untimely mess hall peril!

[whoexactlyiam]

[It's not Tuesday, but somehow, the food in the mess hall has an aura of danger around it--if you're good at noticing those things, anyway. If you're not, it's just more colorful than usual. Do you

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[got_axed]

[this is a FABULOUS day to be on dish duty, isn't it?]

... the hell is that?

[whoexactlyiam]

It doesn't matter what it was. I'm sure it would have been happy to know that now it is delicious.

[got_axed]

[... leans in a bit, inspecting it]

Might hafta disagree with that last bit.

[whoexactlyiam]

[peels off a disturbingly tender and flaky sucker, dips it in a bubbling green sauce, has a bite]

It's delicious!

[got_axed]

You got a weird sense of taste, lady.

[whoexactlyiam]

[thinks for a moment]

Thank you.

[got_axed]

Wasn't really a compliment.

[whoexactlyiam]

That's all right. If I think that way, it can become one.

[got_axed]

Most people call that delusion.

[whoexactlyiam]

I will partake of this "delusion" gladly, so long as I can keep making food that makes Simon happy.

[got_axed]

Simon?

[whoexactlyiam]

Yes, Simon.

[oh you wanted an explanation]

My husband.

[got_axed]

Married, huh. You oughta get along with the crazy mess hall lady. Izumi.

[whoexactlyiam]

Yes, I just came here from my wedding. If you think she would like to hear about it, I'll tell her, too.

[whothehelldoi]

Ain't still alive, is it?

[got_axed]

Dunno. It might be.