Fun in the Sun [open]

Mirja smiled as Azela said the vizard corps was filled with people like her. Which made her a Vizard as well, and that meant that she could play with Hvit around this girl. The Supremacy Doctrine allowed it.
"Well, isn't that good. I get such a beautiful darling in my house, and she turns out to be helpful as well. Could this day get any better? But yes, I am a Vizard. if you want, I can show you my mask if you get naked" she offered. It was such a casual and seriously put forward offer, that there would probably be a few seconds between hearing it, and actually realizing what she had said.

And then Mirja just carried on as if she had not just made such a crazy offer to Azela. Or not so crazy, she did want the girl to be relieved of clothing, and this was the best way to do it.
"I am interested in joining, also. I need to talk to some people about insight, you know? Me and Hvit, we don't exactly get along very well, and I want to change that because she seems like an interesting girl to know when we get past the whole, she hates me and wants to eat my soul thing" Mirja then went about finishing prep for the food, having snuck some chips into the oven as well, and then served. No oven gloves, just grabbing the searing hot tray with her hands as if it was only mildly warm, and serving it onto two plates.

"As for the chef thing, no not really. I cook because I enjoy it, but I have no professional job as a cook. Maybe I could, if I wanted to, but I've got a lot of stuff to do and I don't really have the time to commit to sitting around a kitchen all day making food for people. Plus, it's a rather personal thing, I only make food for people that I like. If I had to make food indiscriminately, I doubt it would be something that would make me feel so good" she then set the plates down, and tucked into her own food.