02 // Audio;

[justamobster]

Who: Ladon Ceto and you~
Broadcast: Fleet-wide
Action: On whichever ship volunteers!
When: Broadcast is April 14th-ish. Action can happen any time in April afterward.

[ Ladon is still defaulting to audio broadcasts. That's not likely to change any time soon. He starts this one by clearing his throat momentarily. The awkwardness of addressing a large audience never really goes away. ]

Heard that sharin' resources is the norm here, yeah? So I got a proposition.

Tourist ain't got a decent kitchen. But I got a hankerin' for pancakes. So I'm wonderin' if any ship that's got one don't mind lettin' me borrow it. [ There's the crinkling of a bag in the background. Ladon has recently gone shopping and bought all he needs for pancakes... aside from a stove, of course. ] Can pay you back by feedin' you. Only ones I'll burn'll be mine. Also clean up after myself, yeah?

Lemme know.

((OOC: If multiple ships want mobster pancakes, that's cool! He'll make them for whoever asks. He never gets sick them. Really.))

Comments

[birdsbirdsbirds]

I am all about this. Best food ever invented, I think.

[he's distracted, for a moment... before he suddenly comes back. sounding much more grounded.]

Anyway, yes. A kitchen. Unfortunately, I don't think ours has all the needed parts yet. I can't be particularly helpful here.

[justamobster]

M'headed over to the Red Fish for now, seems they got a good kitchen. Hopin' the next crew member the Tourist gets's a cook, yeah? Ain't right livin' outta a microwave.

[ They have a history of exploding. Or at least, the ones on Sacrosanct did. ]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Oh, good. I'll hope along with you, since this protein mess can't be good for long-term consumption.

[justamobster]

Don't even wanna know what livin' on that shit's gonna be like in a few months. Just lucky I got a crewmate who'll burn it for me.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

...Why do you need it burned?

[is that a... thing? is that a taste preference?]

[justamobster]

Special diet. Stomach don't do so well on anythin' that ain't burnt. Well, other than booze an' sugar. [ He can handle syrup just fine, thus why he loves pancakes. ]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Well, that sounds... unusual.

[not that he's saying there's anything weird about that. but. ...there is something weird about that.]

[justamobster]

I get by. [ It's super weird. But Ladon compensates by acting like it's nothing stranger than a peanut allergy. ]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[and if he's just going to straight-faced deflect it, he won't pry.]

Ah, well. Lucky for you, burning food's about the easiest thing you can do with it.

[justamobster]

Sorta. Gettin' some things burnt all the way through can take some skill. Pancakes're real easy seein' as they're flat, yeah?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Oh yeah, that'd do it. [he thinks for a moment...] Hey, if I rig up some kind of a waffle iron, maybe I can just set it to cook for an hour. That might do it.

[justamobster]

Have t'fiddle with the timin', see how long it'll burn 'fore it just falls apart. Ash ain't fun t'eat.