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starlogs2017-03-07 10:14 pm
realimperfect) wrote in starlogs2017-03-07 10:14 pm
[ open / closed ] ✄ All I do is cry and complain cause seconds aren't the same
WHO: Re-L Mayer & Various Characters
WHERE: All over Bajikan
WHEN: Throughout the month of March
WHAT: Catchall Log for Bajikan Debauchery™
WARNINGS: Drinking, swearing, give-a-damn’s being busted, more to be added possibly/probably
Closed threads will be marked as such for ease, otherwise, completely open!
Here, yes?
No, he arrives in the district lookin' for Re-L if only to check on her after he fixed her arm up. But now that he's there, he's givin' pause to the idea of stoppin' for a bite.
Moving up to Re-L, he taps her lightly on the shoulder.] Got a moment for an' old country doctor or am I interuptin'? Just wanted to see how you were doin'.
\o/ yes!
[ Re-L, by virtue of being nearly twenty (one month away) - had spent most of her time on Bajikan to date stopping at food stands in the Gula district, trying out whatever colorful, odd food that they were offering providing that the smell appealed to her. After a diet of beans and dressing, this was like living like a queen again, if she's honest, and whn McCoy happens upon her she's trying to make eating some kind of meat off of a stick look some kind of graceful -
It's a failure, to say the least, but she does take a moment to use a hand to cover her mouth, at least, finishing her mouthful before responding. ]
No, not interrupting at all. I'm just.. eating far too much food as usual whenever I'm here.. [ Ah, sheepish for a moment. ] I'm maybe doing a little too well, at the moment - are you enjoying Bajikan so far?
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Angling his head, he gives a slight nod to her answer while catching his wrist in his other hand behind his back out of habit of being in Starfleet long enough.] Well, glad your health is up. I'm sure a little good food isn't just good for us health wise after eatin' rations, but also damn good for the soul. So don't go feelin' bad for enjoyin' yourself.
[His head turns and his eyes slide over the different food stalls and restaurants with more than a little desire to go and try it himself.] At this rate, I am likely to be doin' the same soon. As for me, likin' it here? It's better than bein' up there with no power even if it is a bit on the strange side.
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[ Saving face is absolutely a bad habit of hers - a compulsion or even something so trained in to her that it's nearly bizarre for her not to care about it. Food on a stick was just... not a thing in Romdeau, and as bizarre as she'd found it, it's also incredibly convenient for being on the move in a place that is so bustling and busy, day and night. She's already trying to plan out how to make coming back here to try out a club look conspicuous -
But, thoughts for later. ]
Well, if you've ever survived on a diet of beans and sauces this is damn near a Christmas dinner a thousand times over. I have no idea what the hell I'm eating but provided it tastes fine I'm not exactly sure I care.
[ She takes note of him looking up and down at the various stalls, but waits for him to address her question before speaking up again. ]
The stall three up to your right has fantastic couscous, or what I assume is couscous by how it looks - and the meat is well spiced, too. [ A pause, she swallows her next bite. ] You can say that again. I can see we'll have to be careful about temptation down here but, on the same coin, I'm also wondering if this isn't a lull before another massive problem like on Oros.
I don't see it turning out so well for our fleet, if there was an attempt on that here, though..
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[He was gettin' used to most alien foods. Granted he refuses to eat anything raw or still movin'. Call it a personal preference. Instead, he follows her indications and makes note of all the stalls she's mentioning for future reference. In fact, the whole idea of eating is makin' him dreadfully hungry.]
Seven deadly sins and all. S'what all this is. In any case, long as we try to mind ourselves, hopefully eating too much will be our only issues.
[He goes silent a moment then lifts one shoulder in a shrug.] Let's hope things don't go an' turn south here as well.
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What the hell is replicator food? [ It's asked casually enough, but the look on her face is almost skeptical. Of course, by the sounds of it she can reliably guess what he means, but there aren't ever any guarantees when it comes to this kind of thing. New people, new technologies, etcetera.
The mention of the seven deadly sins seems to light a lightbulb in her head, pausing with a soft noise of surprise as the realization dawns on her. ]
Oh - like from the bible? [ Wait for it - ] Now that was a boring tome to read. I think I nearly made Daedalus rip his hair out with how little effort I put in to that reading.
[ For once Re-L appears to not be in the mood for talking about things like Oros blowing up, instead waving McCoy to one of the food stands. ]
Why don't you go and grab something to eat? It isn't like I'm going anywhere.
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That would be what I'm referencin', yeah. [Not that he considers himself religious. He just did a lot of readin' and well, he came from the south. They still held tightly to those sorts of things from the past.] It's more the nature of the lesson, and what you focus on that makes it borin' or not.
[Not that he's offended in anyway.] I think I might. Care for some company for a bit?
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Sounds even worse than beans. [ At the very least she'd come to find favorites amongst whatever they had for some sort of flavoring - when there was nothing else to work with, what were the options other than learning to deal with it or giving up? Giving up was, most definitely, not a damn option. So beans it was. At least it wasn't something that tasted like cardboard or styrofoam - she'd leave that kind of abomination to McCoy. ]
Mmn.. not my favorite book to read. But I believe at the time I was on a tear with Tolstoy and wanted nothing to do with anything that wasn't Tolstoy. [ Too many books to read and so little time - she almost missed walking through her grandfather's grand library to make her next book choice, outside of whatever he'd banned her from at that time and place. His tastes in what she wasn't allowed to read varied from time frame to time frame, after all. ] At the time I wanted to read something that wasn't so contradictory dependent upon which volume you read. But knowing Daedalus that was most likely the exercise he intended... a lesson on contradiction.
I don't mind the company. I'll stay here while you get what you want, if that works for you?