ITP: Hamburgers. Eventually.

[watchmycannon]

[Today in the middle of a field is a rare sight: a fancy-pants marquis not wearing his fancy-pants, nor his fancy-anything. Instead he is wearing only a pair of slacks, a well-fitting undershirt, and about three buckets of blood -- elbows deep in gore and in the process of butchering a cow]

((oh, um, gore warning, I guess, for cow-butchering? If

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[areplicatedhope]

What are you doing?

[watchmycannon]

[Pauses, wiping at his forehead with the back of his arm -- all this does is smear blood across his face]

Ah, butchering this animal.

[areplicatedhope]

Is that how it's done?

[watchmycannon]

Most likely, yes -- we've no animals like this on my world, so I am making an educated guess. So far it does not seem very different.

[get_sometail]

... Somebody's really taken to farm livin'

[watchmycannon]

[One moment: removing the feet]

--Farmers are not the only people who need to eat, are they?

[get_sometail]

Well, no. But you're not someone I'd picture as being at home in an abattoir.

[watchmycannon]

We butcher things in the field, often times, if we are on a long campaign. And I am not usually content to merely observe things happening around me.

[tickingtykebomb]

Sudden craving for steak?

[watchmycannon]

[Laughs]

That will be one of the positive outcomes of this venture, it's true, assuming I do not botch it -- though it was more a sudden craving for knowledge.

[tickingtykebomb]

So instead of checking out stuff on the internet you just dove right in and killed yourself a cow.

[watchmycannon]

Hands on experience seems the best way, to me.

[...shifts for a moment, awkward]

And I am not entirely comfortable as of yet with that machine.

[youhavetwocows]

[watches from nearby]

[watchmycannon]

[...Is suddenly very glad that you are intelligent enough to tell the difference between a cow and a human who is covered in cow smell]

Ah, good day, miss Perscitia.

[youhavetwocows]

Hello. Do you not have someone else to do tasks such as that? You are getting yourself very dirty.

[watchmycannon]

I am not sure how Camp usually obtains its meat supply, to be quite honest. I merely wished to see if these creatures were like the ones I am familiar with -- and I will always come clean again, with a little soap and water.

[nocturnemission]

... Ew!

[watchmycannon]

[Yeah it probably reeks over here]

Surely this cannot be the most disgusting thing Camp has ever offered you, as a sight? It is all very natural, after all.

[nocturnemission]

No, but it's still pretty gross, with all that blood and guts and stuff! Is cow killing always this messy?

[watchmycannon]

I am unsure, as I have never killed a cow before this. But in my experience otherwise, yes, butchering any animal will be messy -- you are, after all, removing the skin and separating out the meat and organs from the bones. There's hardly any avoiding it.