[agodr] Celeste v Gask: 20 questions

"It's a candle," Celeste replied gently, aware that she had actually won the challenge but thinking too that it had been fun and she hadn't actually come thinking of the win. So far most of her challenges were simply for fun, though this time something was actually on the line. It was Mr. Parsons.

"I know that I won, but I came to trade my regalia, not to take yours away," she said as she glanced back at Mr. Parsons, and saw him nod in agreement.

"I'm willing to take whomever you want to give up," Celeste said as she glanced at Mr. Glister but also had the odd feeling there was someone else in play. Gask and his regalia seemed too well-suited, perhaps.

"Really?" Celeste remarked curiously when he told her there was another regalia, a woman, and that they might be suited, or at least that she might enjoy her company more than Mr. Glister´s.

"And yes, the challenge was very enjoyable. My students sometimes play 20 questions in class. Always amazes me how fast they guess sometimes," she told Gask, "Maybe it's because they are the same age group so they tend to think of the same things, who knows?" she said with a smile as they waited amicably.

"Are you studying here, at the Academy?" she asked curiously.

"I do teach Home Ec, and yes, I really enjoy cooking, baking, home arrangement, decoration, that kind of thing," Celeste knew she sounded a little like magical Martha Stewart type person, but she enjoyed the simplest things in life, things that might be considered old-fashioned or even not needed on an island of magical beings.

"I also enjoy imparting that knowledge, sharing with others," she admitted, "Probably why I became a teacher actually."

"Meat is a tricky thing to cook well actually. A few seconds too long can take a steak from tender to tough," she said, "And truthfully, salt is basically all you need at times." she confessed, knowing that people thought they needed to use spices, but it wasn't true. Foods, meat, especially, had its own delicious flavour that didn't need to be masked in her opinion.

"Sorry, I ramble sometimes when it comes to cooking," Celeste stated, knowing that she could sometimes talk for hours about food-related subjects.

Celeste watched with interest as a young tawny-haired woman, early twenties, maybe the same age as Celeste, but dressed a tad more conservatively in a button-down cardigan and knee-length shirt, appeared. Seeing the young woman, Celeste nodded in satisfaction, almost immediately drawn to her, feeling a protective, motherly instinct despite being - looking the same age.

"Mr. Parsons?" Celeste said hesitantly as she looked behind her at her regalia, "No problem my dear," he said as he walked over to the group of men. "I think we will get along swimmingly" he confessed as he glanced approvingly at Gask and Mr. Glister, "It has been a pleasure, my dear Celeste, and I wish you well in the rest of the challenge."