Creature Comforts and Comfortable Creatures

[irkenickychips]

Tak wasn't wearing her armor. She wasn't even wearing her vacsuit. In the comfortable surroundings of Mewtwo's Place, she'd decided to try out some of the items she'd bought from Ck'Taa's. The elaborate metal shoulder-piece seemed to fit well enough around her neck, but she seemed to swim in the flowy fabric draping from it

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[irkenickychips]

Unfortunately Tak was more the kind of creature that would have others cook for her and it showed. She managed in order, to create an aborted skillet of greasy gray noodly stuff, and a half-boiled mobile fern that still thrashed in the pot (which was now secured closed by spiked, segmented metal bands and rocking back and forth where it sat.) She'd decided to go with something a little simpler after that.

Sammiches.

"Engh, it may not be what I'd planned, but at least you won't have to worry about it eating YOU first." Tak's approximation of a human's sandwich isn't perfect, but perhaps pickled daikon goes well with ham. One could never tell. Hers, on the other hand, had been stuffed bits of every type of plant she could find in the refrigeration unit... save for the killer fern in the pot of course.

[apocolypse_mind]

Mewtwo's chuckles of laughter are decently hidden, especially under the sounds of sizzling ...things. He isn't sure that he could do better, he never took the time to even learn the basics of cooking beyond 'summon food.'

He takes the sandwich, eyes it, and takes a tentative bite. He isn't big on the taste, but then again he isn't big on much of anything food-related. He does, however, take several more bites out of interest and gratitude. It was still better than a food ration.

The fern squeaked.

"Indeed. Thank you."

[irkenickychips]

She'd also had the forethought to procure a glass of some odd juice that swirled alternating pink and yellow. Tak, once again, contented herself with a soda that she slurps noisily from. "You're welcome, Mewtwo. I'll see to the MESS after we're done here... But what WAS it that you wanted to talk about?"

[apocolypse_mind]

He nods, taking a sip of the drink, holding it up to eye level, and deciding not to ask what it was.

"Two things. Both of which directly concern Link. The first, I wish to know your impressions of him and his capabilities. Two, and he may have mentioned this, what is the status of your ship?"

[irkenickychips]

"The hylian is impressive, in more ways than one... He's determined too. I don't know of his capabilities as he was rather vague with the whole 'nature of his power' thing. While talking to him one thing DID occur to me however--that he's almost as paranoid as the Dib. He seems to think that HIS world is the one that everyone wants INCLUDING the Khonshu, and he'll go to any length to protect it. While that IS useful to us right now, it could spell trouble later if our methods in dispatching the Khonshu differ.

"As for the ship, I've got it stowed in the Chozo stronghold under the surface of Irk for now. I'll have to run some tests to make sure it's spaceworthy since we did rebuild it a great deal, but since we won't have to worry about life-support or even a pressure seal in the Nexus it should be ready whenever he is."

[apocolypse_mind]

"Indeed, though I do not believe that will be a problem, as his concern is the removal of the threat, not the manner in which it is removed." Mewtwo nods his head, setting down his drink.

"Would we not? We will be traveling in space, and I would not trust the finicky nature of the Nexus to be accommodating should any of your ship's systems fail."

[irkenickychips]

"Nng, I didn't realize that. I wasn't aware the Nexus even HAD total vaccuum..." She takes a massive chunk out of her sandwich, swallows. "Alright, give me a day or so to test the seals, life-support, and double-check the regeneration and weapons systems. I wouldn't want anything nasty to come out of that moon and NOT be able to defend ourselves."

[apocolypse_mind]

"Indeed. Do so, and I will begin tests on another ship for use in the event your ship does not pass muster."

[irkenickychips]

"Oh it'll pass. Don't worry about THAT. I'll just have to get started... Though I have to admit, I'd rather stay here. With you." She admits quickly.

[apocolypse_mind]

"Indeed. Perhaps a little time can be spared," he says, trailing off and taking a bite of his sandwich.

[irkenickychips]

Tak blinks... then her antennae fall back and she gives him a fond smile that doesn't show on her face all that often. "Thank you." She says, reaching over and lightly brushing the backs of a couple claws down his nearest forearm in a fond gesture.

[apocolypse_mind]

"You are welcome. Khonshu may be gaining power as we speak, but that will not change in reaction to our choices. We should also go into what may result in battle rested. A short delay should not, I do not believe, create a problem."

[irkenickychips]

Tak smirks over her soda. "I agree, but all the same that's unusual for you to say. Who are you, and what have you done with my Mewtwo?"

[apocolypse_mind]

He blinks, his voice monotone. "Error: this unit is not prepared to answer that."

Ladies, Gentlemen, and Invaders, Mewtwo has just made a joke.

[irkenickychips]

Tak blinks. She blinks again. Then suddenly splutters, nearly dropping her food and rocking on the cushion she'd been sitting on, her chuckles quickly increasing to a squeaky peal that could be considered either annoying... or cute.

[apocolypse_mind]

He smiles slightly. "Glad to see the tension has not gotten to you completely."