April System Mingle

[thespaceopera]

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Possibly!
Action: April System
When: Month of April!


[Welcome to the Belt, a huge asteroid belt that's been terraformed for life. Here you can explore the different asteroids, become a rock star, race on some ATVs, enjoy not being underwater.

In other words, it's a mingle! Get in everyone!

> System Info ]

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[searingedgelord]

[She has confidence in her abilities. Celica was a good teacher.]

Good idea. I don't think there's much to be done with those gels.

[nonightdriving]

[She will have to prove herself. Show those skills from your sister.]

There is a surprising amount of what to do with the gels. They just all taste relatively the same in the end.

[searingedgelord]

[She will!]

Really? [She sighs.] I guess it's all the same to me in the end, anyway.

[She can eat the gels without complaint about the flavor, really. Lacking a sense of taste is kind of helpful that way. The texture gets a little old, though.]

[nonightdriving]

There are minute differences, but they all suffer from the same consistency and I fear that mars any possibility of it tasting "different" to me in the long run.

Of course, I've been accused of being a bit of a snob when it comes to food before now.

[searingedgelord]

I guess that makes sense.

[And it does. There was certainly a time in her life when she thought that way to some degree, and she still does if she's cooking for other people. She just doesn't worry about it for herself. It's good Phi was always a willing taste tester.]

I can't taste anything, so I don't have the luxury of being a snob about it. [She tilts her head slightly. She's talked to him enough that she figures that might concern him a little.] Don't worry, though, I learned to cook when I could still taste. I remember how flavors work. I just need a little help.

[nonightdriving]

[Her admission makes him pause. Not being able to taste anything is detrimental to anyone who cooks. It's necessary to tell if you've got the right blend, especially with unusual or unknown ingredients.]

A little help? That appears to be a bit of an understatement. A cook without a sense of taste or smell is dangerous to everyone involved unless one is more than just a little careful. While it's good to know that you learned before whatever caused you to lose your sense, the loss is a bit detrimental, both as a cook and as a person.

[searingedgelord]

Maybe. [She sighs and glances down at her left hand.] Not as detrimental as other things.

[She shifts her gaze back to him.]

If you're worried about it being dangerous I won't ask you to eat anything I make.

[She sounds a little flippant about it, but it's just a coping mechanism. Her sense of taste is really just the tip of the iceberg of things Artorius took from her, and with all the malevolence she carries around it's easy for resentment to start bubbling up inside her. Flippancy is her best defense against a spiral of bad feelings.]

[nonightdriving]

[He notices the action and follows her eyes down to the bandages all around her left arm and hand. It's obvious that there is a story behind it, but he's not like to ask her.

Not when the loss of her sense of taste is more important for their conversation and plans.]

Don't be ridiculous. There are healers and doctors amongst the other members of the Fleet and from what you've said, you can cook and not harm others.

If the worst should happen, I will merely call Lady Lunafreya or one of the others. It's not a huge problem.

[searingedgelord]

[That's okay, she doesn't want to talk about her arm right now anyway. He's actually managed to distract her from her angst. Maybe it wasn't what he intended, and maybe she should be insulted by his talking about potentially bringing in healers, but she can't. She's developed a pretty thick skin to insults by now, and he actually seemed to be trying to reassure her. In the most painfully practical and honest way possible.

So, she laughs. It comes out as a low, quiet chuckle, and it doesn't last long, but she's clearly amused.]

I guess I'll just have to prove myself.

[nonightdriving]

[Her laugh, though brief, is good for her. It softens her face, shows how extremely attractive she is and it points out that she isn't all attitude.

He likes it. It's definitely charming.]

I look forward to that, Velvet. Contact me when you're ready.