throw it into the pit

[dragonmouth]

Who: Talimo and YOU
What: Food shenanigans, mostly
When: The week following the intro log
Where: Around the station, mostly the kitchen and the common areas/greenhouse
Warnings: Stench

[Throughout the week, Tali can be found in the kitchen, where she's generally just sucking a whole lot at cooking. You suck at cooking, Tali. Yeah, you totally suck.

Maybe it's the time she tried to make soup with peanut butter chips. Or the time she sauteed a bunch of carrots in that disgusting alfredo sauce. Or the time she buttered her pan with that WEED BUTTER and then spent the rest of the afternoon eating an entire loaf of bread. Or the time she did not, in fact, measure the correct amount of rice. Or any number of other culinary mishaps. Really, if there's a way to fuck up in some kind of hilarious fashion, she's probably done it.

On Thursday, she makes her way over to the greenhouse, where she spies something sealed behind a bunch of caution signs and protective magical barriers. Okay, "spies" is a bit of a misnomer, more like... smells.

That afternoon the whole station gets a load of a tiny, tiny girl carrying a giant-ass durian into the kitchen before cutting it open with a large and wiggly sword, then carrying a section to the common room and just... kinda snacking on it. Her cat has followed her here, and he looks properly ashamed.

Jesus fuck.]

Comments

[dragonmouth]

The last time I overestimated myself, I couldn't move for hours.

[ ...she's lactose intolerant. ]

[nojohnyouare]

Oh. [nod] At home, allergies aren't taken seriously. But I've been places where they were. People just accommodate instead.

[dragonmouth]

...that sounds dreadful.

[nojohnyouare]

Probably. Accommodating... "Troublesome." But I don't know now. Different places think differently.

[dragonmouth]

I can see why it might be for petty things, but... I think if your health depends on it, it's worth the trouble.

[ SHE'S JUST SAYIN'. Allergies seem kinda important. ]

Although... I hadn't discovered that it would have been a problem until I came here. No one really puts milk in much of anything where I'm from.

[nojohnyouare]

Cultural differences. Like how Americans put corn in everything. And everything in Flavourtown is fried.

[dragonmouth]

...I'd have liked to visit this Flavortown, if I could ever reach it.

[nojohnyouare]

It's having trouble. But people are fighting for it.

[dragonmouth]

That's... reassuring.

But only a little.

[nojohnyouare]

You're worried. Because we're here?

[dragonmouth]

I suppose you could say that.

I'm just saddened by the fact that it's even needed in the first place.

[nojohnyouare]

Like the murder sign. Though that's probably not needed. Still... Just in case.

[dragonmouth]

O-oh.

I thought that murders were a regular occurrence here, to be frank.

[nojohnyouare]

It's reassuring. Saying that they aren't.

[dragonmouth]

...I'd thought that for most people, that would be a given.

Although I have to say, to hear otherwise wouldn't surprise me.

[nojohnyouare]

...

[Mai doesn't say anything for a while, just shakes her head.]

Things are like that.

[dragonmouth]

...I suppose it would be awfully impudent of me to ask for specifics.

[nojohnyouare]

I'm used to it being public knowledge. ...A lot of us came from difficult situations.

[dragonmouth]

I suppose, but... just because you're in the public eye doesn't mean you'd enjoy it. Quite the opposite.

[nojohnyouare]

Mm. ...Sorry. You were eating.