “I do, too. I’d look up what he’s trying to track down in the second movie, but I just didn’t want to spoil the surprise. Since I saw what the artifact was for the third in a commercial,” she explained. She could only assume it might be something bigger than the Ark of the Covenant.
It was only another moment before Korvus set the lassi in front of Meggan and then moved to the pan to prepare her a small bowl of paneer bhurji. "Then it is settled." He said with a smile as he set the bowl on the counter and offered Meggan a fork.
"Settled and looking forward to it." Meggan moved the lassi a few inches closer, just to put it within easy desperate grasping reach, while she accepted the fork with a grateful smile. She scooped up a small helping, enough so that she could have a good sampling of both of the cheese and a vegetable. A truly yummy cheese taste, with the hotness beginning to kick in moments after. Reddish cheeks were a good indicator of that, and a quick swig of the lassi followed before she could deal with more of that. “That’s good, even with the hot part. I see why you like it. And I love lassi.” She wasn’t just saying that because it was soothing the heat away, although that was a big part of it. It actually was tasty.
Korvus laughed softly as he began to put all the meals in the appropriate bowls and on the appropriate plates for Thanksgiving. "There are many kinds. I will make them for you often."
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