xp_logs | Sooraya and Kyle (backdated)

Sooraya is cooking... Kyle is hungry... Flying cheese is seen...

With a quick movement she pulled over the tomato, quickly cutting into it and making the juices spill over the cutting board. She had made a big pan of lasagna that was now in the oven for some people and now she was preparing a salad to go with it. Her stomach protested a little at the smell of the lasagna, but she firmly tried to suppress her it.

"Fooooooood." Kyle had come in still toweling off his hair from a swim. An intended swim, rather than the 'laking' kind, and with his face buried in towel, his nose had led the way to delicious kitchen smells. Even a month after Genosha, he was still finding himself hungry more often than not - rebuilding muscle, healing wounds, it all required fuel and he'd been using more of it than usual. "How much trouble am I going to be in if I just grab the tomatoes and run?" He asked.

Sooraya looked up from her tomatoes, eyed him and said dryly: "A lot. Those tomatoes are meant for a salad for everyone. If you hold out for about twenty minutes though, the lasagna should be done. I believe all the ingredients are Kyle-safe."

"Unless you got chocolate lasagna in there, we're good." Kyle wandered towards the stove and took a somewhat theatrical sniff. "I detect no chocolate. Basil and oregano, yes, chocolate no." He inched towards the remaining salad ingredients. "A lot like, face fulla sand a lot, or a lot like chasing me down to make me miserable a lot? Because dude, heirloom tomatoes..." The good ones, not the icky mushy ones from the average grocery store.

"Take your pick... I haven't decided yet." Sooraya was almost a little surprised at the slightly annoyance in her voice. The not eating was definitely making her grouchy. Normally his teasing would not really bother her. She shrugged a little mentally though and grabbed another tomato...

On one hand, a face full of sand-form Sooraya would suck. He'd seen what she could do with that. On the other, it was Sooraya and when was she ever that cranky? On the third hand, the tomatoes were calling his name and Kyle edged closer to the food, a teasing grin on his face. "Sooooo, is there a reason there's a ton of lasagna, or is it just like Lasagna Day?" He inched a little closer and then paused. "Ooh, ooh, I know, it's a guy! You met some guy, right?"

Sooraya paused her chopping for just a second before resuming again, the chop-chop-chop sound of the knife on the board hiding her sigh. "No, Kyle... there is no guy. Islamic remember..." Sooraya pointed at her scarf. "No guys till I plan on getting married. I am just making lasagna because we have mansion full of hungry people." She saw Kyle's hand starting to move and she dropped her knife, grabbing a wooden spoon nearby. "Kyle..."

"You could be meeting a guy to... see if you were compatible or something!" Kyle said, trying not to laugh. "A Muslim guy! You could totally be making dinner for a dude you met!" He raised both hands, shaking his head. "Kyle's my name! Stealing your tomatoes is totally not my game because god damn that is a lame rap lyric attempt or something." He snagged one of the smallest tomatoes and darted back several feet. "Victory!"

Anger suddenly flared brightly inside Sooraya and she twirled around, facing the feral. Her eyes flashed as she spoke in a low, but clear voice. "No Kyle, I have better things to do then chasing guys. Like trying to help people who still are hurt by what happened not even a month ago." One of her hands grabbed something from the counter behind her and she threw it at Kyle's head. She put her hands on her hips, watching the Parmesan cheese she had used for the lasagna fly at Kyle's head. "If you want food, sit down and wait for a few moments."

Kyle let the wedge of cheese bounce off his forehead, and caught it in one hand. "First, nice aim. Second, are you seriously on the turbo "I have to do nothing but help everyone" kick? Because that is for reals like epic not healthy. I mean like, in the been there done that not talking out my ass here way." He turned the cheese over a few times, broke off a piece and then set the rest down on the counter. "Yeah, everyone is hurt, and everyone is still feeling it, and so are you."

"I am fine, Kyle. I didn't have it that badly and I can handle it." Sooraya denied angrily. She was in no mood to tell that there were some things going on, but that was necessary, since she was handling it. "Besides, helping others is how I heal. Even if all I can do is making sure there is good food around when they want too or to make dua's to Allah for his mercy and aid."

"You're angry, you smell like you want to punch me in the eye, and you're throwing food over me making jokes about your love life." Kyle pulled a chair out, turned it around backwards and sat down on it. "I'm not saying you're doing anything wrong, but if you're losing your temper over dumb jokes, you aren't handling it. There's no like, shame, dishonor, embarrassment, whatever you wanna call it, in taking a break or taking some time for yourself or getting therapy or whatever you need to do to not be angry for dumb crap, and trust me I know from being angry for stupid reasons, and right now, that is you."

"I get angry one time and I need therapy..." Sooraya sighed a little and crouched down before the oven to check on the lasagna's progress. The flames of her anger had simmered down a lot as she turned around and pulled out a chair of her own. "I know I do not get angry very often, Kyle, but I do get angry some times... And you have known me long enough that I view my 'love life' very differently..." She raised an eyebrow at him. Though her anger had faded, she was still somewhat annoyed with him.

"Therapy or whatever." Kyle said. "Not saying you need therapy necessarily, just saying that losing your cool isn't like you and if there's anything I know, it's losing your cool. And yeah, I know you, and that's why I know you're a little off. Not like, I think you're totally loco in the head off, just twitchy, you know? Cooking everything, not taking jokes well at all, and throwing food at people." He pointed with a thumb at the cheese that had hit him. "I just wanna make sure you know you're ... you know, not doing the 'take care of everyone else but yourself' thing that some people do.

Again Sooraya sighed, the last of her annoyance disappearing. This time she turned to face Kyle. "I know you mean well, Kyle. I am sorry for throwing the cheese at you. That was a little out of line... I am trying to deal with some things and probably it would be good for me to talk to someone..." She lowered her gaze a little. "It's just... not yet... And the taking care of people does help me..."

"Hey, no worries about the cheese. It's not like you threw a giant block of chocolate at me. That I can't steal pieces off while I try to talk you out of working yourself into exhaustion." He held up another piece of the cheese between finger and thumb and grinned. "Hey, I worry. I have too many friends who do this, I recognize the ... symptoms or whatever." Kyle explained. "So... teasing about guys right out? I should not do that unless it's like, a dude who is Muslim?"

She finished taking out the plate out of the cupboard and moved to a drawer to gather a fork and a knife. "Uhm... It just makes me a little uneasy... I don't think about it that much..." Sooraya blushed a little. "I don't really plan on dealing with... it until I have decided I want to and am ready to get married... " She put down the plate and cutlery down in front of him and scooped some of the salad in a small salad bowl. "You still hungry? Since you devoured the cheese..."

"I'm always kinda hungry. Part of my mutation." Kyle explained. "And here, lemee do that. Seriously, I just embarrassed you, totally like crossed a line and was kind of a butt. Can I eat least apologize by putting food on plates or taking lasagna out of the oven for you?" He was definitely a little sheepish looking. "Food apologies. Kind of my thing. Unless you want a random dozen donuts? Donutulas does vegan, those'd be safe for you, right?"

"It's okay. I was kinda prickly also. " Sooraya put down the larger salad bowl and tossed the oven mittens over. "If you want to help though... the lasagna should be ready. It's a new recipe, so you can try it out." She moved back over to the cupboard to gather a plate and cutlery for herself and put down across. She was kinda hungry... Even if most food didn't sit well with her at the moment, she could still try a little bit. Moving back to the counter she pulled out another small salad bowl for herself and brought over the salad for Kyle and herself.

"Yeah, but if I get you apology donuts then I get to get myself a donut." Kyle said, grinning. "Okay, okay, you talked me into it, but let me at least help with dishes? I am a pro at dishes." He jerked his head towards the sink and dirty dishes. "Even if it's only cause my mom's like anti-dishwasher or something. She -has- one, she just never used it when I was growing up."

"Just get the lasagna out of the oven. That's enough. Truly..." She gestured at the mitts she'd tossed his way. "Then you can try out some of the lasagna and tell me if you like the new recipe.

Dutifully, Kyle slipped on the oven mitts - keeping his claws in so they didn't snag the material, and then slid the pan out of the oven. "Okay. If a random box of Sooraya-safe donuts shows though, it wasn't me. It was the donut gnomes." He cracked a grin, slipped off a mitt and held it over his head like a hat. "The donut gnomes contract out sometimes."

Sooraya brought over the tools to carve the lasagna. "Kyle... donuts really aren't necessary. It's okay." Quickly she cut a large piece and put it on Kyle's plate. "Now taste and tell me what you think of it." She carved a small piece for herself, taking a bite. Immediately she put down her fork as the queasiness returned.

Kyle took a bite - a Kyle sized bite, so almost big enough to fall off the fork, and got about halfway through happy chewing before he noticed the expression of "t-minus thirty seconds to unhappy stomach" on Sooraya's face. "Uh. I think it's fab, but you look like you're not digging it. You okay?"

"Just a little queasy suddenly. That's all. It quite rich..." Sooraya reached for her salad, taking a small bite. "That is better... Maybe I am coming down with a bit of a bug." She kept her gaze firmly on her plate when she replied.

"Eh, it happens. couple of weeks of not eating well, sometimes you can't digest heavy stuff." Kyle said, shrugging. "Might be worth sticking you head in down at the docs just to make sure you didn't get the flu or anything, but eh, as long as you're eating something. Salad's food, right?"

"I might do that if it keeps giving me trouble..." Sooraya commented non-committally as she took another small bite of the salad. "But don't let it keep you from enjoying it. Dig in." She gestured firmly at his plate.