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Characters: Razer, OPEN
Location: Deck 4, Rotisserie
Date: March 1, about 7:00 PM.
Rating: PG-13? To be safe? idek ok
Razer was hungry. Razer was a woman. This was an unfortunate combination. Still, three days on nothing but the brig's gruel had taken its toll, and humiliated or not he was forced to leave his room--his deck, at least, he'd been out of his room already--and go foraging on his own.
He supposed he could have asked Erol to pick him up something, but...well, the thought of saying something like that aloud, of hearing it in this oh-so-female voice he'd been stuck with, made him want to bash his head into a wall.
So he'd gone out to the rotisserie and hurried through the buffet with the intention of taking the food back to his room. It wasn't until he'd given his plate a final look-over that he realized just how starving he was, and decided that he could risk eating here. After a moment of debate that would have gone on for significantly longer if he didn't feel like someone had hollowed out his stomach with a ladel, he seated himself as far from the door as physically possible.
Anyone who happened to look that deeply in the restaurant would find a tall, attractive human woman with bright green eyes and short black hair doing everything she could to ignore the goings-on around her.
Anyone familiar with Razer would have good reason to either stare, or laugh until they hurt.
Location: Deck 4, Rotisserie
Date: March 1, about 7:00 PM.
Rating: PG-13? To be safe? idek ok
Razer was hungry. Razer was a woman. This was an unfortunate combination. Still, three days on nothing but the brig's gruel had taken its toll, and humiliated or not he was forced to leave his room--his deck, at least, he'd been out of his room already--and go foraging on his own.
He supposed he could have asked Erol to pick him up something, but...well, the thought of saying something like that aloud, of hearing it in this oh-so-female voice he'd been stuck with, made him want to bash his head into a wall.
So he'd gone out to the rotisserie and hurried through the buffet with the intention of taking the food back to his room. It wasn't until he'd given his plate a final look-over that he realized just how starving he was, and decided that he could risk eating here. After a moment of debate that would have gone on for significantly longer if he didn't feel like someone had hollowed out his stomach with a ladel, he seated himself as far from the door as physically possible.
Anyone who happened to look that deeply in the restaurant would find a tall, attractive human woman with bright green eyes and short black hair doing everything she could to ignore the goings-on around her.
Anyone familiar with Razer would have good reason to either stare, or laugh until they hurt.