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Who: Allen Walker
Broadcast: Video
Action: The Hand-Holding Planet
When: Time is relative.

[The feed opens up different from Allen's usual clinic-related broadcasts. First of all, the camera seems shaky, like it's been held by something flying. It also seems to be out in the forest, or rather near a clearing in the forest.]

[And behind him instead of Timcanpy, seems to be what looks like...well, a dead dinosaur that's so big you can only see a bit of it on the camera. And Sokka's in the background, pacing around and measuring the dinosaur from all angles, muttering to himself.]

Ah, hello all! [Allen gives a wave] I'm Allen Walker of the SS Blue Fish. I don't have any clinic announcements, but ah...

[He glances back, then looks at the camera again]

Well you see, my captain and I went hunting and we sort of...overdid it, a tad. You see, um, Tim? Can you show them?

[The shaky camera pans around, showing that yep- that is indeed a dead T. rex. A tree has been toppled on it, and there's stab wounds in the neck. Sokka meanwhile has started to examine the dinosaur with....finger square frame. Okay. After a moment, the camera will go back to focus on Allen]

Yeah, as you can see- I don't think we can get this back to our ship on our own, or fit it in the ship, if we did.

[He claps his hands together] So! We were thinking...if anyone would like some meat for your ship, we'd be happy to share! Just come on by and take some! We're out in the forest, a few miles outside of the city. There's clearly plenty to go around!

Oh, and if you have a way to move it closer to the ships, that'd be even better! We'd be happy to share an even larger portion! [He glances around the forest, a bit nervous. Behind him, Sokka seems to started drawing with intense concentration, using a nearby tree stump for his surface. Allen seems to talk like he's more talking to himself than anything:] I know I'd like to be out of here before we meet his friends...

[And then he clears his throat and looks back at the camera] Anyway. That's all! Have a nice day!

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Definitely the breast meat.

[Just like chicken yeaaaah]

And that'd be fine by me. Sokka?

Breast meat is the best meat.

[Har har he is so funny. ]

Go ahead. Enjoy!

Appreciate it. Thanks.

[He almost wishes he could grab a regular supply, but--nah. Pinkie'd have a fit.]

It's no trouble! Take as much as you want!

Yeah, I mean unless we want to eat dinosaur for the next...forever, we really need to get this shared out, so go for it.

[He gets right to it, butchering skills primitive but showing he at least has a basic idea of what to do.]

Could consider selling off the rest once everyone from the Fleet takes a part.

[He considers and shrugs]

Not a bad idea. I bet systems with less hunting would pay a good price for it if we preserve it.

[He's giving y'all a flat look right now. ]

Yeah I don't know about you guys, but I'm pretty good for acorns right now.

[Yeah, Finn still doesn't really get economics, but he does remember how much he had to pay for meat back on the toxic moon.]

Doesn't hurt to have more though, right? What if you find something even better in the market before we leave?

[He shakes his head]

No, no- not acorns.

Think about it. What if we made some of this jerky or froze it- and then the next planet we came upon was one where they only really had proteins to eat?

Don't you think they'd pay a nice price for some nice meat? And maybe even in credits!

[Oh...right. THAT. And this is why Allen is the one who deals with all the Blue Fishes money. And after the whole... gumball fiasco, they could probably use some extra cash. ]

...Huh. I never thought about it before. I mean, sure, I can easily dry some out to make jerky. For you and your crew too, Finn. That's not a problem. And maybe it would help? Cross-planet commerce, or something.

[He nods enthusiastically.] Yeah, we got a lot more space for dried or shelf-stable meat than we do in the freezer. And you remember how much decent food cost at the last place? Even if we had to hang onto it for two, three stops it'd be a good investment.

Plus, we could always eat it.

[He nods at both of them] Yeah, exactly! We make money or we eat it! It's a win-win either way!

I approve of this idea, this is a great idea. We'll be meat barons.

...I know that probably isn't a real thing but I just made it one so there.

I've heard of weirder nobility.

Anyway, I'll meet up again after everyone claims what they want. Talk to my crew about keeping some extra.

[Allen snickers] I think you mean "The Beef Barons".

Okay, sounds great!

Beef Barons, even better.

[That's it, that's the name for them now. Forever.]

Sure thing.

[Finn chuckles and shakes his head, not entirely sure if this counts as "beef". Then, carrysacks loaded, he waves and makes his way back to town.]