Day 51: Lunch

[sanguinario]

Edward was glad to wake up to a period of respite. While he had been conscious during breakfast, he'd requested to remain in his room for extra "sleep", which had consisted waiting until the room was vacated to ingest the vial of Venom's blood. The vampire had lost his chance last night, but that might have been for the better; this way he wasn't

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[tartaros_avatar]

Hamburgers and hotdogs. In modern America, there was nothing so proletariat nor soul-crushingly advantageous to only the most cold (and grease-stained) corporations. Frankly, Recluse minded neither, just as long as he didn't have to be exposed to either. A good portion of the Rogue Isles was fed on Nutri-Paste, after all, the chemical-filled wonder that came from Aeon Laboratories. What was the line Aeon used? Ah, right. "Made to the highest standards of nutrition under quality-controlled industrial conditions". Such was the wonder of results-based total deregulation.

With that in mind, being stuck with the American standard for protein and calories was relatively lucky. If Recluse had even the slightest shred of optimism about anything besides his own designs for world domination, of course.

Such was how he came to be glowering at his tray of 'food', and considering whether to raise tariffs on foreign imports of low-quality foodstuffs when he returned to the nation he ruled. Today was not exactly going entirely well.

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[tartaros_avatar]

"I am not, actually. As I mentioned, my only real interaction with them involved breaking Lugnut." The idiot had deserved it for such a sloppy attack. "We were then separated, and I have not interacted with him since." Once again, leaving out the matter of Scourge.

"I am merely saying that the most common diseases generally have generic cures. Influenza responds best to a preventative vaccination, but after that, there is little beyond the simplest of medicines that I can be sure translate over to your dimension." Diseases could be monstrously hard to cure. His scientists often made sure of that. "Since you likely do not have the reclaimator systems standard in Rogue Isles hospitals since the Rikti War." First Rikti War, if what Statesman had said was true. "Serious cases requiring attention are simply teleported to the hospital, where the reclaimator automatically heals most ailments." Well, among those who were useful enough to warrant a teleport beacon