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auroraexpress2019-01-05 07:55 pm
voreaciously) wrote in auroraexpress2019-01-05 07:55 pm
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Who: 80H
When: Day 7, noon
Where: Jasmine Carriage
[There are plates of food left on high, elegant tables, the sort you might find at stand-and-eat restaurants, but classy af. They are clear and crystalline and...oddly cool to the touch, if you touch them.
She was told there was a child on the team, so one table is set much lower.
"""""Cael"""" has a lot of fare she thinks he'll enjoy--or knows he will, if he's developed a taste for the same things Kuuha's had to eat. Whatever, in the end, she's sure he'll be satisfied to have food, period. Is that not right? For a moment she thinks of chestnuts (not remotely enough of them) in the wintertime shared between too many people.
For goodness sake. She shuts her eyes to it and moves on.
Randy's fare is a very neat and presentable platter of different things. She has no idea what he likes, so she's made a little bit of everything. An egg here, a little miso soup there, bacon, sausage, a small waffle with fruit on the side, etc.
To Randy, there is a neatly folded note: "I was not certain what you enjoyed. I apologise in advance if I offend your tastes. -80H"
There's a knock on everyone's door if they're in, but 80H is nowhere to be seen.]
When: Day 7, noon
Where: Jasmine Carriage
[There are plates of food left on high, elegant tables, the sort you might find at stand-and-eat restaurants, but classy af. They are clear and crystalline and...oddly cool to the touch, if you touch them.
She was told there was a child on the team, so one table is set much lower.
"""""Cael"""" has a lot of fare she thinks he'll enjoy--or knows he will, if he's developed a taste for the same things Kuuha's had to eat. Whatever, in the end, she's sure he'll be satisfied to have food, period. Is that not right? For a moment she thinks of chestnuts (not remotely enough of them) in the wintertime shared between too many people.
For goodness sake. She shuts her eyes to it and moves on.
Randy's fare is a very neat and presentable platter of different things. She has no idea what he likes, so she's made a little bit of everything. An egg here, a little miso soup there, bacon, sausage, a small waffle with fruit on the side, etc.
To Randy, there is a neatly folded note: "I was not certain what you enjoyed. I apologise in advance if I offend your tastes. -80H"
There's a knock on everyone's door if they're in, but 80H is nowhere to be seen.]