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Who: Ino
Broadcast: Fleet-wide
Action: Three Twins only
When: 3/5, evening

[ Well, the glitch is over, but Ino still looks a lot more glowy and primped than she had been before they stopped by those moons. Beauty products do wonders for a girl! But she's kinda having some late night cravings for that delicious Abeo food, so -- ]

Anybody still have stuff leftover from the moons? I'm willing to trade for a few things, I've got a lot of stuff from Adsum that I probably won't use myself.

Oh, yeah, and could everyone from Paradisa please contact me privately? Thanks~!

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Hot Pockets? You mean those little microwaveable pie things?

Mm! People ate them all the time, when the microwave wasn't in disrepair anyway. Remember?

With how much Crowley likes expensive, tiny, rich people's food- I'm sure he'd have words if I tried to tell him we're serving traditional Paradisian Hot Pocket for dinner.

[ she snickers ]

He'd still come even if you told him though. Just to make sure everybody heard the complaining properly.

Of course! He'd be the first to arrive!

[He clears his throat and deepens his voice some as he does an impersonation of Crowley, even mimicking his lazy but pretentious slouch in his chair]

'Five months of having to withstand proteins and this is what you serve? I came here for food, Allen. Food. [A hiss sound] Tell me you at least have enough sense to serve alcohol.'

[ she's giggling now ... and then she imitates picking up a hot pocket carefully with two fingers, like it might bite her ] "It's not even hot. I'd call this more of a lukewarm, really."

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[Ino doing that makes him start snickering too. It takes him a moment to get his voice low again without it cracking from laughter]

"And dear someone, what is that smell? It smells toxic. Maybe you should've found that King ghost instead, if you wanted a unsettling Paradisa meal so badly. Even that would've been a step up from this."

[ she tries to formulate a Crowley-esque response, but, nope. that is some laughter that cannot be controlled. ]

No way -- ! Not that creepy ghost!

[He breaks out into his own laughter ]

Don't worry! I don't think he can really reach us out here.

Probably.

I sure hope not ... that guy was a total creep!

Mm, he was!

...Though, the burgers weren't bad... [When he still ate meat anyway]

I can't believe you ate one ...

... Well, I kind of can. [ The punishment otherwise was terrible ] But still ...

What? I wasn't going to turn down a free meal!

[Allen. All the meals in the castle were free]

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