[ He needs to fix a meal up for himself, anyway. The rest of Mikleo's masterpieces can go to their crewmates.
He begins rummaging through the pantry, pulling out ingredients and equipment with sudden vigor. Several key features may be noted throughout his cooking process:
1) Many of the ingredients seem older, on their way out the door. In fact, some are nearly unidentifiable. Was that weird lump in the pantry before? Shut up. Don't be picky. Food shouldn't be wasted. 2) The flavors of the ingredients don't seem like they'll match at all. Sweet, savory, and bitter, he takes a bit of everything. But he's utterly confident in what he's grabbing, so he must know what's doing? 3) He chops the ingredients up into irregular, almost sociopathic sizes. It isn't the form that matters, it's the art of the chef. 4) Once his pan is hot, he tosses everything in at once. Is that the smell of burning? It's okay, a slight burnt taste gives the flavor depth and texture. 5) Over time, a heavy aura begins to emanate from the frying pan. It might just be your imagination. It's not going away, though. 6) Loki dumps the concoction into a bowl. By then, the atmosphere around the dish is close to suffocating. The smell radiating from it is a satanic whirlwind to the senses. If one could describe evil in edible form, it might be the contents of this bowl. ]
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[ He needs to fix a meal up for himself, anyway. The rest of Mikleo's masterpieces can go to their crewmates.
He begins rummaging through the pantry, pulling out ingredients and equipment with sudden vigor. Several key features may be noted throughout his cooking process:
1) Many of the ingredients seem older, on their way out the door. In fact, some are nearly unidentifiable. Was that weird lump in the pantry before? Shut up. Don't be picky. Food shouldn't be wasted.
2) The flavors of the ingredients don't seem like they'll match at all. Sweet, savory, and bitter, he takes a bit of everything. But he's utterly confident in what he's grabbing, so he must know what's doing?
3) He chops the ingredients up into irregular, almost sociopathic sizes. It isn't the form that matters, it's the art of the chef.
4) Once his pan is hot, he tosses everything in at once. Is that the smell of burning? It's okay, a slight burnt taste gives the flavor depth and texture.
5) Over time, a heavy aura begins to emanate from the frying pan. It might just be your imagination. It's not going away, though.
6) Loki dumps the concoction into a bowl. By then, the atmosphere around the dish is close to suffocating. The smell radiating from it is a satanic whirlwind to the senses. If one could describe evil in edible form, it might be the contents of this bowl. ]