[WHY IS SHE SO STRONG...... Judas stands in the doorway dumbfounded. He'd been lured by the scent of cooking going on, to make sure nothing was being wasted. And that the ingredients weren't too expensive to begin with.]
[ the world outside Chaldea is kind of destroyed, and that's difficult to say. Plus, what he's been saying is pinging her in a rather unpleasant way. She brings a rolling pin down, putting a dent in the stainless steel counter ]
[ The names are similar enough to make her freeze. The first syllable, anyway, which is all it takes to bring back the unpleasant ache of anger and sadness. The handle of the rolling pin cracks in her death grip as she stares at him, in vague disbelief.
Except he didn't say Judas. She's overreacting, isn't she? Maybe it's fine. She needs to calm down. Think pleasant thoughts, no need to scare this poor soul. ]
It doesn't matter, I just remembered something that happened a while back. Don't worry about it.
I am Martha, nice to meetcha– ahem! It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance~
[ but seriously her hands slam on the counter with the kind of force that would make one's heart rattle against their ribcage. What does he know? How does he know it? Does he know that she's not the genteel city girl she's trying so very hard to be right now? She can't help feeling a little panicked ]
[SURE BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN HE NEEDS TO STARE AT THEM
Ah did the choice of name work that well, well that's good, there's a lot of Judahs, except now he has to explain himself.]
About what, you? Well, not too much, only what I was there for? With Lazarus and at Simon's place? I guess that's pretty much what everyone knows now. You were cooking then too, and, ah, very enthusiastic. But I didn't realise you were so strong.
[ She tenses when he mentions those events; in other words, there's a strong possibility that he might have been there (or at least heard things) when Jesus was lecturing her.
Her hands squeak on counter as she pulls back, laughing nervously when he describes her as strong. So he gets his wish of not having her boobs in his face. Congrats, something is going his way for once. ]
Ah. Well. Building muscle is inevitable when one is working to clean a home and care for many people. . . ?
[ Please believe that. It's plausible, right? Everyone else was doing other things and no one helped her. ]
[He doesn't want to be jealous but he is a little. It would have been a lot better for him picking fights with those centurions if he'd been strong. Maybe even the other disciples would respect him more if he weren't so puny!!]
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...Are you...?? Uhh, catering something?
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I've been asked to bake for everyone. Are you hungry? I can make you something.
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[Suddenly he feels very inadequate in regard to his strength...]
Don't you think that's a bit much?
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Not at all. There are many people here. Some of them are even children.
[ pushing a plate of cookies toward him ]
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[He's not worried about giving people a balanced diet exactly, but making the expense worthwhile. Making the use of ingredients worthwhile.]
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Standard food is already provided here. This was a special request from my Master.
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[Sounds familiar, huh? "Why wasn't this fragrant oil sold for 300 denarii and given to the poor?" Something like that, maybe?]
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[ the world outside Chaldea is kind of destroyed, and that's difficult to say. Plus, what he's been saying is pinging her in a rather unpleasant way. She brings a rolling pin down, putting a dent in the stainless steel counter ]
Hey. What'd you say your name was?
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[And totally not Judas, yep. Especially after denting the steel counter, he doesn't want to receive her anger.....]
Why, what's it matter?
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Except he didn't say Judas. She's overreacting, isn't she? Maybe it's fine. She needs to calm down. Think pleasant thoughts, no need to scare this poor soul. ]
It doesn't matter, I just remembered something that happened a while back. Don't worry about it.
I am Martha, nice to meetcha– ahem! It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance~
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Ah, it's nice to meet you too. Where are you from?
[She doesn't look the same as that Martha, but still, that doesn't necessarily mean it isn't.]
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It's a really small village near Jerusalem. You've probably never heard of it.
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I remember you.
[He chews on the inside of his lip, absolutely avoiding eyecontact. ...except he can't look down either with that outfit.]
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[ but seriously her hands slam on the counter with the kind of force that would make one's heart rattle against their ribcage. What does he know? How does he know it? Does he know that she's not the genteel city girl she's trying so very hard to be right now? She can't help feeling a little panicked ]
How much do you know??
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Ah did the choice of name work that well, well that's good, there's a lot of Judahs, except now he has to explain himself.]
About what, you? Well, not too much, only what I was there for? With Lazarus and at Simon's place? I guess that's pretty much what everyone knows now. You were cooking then too, and, ah, very enthusiastic. But I didn't realise you were so strong.
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Her hands squeak on counter as she pulls back, laughing nervously when he describes her as strong. So he gets his wish of not having her boobs in his face. Congrats, something is going his way for once. ]
Ah. Well. Building muscle is inevitable when one is working to clean a home and care for many people. . . ?
[ Please believe that. It's plausible, right? Everyone else was doing other things and no one helped her. ]
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Aha, I guess so, yeah.
[He's just. Not so sure it works up that much muscle. Some. But not like this.]
But I mean, I'm still pretty weak myself even so...
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[ shall we go to the gym? We can go to the gym. I can spot you, it'll be great ]
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[He doesn't want to be jealous but he is a little. It would have been a lot better for him picking fights with those centurions if he'd been strong. Maybe even the other disciples would respect him more if he weren't so puny!!]