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[twifork]

Who: Ludger Will Kresnik
Broadcast: Open Network
Action: SS Wonderduck
When: December 27th

[Honestly, this guy looks a little dazed. His head and shoulders are still covered in confetti. He is holding the chocolate-flavoured confection dessert cream. But he has found the kitchen, and it's so . . . lacklustre?

A small grunt, and Ludger tucks a letter away into his jacket pocket. He opens various kitchen cabinets. He closes them. He frowns, and his mouth twists a little. He searches through the cooking implements. He gets the food-dispenser to put out some teriyaki soft-solid, samples it, and almost immediately startles back in horror and surprise. The way he moves looks like someone ready to attack the offending object in front of him, except that he realizes he has no swords on his person, so he can't set it on fire.

Well, so much for that. Ludger lets out a long, worn sigh, then picks up his communication device. His eyes widen when he realizes it was on the whole time, but the sight was probably boring anyway. Still, it's time to initiate that dialogue option. There is a serious problem here, and he isn't going to stop feeling lost and dazed until he can fix it.

So he looks into the communication device head-on, expression serious.]

I need to know where to find the ingredients to make tomato soup.

[End transmission.]

Comments

[twifork]

[Nod!! It is indeed tomato soup that he would like to make. You are correct, stranger.]

[not_mafia]

Ah, well... I'm not sure... I don't know if you can make anything with the stuff they have here.

[twifork]

[A sigh. Yeah, the stuff here is pretty awful. He has been noticing that. It's a really brutal assortment of things. But then he straightens his shoulders up and looks head on. He must have resolve.]

I have to try.

it was video all along

[not_mafia]

Are you some sort of cook?

AND THEN TSUNA WAS A VIDEO

[twifork]

[A hearty nod, accompanied by a smile!] Do you want some?

[Ludger is forgetting the issue of space ships and distances and the fact that he can't feed everyone with his soup. Because why would he ever not be able to feed everyone with soup?]

[not_mafia]

[His stomach growls at the thought of edible food.]

I wish... but I don't think I've seen you on my ship...

[twifork]

[Oh. His face falls. He thinks. Frowny face, frowny face, frowny frowny thinky face . . .]

I can meet you on the planet.

[not_mafia]

Oh, yeah!

... though I'm gonna have to drive it.... [soooob]

[twifork]

[Ludger turns his head to the side, and he frowns a little.] Mm?

[IS IT GONNA BE OKAY, BUD?]

[not_mafia]

[LUDGER HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO DRIVE A CAR]

You know those jobs they give us? I... I think I'm supposed to be the pilot...

[twifork]

[Oh. In that case—

Ludger gives TWO THUMBS UP in support]

[not_mafia]

[sldkag]

B-but I don't know how to drive at all!!