Coming home | MaoMao

[lowlyapothecary]

WHO: MaoMao & Whoever
WHERE: Zodiac Free Apartments
WHEN: Upon returning from a two month herb picking adventure
WHAT: MaoMao discovers a gift that was left for her, and what trouble she can get into with it.
WARNINGS: N/A

I feel as though I have been gone forever, especially with looking at all this dust that is on my table. ON THE PLUS SIDE LOOK AT ALL THESE HERBS I GOT! Placing a GIANT overstuffed basket on the table, opening it up to let it just explode out the top. Now what is this thing that was left outside my door? Lifting up what appears to be a cauldron, but made of lightweight metal. As it's lifted an instruction book falls off the side and lands on the floor. It is written almost as if SPECIFICALLY for someone who has no idea about modern materials and technologies.

"Welcome home, please enjoy this gift on behalf of the city. Place the Insta-Pot on your counter and take the cord, it looks like the long black snack attached, and plug the slender metal ends into the socket on the wall that matches them. The device will beep so DO NOT freak out, that means it is on. The Insta-Pot will instantly and correctly cook all items placed inside of it, for best results please use correct measurements and recipes. Enjoy!"

Looking over at the pile of herbs that were just collected, "I should try this out by making a puking-poultice, I am out of it since I tried a few of the unknown herbs. I can't imagine this thing is to hard to use, it did say to just put everything in there and see how it goes."

[After leaving the door wide open, perhaps making what is USUALLY considered poison, might not be the best idea.]

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[pluckydocumentarian]

Zarina had decided to go to campus that day to scout her classrooms and get her books, sending her back to the apartments early in the evening with extra bags and some take out. She was not going to spend time cooking tonight, just enjoying TV and junk food.

Stepping out of the elevator on her floor, she's hit with A Stench. She smelled some disgusting things in New York, but this was another level. Walking through the hallway, she finds an open door where the smell was strongest. She stands in the doorway, not walking in due to politeness and calls out.

"What are you making in there?"

[lowlyapothecary]

I'm not so sure this pot is all it's cracked up to be, this poultice did not turn out like it usually does. I wonder if it overcooked the herbs. MaoMao stood over the open Insta-Pot casually stirring it while deep in thought, only to be pulled out by a voice calling from the door. 'What are you making in there?'

Without looking up, or even acknowledging the person in the door, "It's a remedy to make someone throw up in case they've ingested something they shouldn't have." MaoMao began to mutter under her breath; "It seems this device has under cooked the willow leaves, while at the same time over cooking the roots. Interesting. So much for will cook anything instantly, much of a misnomer if you ask me."

[pluckydocumentarian]

A remedy to make someone throw up... Wouldn't you just go to a hospital for that? She sets her things right inside the door, making the decision to walk in and see what was going on. Pausing at the entry to the kitchen, she looked at the woman seemingly confused by an Instant Pot... and by her clothes, maybe she was a cosplayer?

"I mean, most appliances like that aren't... well, instant instant, but take a bit of time. And are for food, not medicine."

[lowlyapothecary]

"I am but a lowly apothecary, but the instructions said instantly cooks any food items put in. Besides most medicines can also be classified as foods, since the ingredients can be used for both." Waving a hand towards the note next to the box. Moving over to the rest of her herb stock, "I wonder if I can afford to re-create the attempt or if I should just do it by hand?" Muttering to herself, as she pulls out more herbs from the basket.

[pluckydocumentarian]

"Honestly, probably do it yourself. At least until you're used to how the Instant Pot really works." Would this woman read the manual? Maybe. But Zarina wanted to keep her floor as odor free as she could.

"Is the smell normally this... strong?"

[lowlyapothecary]

"No of course not, it normally doesn't have an odor at all. For some reason this pot just doesn't cook properly."

Looking over at the newcomer in her doorway, "Do you also live here?"