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[theboogieman]

Who: IT'S A GAME MINGLE GET IN THE VAN
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: All of it!
When: Second half of the month.

[hey everyone! how's it been going? how's medieval-fun-time-world treating you? anyone pillaged and burned anything yet? got kicked out of the castle? been planning expeditions? registered for jousting? busy angsting for the last two weeks on your ship?

this is a mingle for everybody, whether they're hiding in the volcano, out and about in the city, or up on one of those random random stations where you can get quirky souvenirs.]

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DRAGON PMS

[heresyandlace]

→ in town
[ever since his arrival on the planet, Tek hasn't been quite right. he's been distracted, neglecting to go out of his way to harass other people, barely smirking at even the most amusing of frivolities. it's weird.

and today, he's seated in one of the parks on the nicer side of town, quietly watching enjoying the scenery with a picnic lunch.

except--if one pays close enough attention--it seems that the basket in his lap contains nothing but eggs. and by the unwashed appearance of their shells, it seems that they are most likely... raw.

and just in case there is any doubt as to what he could be doing there with a basket of fresh eggs, there's a high likelihood that he can be caught opening his jaw wide and distractedly sliding one of those bad boys into his mouth--shell and all. delicious.]

→ the Pathstone
[and, unfortunately, he's acting just as strange at home. aside from the fact that he has hardly been back to the ship at all--does he even sleep in his nest anymore?--he doesn't relax once he's there. the only time he isn't standing or wandering or showering, is when he's sitting down to eat.

and after he's realized that it's probably not a good idea to eat horrifying things in public, he's brought his meals home. in the privacy of his own ship, he can sit down with a plate of chicken undisturbed.

the fowl in question, however, may be a tad undercooked. and, by the occasional pop and crunch that echoes through their little kitchen, he might be eating a bit more than the meat.]

in town

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[he hasn't actually been out much, so he's missed the majority of Tek's odd behavior...

still, his casual approach to come chat with him is... somewhat interrupted when he catches Tek sliding a whole egg into his mouth. he pauses. this seems... very familiar, somehow...]

...Hi, Tek.

[heresyandlace]

[Robin can just wait for the whole routine to finish--egg in mouth, bite down until there's a pop, swallow, crunch up whatever shell is left behind.

and only then does he tilt his head in Robin's direction, giving him one of those long looks that dares him to say anything about it.]

...Hello.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[he seems especially leaky today, too. he will gingerly invite himself to sit on the bench next to him. he won't say anything about the eggs, specifically, but...]

Is there anything I should ask about, or is this just a mood?

[heresyandlace]

[he picks up another egg, rolls it between his fingers, spends moments seemingly considering it.]

You probably don't need to ask.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Okay.

[...you know, he's just going to lean back on the bench. let his head tilt back. wait for Tek to explain or start acting weird. ...show off his neck.]

[heresyandlace]

[he doesn't say anything, so he's probably just going back to eating... except there aren't anymore sounds of eggshell crunching.]

pathstone

[dawnwillcome]

[The only time Jove has really been returning to the ship has been to bring back what she's gathered from her time on the planet. Odds and ends for crafting armor, some seeds and plants to make her room easier to sleep in, all dropped off quickly so she could get straight back to a place that reminds her of her home.

She's going to miss all that green, the smell of earth and grass, when they move on from here.

As she's on her way back to the shuttle, though, something stops her and brings her attention towards the kitchen. Did someone leave a chunk of raw lyrium on the ship or something? It's all she can assume as she heads in that direction, wanting to take care of it before it makes someone sick. What she finds is Tek just as he's chomping through a bone, and she stops in her tracks.]

You know, it's common practice to leave the bones.

[heresyandlace]

[he has the presence of mind to put his food down before he turns to glance back at her, but the other half of the bone is already gone.]

You've never eaten marrow before? It's considered a delicacy in many places.

[and his tone of voice still has the usual levels of easy snark to it, but the levity somehow doesn't make it to his face.]

[dawnwillcome]

I tend to stick to just the fleshy bits. And... usually like my meals a little more fully cooked.

[Now that she's come closer, she can see that's really far too pink for normal consumption. It doesn't seem be bothering him in the least, but what's more important is all that magic she feels coming from him.]

Are you ill?

[heresyandlace]

[he nudges his plate of half-finished food aside, and he rubs the side of his face for a moment, like he's trying to wake up, or fight off a headache.]

Why do you ask?

[dawnwillcome]

You aren't looking very well.

[She reaches a hand out towards him, intending to lay her hand over his forehead to feel for a fever.]

[heresyandlace]

[there's a minute motion when she reaches for him--just a subtle freeze, after an automatic backward shift of weight. he almost ducks away from her hand, out of wary instinct, but manages to catch himself in that moment. and in doing so, decides to stay right where he is, and let her do what she originally intends. though, it's anyone's guess as to exactly why he changes his mind.

and yes, he's running a fever. she can probably feel it radiating off of him before she even makes real contact with his skin.]

Has anyone told you about the first planet we visited? With their gifts of beautiful red stones?

Town

[lord_wizard]

[Felix may not know exactly what is normal for Tek given how little interaction they've had so far, but even this behavior strikes him as distinctly not at all right.

For a moment he's not entirely sure if that's even what he's just seen because there is no way at all a human could do that without choking to death and he feels the slightest bit ill at the idea.

And yet, he's staring.]

I was going to ask if you were hungry, but that rather answered the question...

[He sounds a little bit like he's walking on verbal eggshells, pun not intended]

[heresyandlace]

[speaking of eggshells... he's already closed his mouth around that supposed whole egg, and there's a distinct crunch crunch as he chews up the remnants, before he glances over.]

Why? Were you planning on asking me to lunch?

[and he sounds light and coy enough about the question, but none of that actually makes it to his face.]

[lord_wizard]

[That disconnect disturbs him almost more than the inhuman egg swallowing, and he wonders a bit why he's still standing here, except for morbid curiosity]

Something like that. Or some remark about the size of your picnic basket...

[heresyandlace]

[something about that gets a smirk out of him, at least, and he fishes another egg out of the basket.

this one, he holds out toward his new friend.]

Would you like me to share?

[it's a joke. probably.]

[lord_wizard]

[He's not sure how he feels about that, but a lot of it falls under the category of disturbed.]

Are those raw?

omfg and I never got this notif

[heresyandlace]

[he looks at the egg, as if the notion hadn't occurred to him before.]

...Either that, or someone is terrible at cooking.

Pathstone

[onlyanapple]

[The nest has been miserably cold without Tek's presence, not that Crowley will admit to noticing, or anything silly like that. When the demon wanders into the kitchen, he turns to watch the display, raising one slender eyebrow behind the shades.

Of course, on occasion, Crowley will go off to find some rodents to eat, when the snake part of his brain overrides everything else, so he's certainly in no position to comment on how he's eating. Instead, he takes a seat across from him, lounging back.]

You're going to get fat.

[heresyandlace]

[and Tek has had his suspicions about how the rodent population on this ship seems to be plummeting even more than it should, so he feels no need to go out of his way to explain himself.]

Rude. And here I was going to offer to share with you.

[he's joking, as usual, but the sarcasm fills only his voice and fails to make it to his face, this time.]

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley pulls a face, waving his hand dismissively. ]

I prefer my chicken cooked.

[heresyandlace]

Have you tried it?

[there's a nice little pop as the thick end of a bone cracks open between his teeth, splitting along the shaft of it, as bird bones tend to do.]

Marrow is a delicacy. And you're probably not getting enough protein here, you know...

[onlyanapple]

There are rats in the vents. If I decide I need protein, I can get them.

[Pointed hissssss.]

I REPLIED TO THIS uggggh dw why does this keep happening

[heresyandlace]

[he likes that the demon sometimes hisses around him. he doesn't know whether or not Crowley makes it a habit around other people, but he likes feeling privileged about it.]

...You're talking about rats, and you sneer at my meals. That's rather hypocritical of you, don't you think?

[but he's not really invested in the argument, for once. conversation isn't as appealing as it usually is, today. his mind is more focused on the devouring of energy, and the want to violently expend it. his head is hungry and full of motion.

so, he pushes his plate an apathetic few inches away, and gets up to his feet.]