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"cho....uh....no?"

Iekka doesnt look up as she finishes the last of the shellfish and moves the pot to the side, she picks up the knife, places it in San's hand, holding her hand over top of his and dumps out the coconut onto the counter, then places his hand holding the knife over the meat, patting the top of his hand.

"Chop." She turned from him and went over to the cupboard and pulled out some garlic and other spices, adding them to the shellfish, then putting them away before taking the bowl of coconut milk and puring it over top and stiring it.

She turned to the stove and got the flame going, then placed the pot over the stove, giving it one last stir before looking back at San.

"....wha...chop.....you chop!"

"If you want food, then chop." She turned and stired the shellfish, then walked over to the counter and started to clean up the shells.

"Chop...me....chop.......ha!" He starts chopping then stops "....wait....who pays who around here?"

"Just chop the damned coconut." She muttered throwing the shells away and wiping off the counter.

'Why is it so hard for him to just chop the coconut, damnit, he is stubborn... bah, if I can get him to be a bit more obediant... might not be so bad... like training a horse, might get kicked a bit, but once they are trained, they are yours for life...' She thought that over. 'Okay, I just need him for a while... not life... deffinatly not life...'

San silently mocks her, then continues chopping, slowly

She turns and stirs the seafood again, and without turning to look at him mutters.

"We need those before the sun goes down my dear." She looked at him with a slight frown, then walked over to him and took the knife out of his hand.

"If its that hard to bloody well do..." She poked him with the tip of the blade to get him to move, then in a few swift movements had the coconut diced into small flakes.

San yelps slightly then his eyes narrow

"Unwise dear...unwise.." He mutters and takes the knife back, poking her, he grabs the remaining coconut and chops it into fineflakes, nearly powdering it in what appears to be two chops

He mutters something to himself about arrogant self serving elfies

Iekka shakes her head as she let the pot of food simmer for a while and turns to face San, looking at his face covered in streakes of dirt and sweat and at the rest of him.

"Sean..." She starts as she pulls out a cloth and soaks it in some fresh water.

"Iekka..." he mutters

She turns and faces him, then takes the cloth and whipes it across his face, leaving a streak clear of dirt that ran from his left eye down to the right side of his jaw.

"...you need to get clean." She finishes.

San raises a brow

"Clean? I know not the meaning of this word.."

She whipes off the end of his nose then tosses the cloth into his hands.

"Clean now." She walked back over to the food and stired it again.

"You clean!" he calls to her back

He raises a brow

"What the....did you just...? Holy malachin....female elfies.....ugh...wheres the sirani elfies when you need em?" He grabs the cloth from his shoulder and walks into his room

San walks out, now clean, and throws the blackened, once whie, cloth at Iekka

Iekka catches the cloth with a satisfied smirk on her face, then tosses into the barrel with the rest of things that needed to be washed and looked at him.

'Hm...dont look too bad when he's cleaned up...' She thought to herself watching him sit down.

"Wow, Sean, I can hardly recognise you without your layer of dirt... good look, try to stick with it." She joked.

"Ya, and Braegon will return and become the all mighty supergod, too" He says sarcastic and sits at the table "Wheres the food, I'm so hungry I could eat a cow, then a chicken, then a turkey, then a..."

"If you looked down infront of you, you will see the nice hot steaming bowl of seafood and coconut stew, if you look straight ahead you can admire the freshly picked flowers, to your right..." She stopped with a smirk on her face as she picked up the fork and took a bite.

"To my right...?" He mutters, then looks at the stew, then straight ahead, then to his right

Iekka shakes her head slightly taking another bite.

"So..." She tries to strike a conversation. "What is the job you speak of?"

"Right....job.....I Want you to prove your worth in gold, So, You get to meet orcs. On unfriendly terms"

She takes another bite.

"Oh how fun." She says, though her voice is of acctual excitement.

"Tommorow, I want you to go deeper into the island, into blood territory, and kill the first orc you see. If you can do this without getting beaten, raped, or killed, I'll give you two gold bars. If you come back without a head, I'll give you fifty gold coins if you can prove you went all the way there. If you tell anyone I ordered this, I'll kill you myself."

Iekka looked at him with intrest.

"Very well, and I shall be silent about it as you wish, though who would I tell, you ARE the onlly person I know on this island." She picked up a scalleop on her fork and looked at it for a moment before putting it into her mouth.

'Kill an orc, not the best way to meet a race...' She looked back at him.