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[abracafcku]

Who: Taako
Broadcast: None
Action: First Breath, Planetside
When: 9/28

First Breath

1. Kitchen
[The Marsiva had become boring after the first day of having absolutely nothing to do. He'd spent the time trying to understand what was going on, and then decided napping was probably the best thing since he was stuck anyway. Which is why he was in the middle of a trance-like nap when the Atroma jingle went off and he exploded onto the First Breath's kitchen with confetti and questionable looking chocolate pudding cups.

Taako blinked, then dusted the confetti off his clothes and wizard's hat. The first thing he saw was the sad state of this kitchen, and Taako put his hands on his hips with a sigh.]

Is this seriously what they want me to work with?

2. Cargo: Salvage
[After settling into the crew, Taako immediately went out salvaging. Something about that seemed to be the right thing to do, so he is dragging bits of metal sheeting, wires, robot parts, and sacks full of gears and pieces into the cargo hold. The planet is basically made for looting, so he's doing his level best to loot the shit out of it. He also has a Mage Hand - an invisible force - carrying several lush looking throw pillows trimmed in various colored fringe and blankets.

When he comes onto the ship, when he sees someone in here, he immediately motions to them.]

You, person whose name I totally remember, go grab the rest of this, hm? I'm not exactly the brawn type.

Planetside

1. Shopping
[You cannot expect Taako to go to a world of literal shopping and not come back with all the craziest shit. But sadly, he does not have a lot of money since he is recently arrived and was not part of this cargo haul that apparently got some people money and others not so much. Which means Taako has to do what Taako does best and improvise.

And he's doing a goddamn God Tier job at it. He's getting new outfits pieced together from clothing crates lost to the dumps, he's getting new throw pillows, blankets, random knick-knacks, and he's trying to find some goddamn weapons just because how bitchin' would it be to roll around the galaxy with a pair of machine guns strapped to his back? Totally, that's how much.

But he still has no money, so he'll slide over to the closest person in the same store as him and smile.]

Hey there, thug, you wanna help me with something?

2. Arena - Locked to Lup
[He could fight here, but why go through the effort? It's so much easier to wait until he sees a good bet and then toss as much of the Charmed credit he's earned so far straight into it. If he loses? Oh well. If he wins? Hell yeah.

So the second he sees Lup enter the arena, he knows exactly what to do. He bets every single credit he's earned so far on her winning. He highly doubts anyone here could conquer her level of spellcasting and the utter destruction he has a feeling she's capable of doing. Most people here relied on melee combat and, well, wizards are made for smashing from afar. This is also a good way to check what she's capable of and she did not disappoint.

Once the battle is over, he waits down by the fighters' exit, leaning up against the wall with a pocket full of credits.]

Nice job, Destructo.

Comments

[ first breath; kitchen ]

[dothelokimotion]

[ loki blinks. he's not much of a cook, only truly able to do a few dishes that frigga had passed onto him and some fireside cooking during emergencies. ]

What's wrong with it?

[abracafcku]

[Here there tall, dark-haired and handsome. Taako turns when someone talks to him and he sighs, gesturing to the accoutrements of the kitchen.]

That oven? Is ancient. The spices? Inadequate. There should be at least a three burner stove available and where are the vegetables? The actual meat?

[He makes a face of disgust at the dispensers.]

That thing cannot be called food.

[dothelokimotion]

[ an elf. not one of the dark elves, thankfully or loki would be far twitchier. ]

I store what I can when we arrive on a planet, but there's little to be done about the state of technology. I have requested the necessary upgrades, of course but we live to the whims of our . . . overlords.

[abracafcku]

[ Taako is the elfiest of elves, but in a good way. He sighs and fingers the dispenser with a groan.]

Well, not anymore. If I'm going to be living here, you're going to be eating with Taako and that means eating actual food.

[Speaking of which.]

Where is this anyway? I just got teleported here.

[dothelokimotion]

[ well loki won't complain about that. he cocks his head slightly before answering. ]

The First Breath. It is part of a Fleet that is ferried from one planet to another.

[abracafcku]

Mm... First Breath, huh?

[He fingers a few strands of his hair, tapping his foot as he thinks over that name. Not as cool as some names could be, but it's at least better than naming something Boaty McSpaceFace. Taako shrugs and then nods.]

I can get behind it. So what's your name, Lord Smoulder? I'm Taako, from TV? ....Although probably not seen out this far.

[dothelokimotion]

[ it could be worse. they could be the red fish. at being called lord smoulder, his lips twitch minutely. ]

I am called Loki. I'm the captain of this vessel.

[abracafcku]

[....Mkay, that's a god's name, but whatever. He wouldn't be the first god Taako has interacted with and knowing his weird ass life, he wouldn't be the last. At least this one isn't trapping him in an eternal loop of "here relive this one day over and over while you die."]

Oh, so you're the one I have to report to? Cool. Just a quick note? I don't listen to authority, so have fun with that.

[He turns back to the kitchen and dispenses a little bit of the meat protein they're provided with.]

...That is literally the worst thing I've ever seen. How did you all survive on this?

[dothelokimotion]

[ he shrugs. loki likes the finer things but food has never been something he fussed over much. ]

We eat well once we leave the ships. And we're not here all the time.

[abracafcku]

But you're here and you eat here and this?

[He spins on his heel, raising his finger that has the dollop of goo on it.]

This is unacceptable even for my enemies - and I burn most of them.

[He concentrates and the dollop suddenly changes shape and becomes a small sausage.]

This is what food should look like. Not that crap.

[dothelokimotion]

[ dryly. ]

No. Really?

[abracafcku]

[He tosses the sausage up and catches it, giving Loki an equally dry look. Fine. If he doesn't believe him?

Taako sets the sausage on the countertop and starts opening and closing cabinets, checking supplies, the pantry, what utensils are available, and what cookware he has to work with.]

Who's been cooking for you before I came along?

[dothelokimotion]

If we had one, they left long before I came here.

[ or were essentially a non-entity. ]

We take care of ourselves.

[abracafcku]

You poor, poor things.

Well, let me give you my resume.

[He holds up a finger and then points to the closest stool for Loki to sit on.]

How about a perfect omelet? Savory or sweet - your choice.

[dothelokimotion]

[ loki sits on the stool, resting his elbows on the table. ]

Sweet, if you don't mind.

[abracafcku]

Not a problem, my man.

[He goes into a flurry of motion, pulling ingredients from shelves and pantries, cracking eggs and transmuting whatever ingredients he needs that the kitchen doesn't have. He moves with the grace of someone used to being in a kitchen all his life and he's sure to make his omelet with the sort of flair he used to employ when he was doing Sizzle It Up. Little flashes of light and color and the sort of transmutations that he doesn't need to do, but he does anyway for the fun of it.

This is one of the first times he's cooked for someone, knowing that what happened in the Glamorsprings wasn't his fault. He's back on the wagon, so to speak, and he goes at it with gusto.

The omelet arrives in front of Loki, garnished with a sweet sauce, drizzled over the top of perfectly cooked and beautifully formed eggs and some fresh parsley which he got from only the gods know where. He slides it across the counter at his new captain and hands him a fork with a spin of his fingers.]

Bon appetit.

[dothelokimotion]

[ that . . . is impressive. loki can admit that. delicately, he digs his spoon into the omelet, taking a polite bite, chewing on it thoughtfully. ]

Well done.

[abracafcku]

[Just well done? No other compliments? Taako reaches over with a different fork and swipes a bite. Hm... Yeah he's going to need to get a few more things in order for this recipe to really sing. He can't stand sending out anything by the best from his kitchen - whether it be on the moon or here in space.]

It needs real cream to really make it. I'll have to see if that planet down below has any.

But even then - just "well done?" I freaking conjured up an omelet, my dude.

[dothelokimotion]

[ loki is sparse with his compliments. silvertongue he may be, but he only minces words when he wants to get people to do things for him. still, he's a little bemused by taako's reaction, conjuring a glass of wine in his fingers. ]

And?

[abracafcku]

[Oh. Oh.

This guy is one of those people. The type who want you to work to get their approval and only compliment when it's trying impressive or they want something.

Well then.

Taako shrugs and uses a Mage Hand to begin clearing the cooking dishes and drop them in the sink.]

So I'd think a little than you is in order or I'll leave you all to eat the crud that comes out of the dispensers.

[dothelokimotion]

Thank you.

[ he can be polite, at least, sipping his wine. ]

[abracafcku]

[Well, he can be polite and Taako can be a real dick when he wants to. He'll take the thank you, but he'll just put a little twist on Loki's wine. The next sip he takes will taste like Lime Go-Gurt - but just one taste. Welcome to Taako's hell.]

You're welcome.

[dothelokimotion]

[ if it affects him, loki says nothing. ]

So you conjure all your food then?

[abracafcku]

Not if I can get the ingredients for it. I'll transmute where necessary.

[Damn. Not a word? Eh, oh well.

He lets his Mage Hand do most of the heavy lifting, the egg shells into the garbage, the water turned on and heating to wash. Taako just leans against the counter, arms folded.]

But I prefer fresh and real.

[dothelokimotion]

Of course. Conjuration can only get you so far.

[ still, he's curious about taako's magic. different from his, obviously. ]