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[sicharia]

Hello. [The person seated in front of the library terminal is a pale, white-haired woman dressed in something reminiscent of a nun's habit, though there's nothing to cover her head. One of her yellow eyes is covered with an eyepatch. She tries to smile and does about as well as one might expect of a person in her situation, the expression both pinched and weak.] My name is Claudia Kotomine. I've—just arrived.

[There's definitely some uncertainty in her voice about how she should describe the situation, but nonetheless, she carries on.] If there are any other members of the Holy Church here, I'd like to hear from them as soon as possible. Or— Anyone else I'm acquainted with. And, mm, even if there aren't...

[She trails off momentarily, her one visible eye flicking away from the terminal as she considers something. Her lips purse together for a moment, and then she sighs. Well, she doesn't want to be ungrateful—at least she's able to eat—but—]

Ah, it's just that the kitchen seems equipped to do a lot more than it currently is! [She laughs, but the sound is nervous.] Is the food always in the state that it is now? I just thought—if there are better ingredients around anywhere, I could make something nicer. I'm more than willing to share with anyone who helps me with this, so...

...Ah, in any case, thank you for your time. [She forces another slight smile.] If there's anything you would like to ask of me in turn, I'm happy to assist or answer you to the best of my ability.

[For those that would prefer action, immediately after this she can be found browsing the library (and frustrating herself with her inability to find anything of immediate use), and later on she'll be investigating the thirteenth floor/the cathedral.]

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[chainsawn]

Are you good at making food? [ Priorities. It's not that Urotsuki's selfish though, it's just that she's really.. weird, mostly. But she'll help out in her own way.

She comes across pretty childish either way, despite looking like she has to be fifteen. ]

I'll help you find stuff if you can make some good food.. ah, but it has to be better than other people's I've tasted. Some people here are really good at making it.

[sicharia]

Ahh, well... I don't know how good I am, but I at least know my way around a kitchen. [Her smile is a little sheepish.] Of course, I would appreciate any help you could give me, miss.

[chainsawn]

I don't know how to cook, but.. I've seen someone talking on where to find food here earlier. You need to get it yourself, since they only give those bars in the cafetaria now.

[ Not that she really minds, she can eat anything, but she still has preferences. ]

[sicharia]

Right, so I've heard. To tell you the truth, though, I don't think I'd be very good at hunting and that kind of thing. It's just not something I've had to do before. What about you?

[chainsawn]

.. Hmm.. It depends. [ She had to think about that answer for a bit, really. ] I guess I've sort of done it before, but not like most people have. But I can do it if I have to in this place.

Even if the food in the cafeteria right now isn't all that bad.. I guess.

[sicharia]

"Sort of done it"? Ah, well... You don't have to do anything, really. It's up to you if you would like to or not.

Mm, no, it certainly could be worse. After all, we shouldn't be ungrateful for what we have been given. I just... I thought it would be nice to make something more, if it's possible to do so.

[chainsawn]

Then.. don't worry. I'll get you something if you will make something for me from it. [ Apparently she does want that in exchange for offering help.. ]

Where are you? I'll come bring some stuff later..

[sicharia]

Mm! [She bows her head, genuinely grateful.] Thank you very much. I hope that my cooking is up to your standards.

Hm, well, I'm in the library now, but maybe it would be better to pick a different place to meet? There are tools to cook with downstairs, so why not just meet me there?

[chainsawn]

.. Yes. [ She nods a little. ] I'll be there later. See you.

[ With that she turns off the video, leaving the terminal. About a half hour later she arrives where they arranged to meet, holding up some dead fish with her shirt and looking around for the woman. Her expression is still strangely blank. ]