FEAST MADE WITH ~LOVE~

[slayerofgiants]

[A few days of trying to get back to the Forbidden Lands without eating much was starting to wear on Wander, so he decided to try and find some food. He couldn't find any lizards running around, nor could he find any fruit trees, but he did find a cafeteria with a...awfully...nice, yeah sure, nice woman offering food.

That didn't end well for Wander, who ate all of it just to be nice. So he set off to find food that wouldn't have him throwing it all back up minutes later. Eventually, he did! A nice room stocked with food that didn't look as if it were decomposing as you ate it. But...he couldn't for the life of him figure out all the strange equipment (stoves, fridges, ect) in the room. Some of them got really hot, while others were cold! The cold box is about the only thing he could figure out, really. It was straight forward enough. So instead of trying to figure out how all these things would help him make his food, he cleared out a large area off to the side, made a pit of various wood items he found, and made his own fire pit.

Eventually there's lots of food placed around, some cooking over the fire. But it's not just for him! He remembered seeing some people wandering around looking lost, much like himself. So he thought he'd prepare food for other weary travelers.

So come say high to the sickly looking young man and enjoy this spread of food! Which consists mostly of meat, veggies, fruit, things he actually recognized! And maybe question why the hell he's got a fire pit (although well maintained) when there are plenty of stoves and ovens around. But honestly, his cloths might be a bit of a giveaway.]



((ooc: WANDER MADE FOOD COME SAY HI. Also feel free to use as a mingle.))

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[praisingsun]

[An armored man appears, obviously having followed the smell of food. He sees the youth but doesn't comment on his sickly appearance. It wasn't right to judge being Undead an all.]

Ah, good morrow! Pray tell, would you happen to have room and some food to spare? Though I need it not, I do miss the taste of it.

[slayerofgiants]

[Ooh, a knight! Because heavily armored man = knight, right? Right! Wander jumps to his feet (having been sitting by the fire) and clasps his palms together, bowing his head slightly.]

Ah, hello! There is plenty of room and food. Please, help yourself!

[That last thing he says though is a bit odd.]

Has it been long since you have eaten?

[praisingsun]

Ahaha, please! You need not get up for me! And my thanks.

[The armored man takes a seat by the firepit, quickly at ease by the crackling fire. He removes his helmet]

It has been so long, I have some difficulty remembering how foods taste! Ahahahaha, but pardon me. I've been a boor with my manners. I am Solaire of Astora. It is a pleasure to meet you, sirrah!

[slayerofgiants]

[Wander takes a seat as well, going back to what he was doing. Which was stuffing his face with an apple. He at least finishes chewing before he responds.]

Well, met Solaire! My name is Wander. But ah, if you do not mind me asking...how is it possible you have gone so long without eating? Enough to forget what it tastes like, I mean...

[Adding quickly:] Ah, I do not mean to be rude! I just thought it odd. Not that you are odd! Uh...

[No he'll just stop talking now.]

[praisingsun]

[The man smiles at the lad's awkwardness. It reminded him of himself back when he was much younger]

Ah, do not be afraid to insult me. The only way we learn is to ask!

[The knight puts something meaty on the fire and slowly turns it as he answers]

In truth, I am numbered amongst the Undead. We who art Undead need not eat nor sleep, though it does help stave off the madness if you do. And as the Undead cannot die, much less of old age, one can go for quite some time without eating.

[slayerofgiants]

[Wow that was a lot to take in, and not at all what he expected. The Undead are real?? Though if he's still anywhere near the Forbidden Lands (or inside) he shouldn't be too surprised to come across such things.

He seems surprised, and maybe slightly nervous at the mention of "undead", but he's not being attacked so...there's probably no reason to be scared?]

U-undead? [He pauses thoughtfully.] You are nothing like the Undead in the stories.

[...THAT'S A GOOD THING BY THE WAY.]

[squeal_like_a_piggy]

[Anna will be GOD DAMNED if she ever puts any of that wretched cafeteria food anywhere near her person. There's no way in hell she'd ever subject herself to such garbage...]

[So it sure is a good thing that she happened to come across Wander while exploring the halls for something actually edible to eat. -Well... a good thing for her, anyway.]

[Hope you enjoy having a sudden sultry voice in your ear from behind, Wander.] Oh my... How yummy~...

[She's just going to press her chest up against your back now; whispering in the young man's ear.] And the food doesn't look half bad bad either~...♥

[slayerofgiants]

[Wander jumps slightly at the sudden, close voice, looking over his shoulder to see the woman standing right over him.

He's really...confused, to say the least. WHY WAS SHE SO CLOSE? But nevertheless, he manages to put on a bright smile.]

O-oh...please help yourself then. I made plenty for everyone!

[The yummy comment goes right over his head, unfortunately!]

[squeal_like_a_piggy]

[Ohhh he's FAR too adorable for his own good. Anna chuckles; reaching up to run her fingers through Wander's hair.] Well aren't you a pretty little thing~...

Can we all get a free sample of you as well? [Subtlety what is that]

[slayerofgiants]

[Wander gasps, almost as if hearing something absolutely scandalous! But really, he's just in complete shock that this woman is touching his hair. Don't people hate red heads? Not to mention, why is she engaging him with such an intimate gesture?? And why is she calling him pretty???

How can one get a free sample of a person????]

I...am sorry. [N-nervous chuckle!] I am not sure I understand what you mean? I am not a piece of food...haha...

[ANNA PLEASE HE HAS A GIRLFRIEND.]

[squeal_like_a_piggy]

[Anna openly laughs; getting a good kick out of his embarrassment and confusion. So adorable~] You aren't...?

Are you sure? [The woman shamelessly gives a slow lick of her crimson red lips.] I'd say you look good enough to eat~...♥

[GUESS HOW MANY FUCKS SHE GIVES.]

[itisntmyfault]

[Pyrrha sits at a far table in the kitchen, near a wall as she stares blankly down at her food; trying to convince herself that she has the appetite necessary to eat it.]

[Still aching somewhat from a certain battle and feeling pretty horrible in general, Pyrrha enters the kitchen; only a slight limp to her step now despite the severity of her battle. She's always been a fast healer- but something about this building... seemed to speed the process up even more, somehow. She's still a bit bruised in certain areas beneath her new clothes, but it's nothing entirely serious- surprisingly enough.]

[After that incident, Pyrrha had cleaned herself up in a public bath and has thus far managed to conceal her injuries from her roommate- by avoiding him a bit, mostly. But now, somehow... She feels even more alone than ever. It's never been a habit of Pyrrha's to bother other people when she's feeling down, but the girl could probably use some cheering up- even if she doesn't appear to be very social right now...]

[slayerofgiants]

[Wander is usually hesitant to approach strangers, not really sure how to talk to people most of the time, but when he sees Pyrrha sitting alone and just staring at her food...well, he doesn't do anything. At first. He just silently hopes she'll seem to be in better spirits the next time he looks over!

Which is only a few seconds later, really. He has to talk himself into it, but he eventually stands himself up and makes his way over, fiddling with his poncho a bit as he stands by her table. Maybe she just wants to be alone? Wow, maybe he should have thought about that before walking over! Well, he's hear now.

When he speaks, he fumbles over his words a bit, not really having much of an idea of what he wanted to say.]

Er, would you like something else? I -- I mean, if there's something wrong with your food...

[itisntmyfault]

[Pyrrha blinks out of her small daze; looking up at Wander for a moment before actually registering his words.] O-oh--

No- I... I'm sorry...

[And now you can add 'disrespecting someone's kind gesture' to her list of things to feel guilt about!] I-- I wasn't trying to be rude...

Your food smells lovely. [She lowers her head.] I'll try to finish soon...

[slayerofgiants]

[Wander throws up his hands in alarm.]

No, no! You were not rude! Ah, please take your time. I just thought maybe you changed your mind and wanted something else instead? Which would be fine, I mean. If you did. But if you are happy with it do not rush on my account.

[WHY DOES HE KEEP TALKING?]

I did not mean to interrupt, my apologies!

[itisntmyfault]

[The girl furrows her brow; shaking her head.] Oh-- you... you don't have anything to apologize for.

You've been very kind to do this for me! I just.... well...

[A pause.] -The fault is with myself... Not your food.

Please- [A small bow of her head.] -I'm the one who should apologize...

[SORRY WANDER; YOU CAN'T OUT-APOLOGIZE PYRRHA. IT'S JUST NOT POSSIBLE.]

[paradoxoftime]

[After sharing a room with Pyrrha for a few days, Link has gotten used to her presence. The girl's companionship has kept him from becoming too lonely, and he rather likes the idea that he's there to protect her at night. But recently, he feels as though Pyrrha hasn't been around as much as she was before. He's slightly concerned, though not enough to say anything.

That is, not until he finds her sitting alone in the kitchen, staring at her food in such an unhappy manner. If Pyrrha wants some space, Link doesn't want to get in her way, but he doesn't want her to be upset either. Making up his mind, he walks over and sits himself on the chair next to her.]

What's for lunch?

[itisntmyfault]

[Jumping slightly as Link made his appearance, Pyrrha lowers her head a bit; suddenly somewhat self-conscious. For the last couple of days she's been sure to avoid their room as much as possible even; utilizing it almost solely to sleep- and then getting up to leave early in the morning. She barely managed to get much sleep anyway; and would often find herself merely tossing and turning beneath her sheets.]

[What would Link do, if he found out that he was sharing a room with someone so terrible, she wonders...? Would he abandon her, just like everyone else? Given what she is, and what she's capable of... should he abandon her?]

[The girl furrows her brow slightly; a flurry of frightening questions continuing to swirl in her mind.] Oh... um....

[She looks down at her bowl; almost as if to remind herself of what's there.] ...Beef, and roasted vegetables.

[A pause. And then-] ...Do you... want some of mine?

[paradoxoftime]

[Link has been avoiding the meat served here; he'd never eaten any growing up and preferred to avoid it in general. Roasted vegetables should be good, however.

Contemplating lunch aside, Pyrrha's mood does seem off.]

That's okay, I'll get my own.

[But not just yet. If there's a problem here, he'd like to get to the bottom of it before moving onto something else.]

Is... everything okay? You don't look too happy.

[itisntmyfault]

[The girl pops her head up; looking to Link apologetically.] O-oh-- I'm...

...I'll be okay. S-sorry... I didn't mean to worry you.

[She's always tried to burden others with her issues as little as possible. And this particular issue... well... It's certainly not the kind of thing that she wants anyone to know about- especially someone she has come to be so fond of. It's bad enough that he had to deal with her sudden mood-swing in the cupcake room as well... But at least he didn't have to witness the full effects of it like Nero did.]

[devotedpawn]

[Culture shock may be an appropriate term to use in relation to normal human beings. Barnaby, however, is a pawn and that means he has no real opinion on the matter at hand. He isn't distressed or disappointed, paranoid or panicked; the pawn is tranquil.]

Aught I may help you with, ser? I have knowledge regarding food.

[slayerofgiants]

[Wander looks up from what he's doing and smiles.]

I suppose I could use extra help. But would you rather not eat something instead? There is plenty for everyone.

[devotedpawn]

[Barnaby offers Wander a polite bow.]

I shall eat once all others have had their fill.

[Without hesitating, he settles next to Wander and reaches for a few of the vegetables. Seeing as how the meat is already cooking, best to strip the side dishes for preparation. He shows remarkable skill, having learned in the past when traveling with his Arisen.]

I am known as Barnaby. May I inquire your name?

[slayerofgiants]

Oh, well, if you are sure.

[Wander won't turn down any extra help, especially help that seemed to know what they were doing! His own food prep isn't anywhere near as skillful, but it's passable. He's using mostly what he learned in his time in the wild.]

Well met, Barnaby. [He looks up from what he's doing and offers another smile. He does that a lot.] My name is Wander.

[devotedpawn]

Are you native to this land, Wander, or have you been swept away as well?

[Idle chatter is not the pawn's strong suit; even with the mercenaries, he kept mostly to himself unless something was expected of him.]