but seriously, what's the deal with space food?

[amarant]

Who: Emblica
Broadcast: Network, voice-only.
Action: Fellow members of the SS Dysfunction Pathstone
When: In the middle of the night. Space night. Insomniacs, ARISE.

[ It's kind of weird that even in space, people still have a sort of schedule. Sleep during the same few hours, wake up and then stay awake for a while, then go back to bed. Even the fact that all around them, it's dark, doesn't seem to take away from that. In a way, it's almost impressive.

Of course, there are always people who don't...quite adhere to that "normal" sleep schedule. Maybe you can't sleep. Maybe you were taking a shower before bed and then you ran out of hot water and the cold water woke you back up. Maybe your bunkmate snores way too loud.

If you are one particular member of the Pathstone (hint: the one who basically only leaves the sickbay about four times a day), then it's a combination of weird unpleasant dreams and the knowledge that there's a good chance of most of the others on board being asleep right now.

Also, hunger. It's not like she's particularly craving weird solid protein stuff, but when you have to eat, you have to eat.

And so she's sitting in the little dining room, trying to find something among the options here. It is not easy. So, to the network (the ones who aren't sleeping): ]


Has anyone thought of a good way to eat the food here? I keep trying, but it still feels wrong when I eat it.

The flavors don't make sense to me, either. I only know what a few of them are. Are they strange for everyone else?


[ If anyone from the Pathstone is around, she'll be hanging around, poking at some chicken solid and some mixed vegetable solid. And actually not hiding her face. It's...kind of hard to eat with it on. ]

Comments

[amarant]

[ Does she even have access to dangerously sharp objects here because.........yeah that would make matters even worse. ]

Oh, do you know?

[ She's not asking like she actually thinks he does. ]

[heresyandlace]

I could find out.

I'd only need to see it for a minute.

[amarant]

[ Like she'd actually hand something of hers over to him. ]

Another time, maybe.

[heresyandlace]

I'd only need to touch it for a moment. You could even still be wearing it.

[he shrugs a shoulder]

Up to you, though.

[amarant]

[ Bro did you learn nothing from the last time you tried to touch the mask ]

Isn't this just you trying to satisfy your own curiosity?

[heresyandlace]

[he learned plenty.]

I am curious, but it really isn't that important to me.

...I'm mostly just bored, and thought you might be interested as well.

[amarant]

Aren't you generous.

[heresyandlace]

I am.

[he finishes off the last bit of his meal and daintily licks his fingers. his tongue might be forked.]

So, think about it.

[amarant]

[ That. Is so weird. ]

...I will.

[heresyandlace]

[he leaves his plate on whatever serves as a kitchen counter, and gives her a parting smile as he turns toward the door.]

It was lovely chatting with you.

Much nicer than the strangling.

[amarant]

[ Makes a sort of...neutral sound in response. Yes, it was nicer, but she is still not eager to repeat it. ]