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TAAKO

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@fromTV

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Pâtissier

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"You've got Taako. I'm too busy to take your call right now, leave a message."

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text; @d.pavus (Backdated to Sat. Afternoon)

[tevinteraltus]

[ He's been mulling over this for a bit now, because dealing with feelings is stupid, but then again, responsibilities were more important than any sort of personal involvement. Still, it hadn't been long and he already missed Magnus, and really the environment that had grown out of his visiting their home.

He writes and deletes this text more times than he'll ever admit. ]

Taako.
If I were to bring wine, would you be interested in reprising your omelette? It was divine.

[ Help. I'm lonely and sad. ]

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[Taako is more the familiar with this particular language, and he won't begrudge Dorian needing it right now. They'd known this would happen eventually but it felt like some far away thing, not anything to immediately worry about.

The same it had been with Rin, really.]

Bring a white and I'll do a sole meunière that'll change your life

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Maker, I'm not even certain what that may be.

[Which is another wording of "yes very much of course."]

But a white we shall have. I think I'm due for a life-changing experience.

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Who isn't

Let yourself in when you get here, darling, I'll be in the kitchen

[They rarely lock the door, considering the wards on the place, so Dorian can just wander on in once he's acquired wine and made his way over. Taako has cooking to do, it'll keep him busy and that's what he needs right now.]

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Too true.
Alright. I'll see you soon.

[There's something slightly unconfortable, knowing that he can so easily pass through Taako's wards, that he was still considered a guest after Magnus left. He hadn't expected it, really. He had so few friends, and fewer connections. That Taako still...cared...

...he needed more than just the one bottle of wine, he thought, but he could fake it. He had been for years, after all. He did let himself in, and followed the sounds to the kitchen, as indicated. He's even familiar enough with the interior to come in, set the bottle down on the counter, far from Taako's workspace, and being a search for glasses. And he arrives as casually chic as always.]

Good evening, Taako.

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[There's a rice pilaf finishing up in the oven while Taako prepares the sauce, whisking it in a pot as a mage hand occasionally adds squares of butter. He doesn't pause as Dorian walks in, but he does look up and offer a smile.]

You should've told me we were getting dressed up, I woulda put some effort in.

[He literally just threw on the first dress he came across this morning, his hair up in a loose bun as it usually is when he cooks. It's not the worst outfit in the world, but it's definitely minimal effort.]