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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.]

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[While Kaneis kind of gave up on eating since the first time he tried the proteins, he does stop by the kitchen for the occasional drink. Which is what he was doing right now, and slowing at the door when he sees...this guy]

Uh- who are you?

[He turns away from the communicator. Although he is tired and his life feels like it's heading quickly and surely towards a catastrophe, there are more important things to consider: affinity points.

Ludger gives a hesitant, possibly slightly awkward smile, and he waves at the guy in the door. Hello! Nice to meet you! Also, since he was asked who he is, he should give his name.] Ludger. [His head tilts to the side. Perhaps this stranger will give his name in return. Possibly not. Maybe it doesn't matter.

He has to strongly resist the urge to turn back to the kitchen and find something he can make into a soup. This is a moment that really, really needs soup.]

...Ludger.

[....]

Must be Shuffle day. [He sighs. That'd explain that. He really needed to keep track of the days better jeez] I'm Kaneis.

[Shuffle day. Sure, Kaneis. Let's go with that. He trusts you on it, buddy. With a friendly nod, he answers,] Nice to meet you.

[Manners are great, however, there is one minor element, and that is that Ludger would still really like to cook. He gestures towards the kitchen and tilts his head to express an 'excuse me' and then goes back to the various objects. Even if he can't make tomato soup, he can certainly make soup! So he grabs a pot and starts to accumulate the necessary ingredients for a basic soup.

After adding water to the pot, he indicates a bowl to Kaneis to say that yo, Kaneis can have some soup if he wants.] I'm going to use the dried vegetables and fish, with the mixed vegetable gel mixed with flour for the stock.

[It is the most passable soup he could work out with what they had.]

[He watches, both surprised and confused at this new crewmember. Was he cooking? Who reacts to a new situation by cooking? Okay sure, he tended to cook when he was stressed, but not usually right when he's been kidnapped. What was this guy's deal?]

[Except wait. When Ludger describes that...that sounds actually close to a legitimate recipe. Like the guy actually knows what he's doing]

Yeah? ...You mean you know how to cook?

[That just gets a very sincere nod. Yes! He knows how to cook! And he wants to. So Kaneis is welcome to have any food.

On that note, he should probably start getting those ingredients. He pulls out the dried vegetables, strongly hoping for a tomato to pop out from among them.]

[Wow, that's really something. He takes a moment to rub the side of his head, trying to figure out if he should trust this or not...]

[...Eh. What the hell. If it turns out this guy can't cook worth shit, he can always just not eat]

...There's some fresher fish in the back of the freezer, hidden behind the ice trays.

[Ludger's eyes widen, and then, for the first time, a proper smile, not awkward at all, settles on to his face. Real fish. Perfect.] Thanks!

[He goes digging into the back of the fridge and lo and behold, the promised fishes. He can even make a proper stock out of these for use later! It's perfect! Thus he digs out a second pot so that the first can be used for making the fish soup, while the second is used for the fish bones and heads (without gills, of course) and some small amount of gel to prepare a stock for later. He is so invested in this challenge that he doesn't have to think about any of the surrounding circumstances. It is just him, soup, and this guy Kaneis who knows where real fish is at.]

[He gives a wave of his hand. It was fish caught from the planet that he had stashed away from himself but...hey, there was always time to catch more, right? They were still gonna be here a few days more, and apparently it made this guy happy- so why not?] Sure sure.

[Walking over, he takes a seat at the gallery's table, resting his chin on his hands as he watches Ludger work idly. This guy was kind of weird...but it seemed to be a harmless sort of weird so far. At least, he wasn't giving Kaneis any vibe to run back to the cockpit and lock the door. So..that's something]

[Definitely the harmless kind of weird. Honestly, actually being able to cook helps a lot for Ludger in adjusting to his situation. He can let things go and focus on preparing the ingredients, putting everything together, and keeping the results on task. When he is done the soup, he pours a bowl and walks over to the table. He sets it before Kaneis. While he obviously sampled it before to make sure it was good (and it definitely wasn't his best, but it did taste like real food), he stands there, hoping that Kaneis will also like it.]

[Kaneis meanwhile kept sitting and watching the guy from the table. In a way, it almost makes him feel a bit nostalgic. This guy seemed to zero in on his cooking as much as Regal did, and there was plenty of times back home he'd sit and watch the maids or Sebastian cook in silence. Neither were the worst memories to be thinking back on]

[He sits up when Ludger sets the bowl before him. Sure, he could tell it wasn't the best fish stew known to man- but it definitely smelled and looked a whole lot better than almost anything else he's had in awhile. Especially when fish stew was always one of his favorites. There's barely any hesistation in eating a spoonful of it.]

Mm! This is pretty good!

[And if that isn't enough to convince Ludger, the fact that Kaneis will continue to eagerly eat it should probably be enough of an indication. Since hey, he hasn't eaten in months.]

[In other words- +2 Affinity points!!]

[after a little while, Ludger gets a text response...!]

check the city on this planet before marsiva leaves

[Hooray! Kaneis likes it!! A big smile ends up on Ludger's face, but actually, he wasn't hungry himself, which means he has tons of fish stew leftover. That requires a dialogue choice.] Is there anyone else I should set a bowl for before I pack everything up?

[Gonna keep that fish stew going for many days. Food preservation is important!]

[HELLO NEW GREATEST BEST FRIEND WITH EXCELLENT IDEAS.]

Thank you!!

[...wow that's way more enthusiasm than he was ready for, but whatever. he's feeling nice.]

way-stations sometimes too. fruits + vegetables generally hard to come by.

[He's not...going to eat it? But he spent all that time making it!]

[What a weird guy...]

[But oh! A dialogue choice! He considers that question while he consumes another spoonful, answering as he swallow]

Well...it doesn't have tomatoes, right? So maybe Lloyd'll like it- if he's around. Flora too...but I don't know if she eats fish.

[Weird nature fairy thing]

Tomato soup...? [seems strangely specific??]

Tomato soup? ...Really?

[--the voice on the other side of the communicator asks incredulously. really, what a disappointing foodstuff to be looking for.]

[Note to self: Crewmate Lloyd does not like tomatoes. Make him Elle-style soup. (Repress thoughts about where Elle is right now). Crewmate Flora may dislike fish.]

I'll keep an eye out for them. Thanks.

[He'll just go over to set aside two bowls, then package the rest away. The stock's still simmering, but that will go for a while now.]

[tomatoes deserve a lot of enthusiasm.]

I'll remember that and keep an eye out.

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

[OH NO, AUDIO, HIS WEAKNESS. NOW HE WILL HAVE TO USE WORDS INSTEAD OF GESTURES]

Yes.

[Exactly one word.]

Edited 2014-12-29 00:18 (UTC)

do you have the kitchen for it?

[ha... there's a pause where he's expecting more of an answer.

...and when he doesn't get one, he extrapolates from it.]

...I was going to ask why something so bland, but perhaps it's fitting.

Sure, sure.

[He keeps eating awhile more before he speaks up again.]

So...not that I'm complaining, but do you usually cope to being kidnapped with cooking?

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