off on a delicious adventure [OPEN, ACTIVE]
Characters: Gabe Weller hungupboots, Nathan McNeill dislimb, and ANYONE ELSE
Setting/Location: Beast's Castle, Kitchen
Date & Time: Day Six, evening [BACKDATED]
Warnings: Possible swearing and overall unpleasantness on Weller's part
Summary: After a couple days of puking up his guts, Weller's determined to get something to eat.
Weller still didn't exactly feel on top of his game, but it didn't matter anymore. His stomach had been empty for some time now and he wasn't about to feel any better until he got something in his stomach and actually had it settle.
So with some reluctance he'd gone into the castle and after hearing from someone on the network about the whereabouts of the kitchen, he'd gone off looking for it on his own.
Sort of. McNeill had decided to tag along- a bit of a relief if Weller felt like being honest of himself. The man really needed to eat something despite his queasy stomach and the more time he spent out of bed the better. He'd already seemed in better spirits and that was enough to let Weller focus a little more on his own problems.
"I believe we've found it." Weller finally re-holstered his pistol- something he'd insisted on despite the 'hospitality' shown- and stepped into what looked like a kitchen. The items inside seemed just as ancient as anything else on this magical journey, but enough was recognizable to clue in on what their intention was.