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theairlock2017-08-27 01:06 am
heartswapped) wrote in theairlock2017-08-27 01:06 am
marrow and blood encircle me
[That didn't work out so well, did it?
Two more people dead. Two more drawings join Scraggly, Fourtinbras, Shirou, and Alexander on the shrine, although it seems like Diego's might have been scribbled a little more haphazardly than the others. Not that it really matters; Cheryl's never been a very good artist, but it's the thought that counts.
Cheryl's holed herself up in the kitchen, having made a fresh pot of coffee and some sandwiches of various fillings (although several of these look like they may or may not be space tuna salad) before getting to work on a batch of cookies. They taste...kind of like snickerdoodles. In space, it's hard to tell.
She even raided what booze they had in the fridge and set it up in the mess hall, if you need that.
Of course, she's not going to complain if anyone else wants a go at the kitchen. But mostly, she just set everything up so others can come, rest themselves after a long day, and share in their collective grief.]
Two more people dead. Two more drawings join Scraggly, Fourtinbras, Shirou, and Alexander on the shrine, although it seems like Diego's might have been scribbled a little more haphazardly than the others. Not that it really matters; Cheryl's never been a very good artist, but it's the thought that counts.
Cheryl's holed herself up in the kitchen, having made a fresh pot of coffee and some sandwiches of various fillings (although several of these look like they may or may not be space tuna salad) before getting to work on a batch of cookies. They taste...kind of like snickerdoodles. In space, it's hard to tell.
She even raided what booze they had in the fridge and set it up in the mess hall, if you need that.
Of course, she's not going to complain if anyone else wants a go at the kitchen. But mostly, she just set everything up so others can come, rest themselves after a long day, and share in their collective grief.]
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[They're probably space food in disguise.]
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[...Oda clasps Leon on the shoulder, briefly, before turning to head to the kitchen.]
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... Thanks.
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It's not any trouble.
[Then he's off to the kitchen. He'll be back later with dumplings, potatoes, and a glass of water.]
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[He's gonna kind of nibble at it. Still not in the best of moods.]
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[Oda isn't a spectacular cook, he knows. But he wanted to do something.]
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[It tastes like space food?]
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[Spaaaaace fooood.]
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[You liked Fourt's cooking, didn't ya?]
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Mm. I'll try to get to that level.
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