25. trying the decent bloke thing.

[christ_onabike]

Hey, Uhura. Couple of things

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[villageson]

I'm sure nobody swore in the kitchen back home.

[christ_onabike]

Bet the food was shit.

[villageson]

Sometimes it was a bit dull... But how can swearing possibly make it taste better?

[christ_onabike]

I dunno. It's fucking tv logic, isn't it?

Prolly shows we give a fuck about what we're cooking or something.

[f_ckitybye]

So if Rube's Ramsay, the fuck does that make you? The arsewipe restaurant owner who runs his business the way those fucking fat-cat City bosses ran a fucking bank, which is to say, into the fucking ground with a pile-driver?

[christ_onabike]

Actually, that pretty much sums me up fucking perfectly. Problem is, mate, that makes you the chef with the sense of self importance and the attitude problem who thinks he can fucking cook, but wouldn't know a chicken if it smacked him in the face.

West's the actually-competent sous-chef who's been there for fucking ever, but nobody's noticed him, because you're an arse hole, and fuck if I know what that makes Parker.

The sarcastic waitress, perhaps, that knows this is all a pile of shit and doomed to failure.

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[lt_n_uhura]

You've had them back since our discussion in the CES, Paddy.

But I will be to your room shortly.

Private

[christ_onabike]

You didn't think to tell me?

Right. Thank you, I guess.

[Spam]

[lt_n_uhura]

[Though she really wanted to ask him about that, she refrained from doing so. Maybe he was high. Or somehow drunk. Not that she wanted to think about that. So, arming herself, she casually walked to his cabin, knocking once before opening it quickly and stepping inside. No, she did not respect his privacy. Ever.]

What is your idea?

[Spam]

[christ_onabike]

[Paddy was sat, quite calmly, on the end of his bed, sitting back on his hands, and giving Uhura a slight glance,] Afternoon.

[There was a slight pause before he answered her question,] I just want to do something, you know, useful. So... I was thinking I could try and help kids like Brian, y'know.

[son_ofzeus]

No more than usual.

[christ_onabike]

Good to know. kid, good to know.

[son_ofzeus]

I hope you're doing the same.

[christ_onabike]

Oh, aye, I'm good and fine. Cooking and shit, the usual.

[stardustmemorie]

What would ever make you think I was into anything untoward, my friend?

[christ_onabike]

I was actually more asking if anyone had done anything fucked up to you.

[stardustmemorie]

I'm quite safe, Paddy, no need to fret.

[christ_onabike]

Not fretting, just checking up. Honest to fucking God.