Sengoku Horizon

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The Warring States Period: Fierce warlords fought for control of Japan, and many would perish. When a warrior falls, where does the passion they once held go? Possibly into something dear such as a favorite weapon or heirloom. These heirlooms have been labeled as “relics”, and those that carry them are labeled as “Scions." Recently more and more of these special relics have been activating, signaling the start of a great change as ancient power meets the modern world!

Now For The Local News, 06/01/2018 The Chinese delegation have now arrived at the city of Edo. Making friends and learning about Edo Culture is their current aim! In other news it is also time for the school dance event! Please bring your characters along!

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 Sugar, Spice, and Everything Nice, (Aideen)
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 Posted: Jan 28 2018, 08:45 PM
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It was the afternoon when most classes had already been released with the halls filling with chatty teens talking to each other. Most seemed to be heading out, possibly to the dorms or to hang out, though some were instead making their way to their clubs instead. The little Souta just happened to be of the same sort as he carefully made his way through the halls, trying not to bump into anyone. As people saw what state he was in, some yielded the way out of curtesy. Others just didn't pay him much attention or didn't particularly care, though it wasn't much problem to Souta aside from the occasional person bumping into him. It didn't sting as much as it had before, but the young man still greatly preferred leaving his recovering injuries mostly untouched.

Turning around the corner and making his way into the culinary room, Souta came to a stop before slowly pulling the door open with one arm. As he made his way inside, everyone could clearly see him now. His left arm was held in a cast by a sling clutched tightly against his chest. As he noticed some of the strange gazes he had gotten, he gave a polite smile to everyone in the room. It had been a week since he'd last attended anything besides his classes, but he finally mustered up enough resolve to step out from his room once more. Slowly, he closed the door behind him and made his way to a table with a small shoulder bag. Setting it down and digging through it, he quickly began to dig through it before going to take out a picture of some Japanese cookies.

"Excuse me for suddenly asking after being gone for a while, but can anyone help me make this? It's butter cookie so it's pretty simple, but I have trouble getting my head around them." he announced suddenly, glancing around as he looked on for any takers. "I'm afraid I'm a little unable right now with the state of my body. Besides that, I'm not really as talented in cooking as most people here. So if I could get your assistance, I would be grateful and would be fine with letting them have some. Thank you for listening." he explained before going to set down the picture and make his way to one of the prep areas, washing his hands quickly before going to begin the tedious task of gathering ingredients. For the most part, few stated their answers while none had really moved to help him other than fetching some things for him. Only having one good arm at his disposal would do that but didn't feel he was in much place to complain as he simply donned an apron and set to work on starting with or without anyone's help.

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 Posted: Jan 30 2018, 10:36 PM
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Classes had finally let out and after a long day of math and science and history, Jugemu was ready to let herself loose on something relaxing. More school. But cooking was one of her favorite classes, definitely up there with poisons and chemistry. Heck, it had managed to stay her favorite class even now that she'd started teaching it. That was God because teaching was kind of hard sometimes. Jugemu had to teach herself how to teach and she had not had much in the way of an example.

A private tutor was different, that was very hands on, very steady. The school had employed a chef but he always brought in new people with different styles of teaching and different ideas of what made cooking good. Jugemu had, after being granted the position when the teacher returned to his restaurant last year, promised to herself that she would be the best teacher ever. It was a high bar to set for a girl with no experience but she thought she was doing ok.

The biggest gripe she had with the whole thing was how little cooking she actually got to do. At least there was the chance after classes and after the club but during, no way. Heck, even during the club she basically served the same position as any other teacher did, she just hung out in the same room and prepared class work while the students did their own things. She would have liked to participate more, maybe even be club president, alas, it was not to be. So instead of indulging in the casual creations of cakes and cookies, Jugemu was at the desk in the front corner of the classroom with a stack of paperwork.

As the club members trickled into the classroom in singles and pairs, she gave each one a smile and a hearty good luck to them on today's dish. A few she was pleased to see were also in her class. Hopefully they'd be working on their assignments. Jugemu tried to avoid giving out real work, hers was not the only class people took after all, but she was not going to go easy on the students just because it was an elective. There were high standards here Bugei after all. Most of the in class work was figuring out and understanding recipes. The homework tended to be more focused on ingredients. The paper she had on top of the stack in front of her now was on sugarcane. And it was really boring. Why couldn't some people spice up their papers. Like food, life needed a bit of spice and variety to make it stand out.

The blandness of the paper in front of her contributed to the pleasure at seeing the young Kasai enter. She hadn't seen him in awhile and he looked pretty beaten up. Though hopefully he was feeling better. She extended him the same greeting as everyone else and turned her attention back to the boring task of grading. She was surprised when his voice cut above the chatter and requested some assistance. "I'll help." Jugemu shot to her feet perhaps a little too enthusiastically. But who could blame her, the alternative was sugar canes and not cooking anything at all.

She quickly smoothed the wrinkles of her shirt down and plucked her apron off the back of her chair. She navigated around the students while tying it on and stopped beside Souta. "Good afternoon, Kasai-san." She smiled down at him. "Let's let the others work on their own plans. I'd be happy to help you though, as long as I get to sneak one or two in myself." She added with a wink. "So, it's your recipe, you're in charge." Jugemu said and slipped her glasses into the collar of her shirt.

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 Posted: Feb 3 2018, 08:11 PM
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While he hadn't particularly been sure whether he could enlist any aid at all or not, Souta found himself admittedly a bit surprised at the speed in which Jugemu had volunteered to help. She must had been pretty eager to bake he supposed, pretty unaware of his assistance in escaping her paper work. Though it wasn't like he was in any position to complain if he did know. Watching her as she approached, the young heir made sure to take note of her features. It hadn't been all that long since he had last seen her all things considered, but it was always good to keep an updated image in mind. As far as he could tell, she hadn't changed all that much yet she still remained a fairly refreshing sight.

Giving a bright smile to Jugemu as she drew near, Souta gave her a respectful nod in return to her greeting. "Thank you for helping, sensei. I'm sure with your help, there is no way the recipe could go wrong." he would state with a bit of certainty, nodding to himself for a few moments before looking back to the ingredients. Among those he'd gather would be a little note with probably the most basic of instructions but the exact amounts needed for each ingredient. Leaning up on his toes for a moment, the young boy seemed to take a moment to reach out before going to grab a whisk and set it inside a bowl which he'd then pull close to the edge. Next he'd glance up at his teacher, pondering for a moment before going to push it more towards her. "I won't be able to mix this stuff well. . . At least not without making a really big mess. If you could, I would appreciate you doing it until it's um. . . Fluffy like! Just like wool kinda!" he'd state as he would then set a stick of butter along with a small jar of sugar beside it, having to take a bit of time for each thing.

"I'll sift the flour so we can actually make the cookies right." Souta would quickly state with a light smile, trying to hide the fact he wasn't sure how he would. Then he'd grab a small sifter with a crank on the side of it. Here was the other complicated part he didn't really know how to get past. Normally someone would have to use two hands for this as well, though Souta wasn't planning to let his teacher shoulder all of the work just because he got hurt in a dumb fight. Pouring a bit of flour into the container from a small bag, he would lift it up before trying to figure out how just to crank the device. Curiously trying to use the counter for a few moments, he would only let out a sigh of frustration before blinking as an idea came to him. It was going to look dumb, but he was determined to make sure this was done with his own hands.

Well, hands and whatever else would work anyways. Lifting the sifter up a bit higher, he would lean his head forward towards the crank before biting down on the wood firmly. "Ymph!" he'd exclaim to himself, though his current arrangement not making it clear just what he meant to say. With a bit of effort though, he'd start moving his arm in a clockwork motion to get the flour inside strained nicely. At this point he was blushing a little bit with embarrassment the awkward way of going about it. To say he felt weird was an understatement. Why wasn't he simply using electric tool instead? He didn't really believe it. He liked a lot of modern advancements in entertainment and such, but when it came to sweets, he knew that hard work tended to pay off much more in making them sweeter. Right now he wasn't willing to settle for some shabby cookies.

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 Posted: Feb 4 2018, 10:00 AM
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"Aww, thank you, you little charmer." Jugemu said with a smile and lightly ruffled Souta's hair. She reached around him and picked up the bowl and a whisk before stepping to one side, the same side as his injured arm. It was a natural move, and mostly done because she wouldn't have to worry about intruding on his elbow room. "One bowl of whipped butter coming up."

But first, she needed cleaner hands. She leaned over to one of the many sinks dotting the cooking stations and ran them under warm water with a tab of soap and then dried them off on the front of her apron. As she picked up the butter, she smiled at the boy's attempts to sift flour one handed. She would have helped him with it if he'd asked but apparently he wanted to do as much on his own as he could. That was cute if misguided.

She turned her attention to her own task. If he was trying this hard then she would put all her effort in too. It wouldn't be right otherwise. She held the butter close to her body to let her body heat soften it up a little bit further while her other hand began spooning sugar into the bowl. She swirled it around a little and then set the bowl down. Mostly she was playing this by eye. "You want the whole stick, right Souta?" She nodded at his response and picked up a knife.

Rather than just dumping the whole thing in, she cut little pats from it and dropped them into the sugar before giving it a swirl so that the butter was coated in the little crystals. Once she had enough, she picked up the whole bowl, held it in the crook of her arm and took the whisk to it. Adding the butter in small chunks was not going to have much affect on the cookies either way, but it did help speed up the whisking process.

Had she been using a stand mixer or some other machine, she wouldn't have bothered breaking it up. The machines tended to be strong and durable enough to keep going, not to mention how fast they could spin. She was not that fast, nor was the wire whisk she held particularly hard. So she made adjustments in her style. She was not against machines in the kitchen, in her mind, it was no different to the oven and stove and those were integral. For her, the distinction lay in who made the food, a nameless factory, a small shop that churned out hundreds, or close friend. It was less about the how and far more about the who.

She kept whisking while hiding a giggle at her partner who was attempting to hold the sifter in his mouth while he sifted the flour. It didn't take long before Jugemu had her butter whipped up, though it did take a few extra dashes of sugar to be added in to get it how she thought it should be. But it was better to guess under and still be able to add than to guess over and have to throw the whole thing out. At least, when it came to making things. For her other activities, it was always better safe than sorry and overdose instead of underdose.

"Alright Kasai-san, how does this look?" She held the bowl low and tipped it towards him so he could look inside. "Is it to your satisfaction? What would you like me to do next?"

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As he seemed to watch Jugemu every so often, Souta found it was fairly difficult with how his own attention was focused right now. Still, he managed to pull his face from the sifter long enough to inspect the stick and give a single nod. "If you would please, that would be great! There's gonna be a good bit so we'll need a lot." he'd say a bit cheerfully as he seemed to be enjoying himself a good bit despite having to return to awkwardly sifting. Still, he figured it wouldn't be that much longer until he was done and could hurry up with the next step.

As he managed to glance over every so often, the young man found himself catching a glimpse at her method. It certainly looked like it would've been easier than how he planned to do it. Though then again, he wasn't that surprised. Obviously she had been shown to be his superior when it came to skills in the culinary department. That was why she was the one in charge of the class after all. It hadn't been as if he hated cooking himself either, though he mostly enjoyed the reward of the craft more than the actual process. And out of all the places to get good sweets, it was only logical that the school for Japan's best would have some of the best cooks in the world.

As Souta heard a giggle from her and caught her gaze on him for a moment, he couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed. Between getting the broken arm in the first place and having to operate like this now, he couldn't say he was exactly pleased with how he looked. He was meant to be a symbol of the Kasai's strength and power. Yet now he was hardly getting most tasks done himself and had to get the assistance of others. It wasn't exactly his proudest moment even if he did enjoy having his sensei help. She had seemed fairly nice enough at the least.

Letting out a sigh of relief as he found himself releasing the sifter, the young man found himself setting it aside as he looked down at the bowl of strained flour before him. Giving a light smile at his work, he seemed happy just to have it done already. Taking hold of the bowl, he would go to lean it over her own before giving her a polite nod. "It looks really good! Now if you could just mix this in too now, we can put all the dough into a ball, bag it, and be ready to move on." he'd say confidently as he pulled out a small slip of paper from within his sleeve, going to set it on the counter before him. He had already admitted he hadn't quite understood all of it yet, but he'd had the sense to write it out just in case beforehand. Next they'd be putting it in the fridge for a bit. It seemed counter intuitive, but he supposed it wouldn't be good to get away from the recipe. At the least it might give them time to just talk or something.

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 Posted: Feb 11 2018, 10:25 AM
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"Good job, Kasai-San." She said. So the young man was making a lot of cookies today, well, he always seemed like the sort to have a sweet tooth, she had one too but this seemed like more than just satisfying a craving. Maybe it was for a little girlfriend, oh to be young and in love again. She missed those days of...actually, a few months ago. She hadn't really been able to find somebody new after her last break up. Life was hectic but now she was able to focus again. Still, she envied the little guy and certainly envied the one getting a big batch of sweets.

"Before we add the flour in, are you sure there's nothing else you wanted to add?" She leaned over his head and peered at the recipe. It was a fairly basic and simple sugar cookie recipe and there was nothing wrong with that. However, there was also nothing wrong with a bit of pizazz and a touch of something special could take a good thing and turn it great. If little Souta wanted to impress somebody, great was the way to go.

Jugemu reached into the pocket of her apron and pulled out several wax pouches, almost like little ravioli so with some kind of liquid inside. "Sugar cookies are lovely but maybe the lucky recipient might enjoy something a bit fresher or exotic." She began to set them down on the cooking station. "A touch of extract can add to the flavor and can be stronger than sugar alone. Some people might even like two. But you have to be careful that they function as a unit and not against each other." She pointed at the brown wax. "Almond is a good choice," then at the yellow "and so is lemon," then she pointed at the red "cinnamon is bold," then at the black "vanilla is exotic." She pursed her lips at the repeated colors still in her hand before she started digging around in her apron to pull out an orange one.

"Here's orange which is also good. I've also got a few others in my desk but they're still in their bottles and haven't been dosed out yet. Your choice, Kasai-sama." She lightly patted the boy's shoulder. "Sugar cookies are a bit like the farmer, solid, reliable, and the country relies on them to survive. But a bunch of farmers alone will not make the province great. For that you need the textiles, the bakers, the culture, all the little things that aren't entirely required but make life worth living." She reached into another pocket of her apron and pulled out several small paper packets also with different colors, but most of these she dropped back into the pocket, leaving only two grey packets.

"And to make sure that the farmers and workers and servants are doing their best, we have salt. The soldiers. It will enhance all the flavors and make the taste buds take notice. For the amount of dough we've got, two doses should be enough." She set them next to Souta's bowl of flour. "You can add that to your flour, I'll mix whatever flavor you like with the whipped butter, and then if you could be a dear and pour the flour in slowly while I whisk, I'd be very thankful." She smiled at him.

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