Barbeque in the Park [Tuesday Afternoon]

[knight-fatali.livejournal.com]

After a fun and interesting class that included hunting, Seifer had headed back over to the mainland with Hyperion, and had carved up his kill and a few others that were still around. It had taken several trips to haul it all back to the park, even with Ifrit's help. After the last load was brought back, he made a short trip to T&C to pick up supplies, then he was back at the park.

It didn't take long for him to have a fire pit set up and a merry fire going, with huge chunks of meat roasting on the spit above the flames. Seifer himself was kicked back, beer in hand, enjoying the warmth.

Sometimes, having a huge beast looking Guardian Force hanging around. Even if he was still lounging by the fire, waiting for his dinner as well.



[[Barbeque time. Don't mind Ifrit, he'll just glare at you and keep the fire going and the meat from being burnt.]]

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[capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com]

"I would be too if I looked like that."

Jack was quite the diplomat.

"Where'd you get all of this? I teach a cooking class, you know."

Be afraid of how Jack's mind might work here.

[knight-fatali.livejournal.com]

Seifer pointed towards the causeway. "The local wildlife across the bridge. Professor Skywalker had us drive a few of them off a cliff for a class assignment."

He used Hyperion to pull a chunk of the beef from the fire and grinned. "This batch looks about done."

Well, if your idea of done was still bloody but warm.

[capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com]

Jack made his class come up with recipes featuring French dressing and Lucky Charms. Picky was not in his vocabulary. "Looks delicious," he said. "I'm Captain Jack Sparrow."

[knight-fatali.livejournal.com]

Seifer had made people eat worse than that just for fun. "Seifer Almasy. Help yourself."

[capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com]

"You don't have to tell me twice," Jack assured him, flashing him a smile.

[knight-fatali.livejournal.com]

Seifer shoved aside the skull he'd been cleaning and started to eat the hunk he'd cut off. "Any ideas where I should hang the head?"

[capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com]

"I suppose it's a little large to put over your bed," Jack mused.