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[expectremorse]

[someone has been cooped up for the first two days of a five-day vampire toll. He no longer has the urge to eat things without provocation, but he's not happy about it either. Namely because

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[rayney_day]

I could handle you and a certain someone else constantly antagonising one another... Congrats on stopping that, by the way - or at least making it private.

But for God's sake, you are not fat.

[expectremorse]

We're-

[pause] Of course I am. Well I was. Not anymore.

[rayney_day]

You have never been fat. Not when I've seen you.

[expectremorse]

You've been watching me?

[HE HAD TO ASK .HE HAD TO]

...Thanks. I guess. Maybe.

[naughtbutlife]

[Half-starved girl from the 17th century? Cue A MILLION QUESTIONS]

You have chocolate in a cake? What is white chocolate? Does it come in other colours? Can you have green chocolate and purple chocolate?

A steak of what animal...a chicken? What is chicken-fried? And are potatoes very common where you are from? ...does that mean you are Spanish? Because they come from the New World, but I hear the Spanish enjoy them. Did you know asparagus can be white as well?

What are hot wings? Are they literally on fire, because I imagine that would not be very pleasant. Which animal are they from - a pigeon? What is 'ranch dressing'? And what is a pizza? ...and what is pepperoni, for that matter? Is that a Spanish sausage? It sounds Spanish, you see. It all does.

SUSPICIOUS...

[veni_vidi_valui]

You truly don't remember being here before, do you?

[naughtbutlife]

I have never stepped foot aboard this ship before, I swear to you.

[veni_vidi_valui]

How intriguing...

Yes, I found chocolate comes in a variety of colours. It really is the cure for almost all ills! Though, myself, I prefer the brown variety.

[veni_vidi_valui]

They don't serve decent Roman food here, but I have found chocolate to be the most wonderful substance.

[expectremorse]

What counts as Roman food?

[veni_vidi_valui]

Well, we've no dormice, for a start.

[expectremorse]

door mice?

Door mice?

[What's worse is he's salivating] with their organs in? - [wince]

[ifightfor]

[Rinzler read all of that and promptly made a "bluh" face under his helmet.]

Fruit. Dried.

Bread.

[Nothing tastes like energy here and it all tastes like--too much. SENSORY OVERLOAD.]

[expectremorse]

Dried fruit and bread.

You aren't fucking living.

[ifightfor]

JA307020 is not a User.

Nothing|

[Fhuh. He just won't bother completing that sentence.]

[expectremorse]

...Okay buddy, I don't know what you're talking about. You at least ought to try it.

[neuroticalson]

Favorite food? Lobster.

You're wrong about the first thing, though. About cutting down on things you like. Dad never did, and he's fine.

[expectremorse]

Never had it.

what'd your dad do for a living?

[neuroticalson]

Yeah, I didn't expect you to have.

Whatever he wanted.

[expectremorse]

[Hoffman is glad he's responding in all text. He'd be hissing and snarling right now.]

So a criminal.

Either that or a major league baseball player.