Sixth Truth [Accidental Video]

[tadanokusuriuri]

[The camera clicks on, showing the dining hall. The Medicine Seller looks... somewhat comical, in his pajamas and robe, still carrying his medicine chest, his expression as calm and cool as though nothing had ever happened. He sits down with a tray of food, looks at it for a moment, and frowns, just slightly.]

...What is this?[Carefully,

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[timisnotme]

Aw hell.

*That doesn't look promising. Tim's on his way down there to see what the mansion has done to the food. PRIORITIES.*

[tadanokusuriuri]

[The Medicine Seller will still be sitting there when Tim shows up, trying to figure out if the stuff on his tray is actually meant for human consumption.]

[timisnotme]

*Tim has a similar tray now. With something that MAY be beef strogenoff and steamed veggies. He's also infuriated that he can't get a soda and instead has apple juice.*

This fucking sucks.

[tadanokusuriuri]

What is it... meant to be?

[timisnotme]

I think that's supposed to be meatloaf and mac & cheese. But it also could be a rectangle of compressed sawdust with a side of paste.

[tadanokusuriuri]

The second... seems likely.

[He tasted it. It made him glad that he doesn't fear death.]

[timisnotme]

Don't die. I just met you. I'm Tim by the way.

*Pokes at his own food*

Any of yours edible?

[tadanokusuriuri]

It can be chewed.

And swallowed.

[He's not sure about digested.]

[timisnotme]

I'll take that as a no then.

*The strogenoff is marginally edible. The noodles cooked to the consistency of peanut butter.*

[tadanokusuriuri]

[He makes a small sound of acknowledgment, then continues sitting there and contemplating his dreadful mashed potatoes.]

[timisnotme]

*Invention time! Tim has gotten a dinner roll, mac & cheese, meatloaf and a salad. He's taking them apart and constructing a cheeseburger.*