Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-13615389-20160623164644/@comment-12599067-20160628234015

"Hello? Looking for a certain 'Iceborn'?" Samedi called out, closing the door behind him as he stepped into the kitchen area.

When a few moments passed and nobody came to answer him, Samedi took the liberty of taking a quick look around the kitchen. The space was a bit tight, but he wasn't exactly a big person himself, so he could work around that. He also noted that everything was bolted down and it was very unlikely that he was going to end up falling into the stove or getting beaned by a flying sack of flour, which was a plus. He took a second to dig through the cabinets and drawers to see what exactly he was working with. Once he was satisfied with having taken inventory, however, he found himself at a loss as to whether or not he should go try and find the actual cook or just set to work on his own.

In the end, Samedi decided to simply lean forwards against the counter and twiddle his thumbs until either this 'Iceborn' presented himself (at least, he assumed it was a he) or something else that interested him/required his attention presented itself.