Ren marched into the Scullery, her elbows tucked firmly into her sides to prevent the Red Puffer Coat from riding up and flashing the world. She looked like an angry, determined tomato.
The kitchen was quiet.
Ren's eyes darted around the room, scanning the stone shelves and the hanging racks. There were drying herbs, strange gourds, and chunks of meat that looked suspiciously like giant rat.
"Okay," Ren muttered, tapping her chin. "Gumbo. I need the Holy Trinity: celery, bell peppers, onions. I need okra to thicken it. I need stock. I need protein. And I need a roux dark enough to absorb a black hole."
She looked at the sad assortment of swamp vegetables. There was something that looked like a wrinkled cucumber and a pile of purple roots.
Ding!
[System Alert: Time Check] [Time until Kael wakes up: 1 Hour 10 Minutes.] [Status: You are currently moving at the speed of a sloth.]
"I know!" Ren snapped at the air.
