#29

[and_dontgetcute]

[Flack is downstairs in the kitchen, cooking. He doesn't really cook all that often, but he was in the mood and figured it might be a nice change of pace. He's got the journal open on the counter next to him, so people can probably smell the peppers and sausage smells coming from the omelet he's making

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[encryptedlock]

[There's a small moan, the kind that comes from someone entirely too used to military food (even after nearly a year in the castle).]

Oh my God that smells awesome.

[encryptedlock]

Oh, believe me, I know - just don't like organized religion.

[and_dontgetcute]

Ah -- more "God save us from the people who think they're doing God's work"?

[encryptedlock]

If there'd been less "destroy all humanity in the name of the gods" in my lifetime, I'd probably think differently about it, yeah.

[and_dontgetcute]

[nods]

I can't say I wouldn't feel the same way if I were in your shoes.

[encryptedlock]

[om nom nom bagel sandwich - how is he doing that through his helmet, anyway?]

And if there's one thing that'll get anybody to pray, it's being out there in battle.

[and_dontgetcute]

[Flack's not sure, but he thinks it'd probably be kind of rude to ask.]

I won't disagree with you there.