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the_campus2013-05-26 06:26 pm
spelucky) wrote in the_campus2013-05-26 06:26 pm
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[FIRST:] Greasy grimey gopher guts
[Taking a moment to peer around the cafeteria, Leo walks over to grab a tray and hesitantly approach the food-counter. Pretty much every option available looks.... equally unappealing.] er....
[Looking up at the rather disgruntled lunch-lady, the German speaks;] Excuse me, ma'am? To be honest, I'm not even sure whether I'm supposed to be here or not... But I can't seem to find the way out, and I was getting a little hungry. So... I was just wondering- do you serve anything here with a little less... well... grease?
[...The lunch-lady merely gives an unamused glare. Leo decides to try again.] I... I don't mean to insult your... fine cooking, it's just--
[Before the rest of the blonde's sentence could even be uttered, a giant glob of... something is suddenly plopped onto Leo's plate.]
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Is this really..... food..?
[...Whatever it is, Leo supposes it will have to do. With a small sigh, the fighter goes to take a seat and enjoy the free "meal" regardless of it's funny smell.]
((OOC: Well... you've gotta eat, right? Feel free to come and converse with Leo or chat amongst yourselves!))
[Looking up at the rather disgruntled lunch-lady, the German speaks;] Excuse me, ma'am? To be honest, I'm not even sure whether I'm supposed to be here or not... But I can't seem to find the way out, and I was getting a little hungry. So... I was just wondering- do you serve anything here with a little less... well... grease?
[...The lunch-lady merely gives an unamused glare. Leo decides to try again.] I... I don't mean to insult your... fine cooking, it's just--
[Before the rest of the blonde's sentence could even be uttered, a giant glob of... something is suddenly plopped onto Leo's plate.]
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Is this really..... food..?
[...Whatever it is, Leo supposes it will have to do. With a small sigh, the fighter goes to take a seat and enjoy the free "meal" regardless of it's funny smell.]
((OOC: Well... you've gotta eat, right? Feel free to come and converse with Leo or chat amongst yourselves!))
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[It's not... entirely easy.]
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[Nero quirks a brow at the other man.]
Come on man, have some self respect.
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[A pause.] It's good to have respect for the people who prepared it, at the very least... isn't it?
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If we gave everybody an award for failing, well, we wouldn't be very good at anything, now would we?
That being said...there's not much of a choice.
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But if you don't mind me saying so, sir- common courtesy isn't really a award... It's also a pretty handy survival-trait. You never know when a day might come where the only thing keeping you alive and healthy is the courtesy of those around you. Some say that's why humans develop a sense of morality in the first place.
Speaking of survival-traits... [Lifting up a forkful of food.] -I think you'll find that being able to stomach things you'd rather not eat is also pretty handy. People who can't handle something as simple as an unsavory meal don't exactly last too long in the wild, after all.
[A shrug.] Sometimes you just have to tough it out. -If you have what it takes to do so.
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[Kirby has his own tray of food, if it can even be called that. Normally he'd stomach it in front of the guys (and girls) just to look tough -- and to eat because he's got a growing appetite, but...it looks like if he eats this he'll die.]
I'll only eat some if you live through the next couple of bites.
[Because hey, he's still hungry and he hasn't found any other place that has food yet. You get to be the guinea pig Leo.]
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....
You know- that's not exactly the most comforting thing for someone to hear in the middle of a meal.
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[He says as he pokes at this thing that only vaguely resembles meatloaf, totally hesitant to put it in his mouth. Okay, so maybe he wasn't in a position to talk, but this is what happens when you're super insecure, ok.]
You're still alive anyway.
[Maybe that means it's safe to eat...]
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...Yes... the particular sludge that I chose has proven to be relatively fine so far.
Yours, however... [Leo casually takes another bite of the goopey mess; admittedly suppressing the tiniest urge to cringe throughout it.] Who knows?
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You really gonna eat that? Must have a stomach made of steel.
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[Chuckling] Haha, well... My father was an adventurer.
When I was young, he used to take me with him on his explorations and we'd occasionally have to "improvise" when it came to food. He taught me not to be too picky that way...
[Leo lifts another forkful of the mystery-slop.] ...I guess all of those mishaps taught me tolerate things that taste a little... [...Hm. How to put it, in the least-offensive way possible..?] ...'gamey'.
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[ Jake nods at their meal. ]
Wouldn't touch that shit with a fifty foot pole.
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[Leo blinks.] ...Then... what are you gonna do about food?
I haven't come across any vending machines around this campus or anything, either...
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I'm pretty sure this wasn't made for human consumption.
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[The Grecian was also hesitant to eat her food; merely poking at it a bit with her fork. Eventually she looks over at Nero and leans in to whisper; taking extra care to be out of earshot of the rather intimidating food-servant.] ...Um...
Do you want... any of my.... food? I- I don't want to waste it, but... [She doesn't think that she could eat it, either.]
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No, I think I've got enough slop, thanks.
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[A hushed tone.] I- I think she heard you...!
[As her head is lowered, Pyrrha glances across the table and gets a good look at Nero's arm, which appears to be in a sling. Was he injured..? Pyrrha can't quite put her finger on what- but she gets the strangest feeling that there's something.... off about it.]
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[ Jake gestures to the um. Pseudo-food on the other's plate. ]
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[Nero spoons up a glob of "food" and gives it a wry look as he flips the spoon over to let it drop back into his plate.]
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Fresh slop. Com'on, you gotta be excited to try it.
[ Jake's sarcasm is apparent as glances around the room to see if anyone else is eating it. It's mostly people pushing it around, trying to muster the courage. ]
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Gotta cattleprod my muse back into action here. I'M SORRY FOR FAILING, ANDY.
it's cool bro \o/ nbd
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[While recovering from that attack by that mutant, Roy hasn't really eaten anything, so by now he's too damn hungry to be picky. That's what it took to get him to eat molerat steaks, starvation. And that's what it takes to get him to shovel a piece of mystery meat into his mouth.
And he instantly regrets it.]
...Ugh, fuckin' tastes like it came from the ass of a diseased molerat.
[He's not spitting it out though, because hunger.]
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[Because really, what could possibly look this bad and still be edible? So really, Nero's just going to watch Roy as he takes the plunge.]
That doesn't sound better than it looks if you ask me. [Nero can't help but sound and look a little amused. Told you so!]
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At least he manages to swallow it, even if his face contorts in disgust as he obviously strains to do so.]
[F-forcing a chuckle.] Diseased molerat ass is a delicacy, actually. It, uh, ain't that bad.
[Yeah he's just hoping that if he says that enough times he'll believe it and therefore be able to eat without puking.]
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Also, he's sooooo hungry.
Yoshitake takes a seat at one of the tables with his own tray of food, making sure to have picked something that's really hard to mess up. Like this bowl of...noodles? Yes, it looked like noodles.]
Ah...i-it's not bad...
[He'll just...keep eating...]