Selling Drugs or Selling God

[trickblackwidow]

DATE: Day 90, morning
CHARACTER(S): Arachne (trickblackwidow) and Schuldich (tabooandunkind), whoever else wants to join
STATUS: Open, ongoing
SUMMARY: Arachne, much to his dismay, still has to eat SOMETIME. He meets someone new in the cafeteria. Hilarity ensues(?)
LOCATION: Pluto's cafeteria

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[trickblackwidow]

On the whole, Arachne didn't seem like he was terribly interesting, outside of the fact that he was a man in a short skirt. Still, if one was bored enough, there was probably plenty of information to glean from the crossdressing demon. His mind was fairly tumultuous, too, thoughts overlapping in a way that just wasn't quite... human.

When Schuldich sat down, he raised a brow, pondering whether to even acklowledge him further. In his experience, ignoring people was *usually* better for his health, but... well, he'd had a good time with Bobby, just a little while ago, so it couldn't hurt, right?

"Not much to do around here, is there?" he mused, rather than giving a 'normal' greeting. The redhead just didn't strike him as the... 'normal' type, though he wasn't sure where that feeling of 'off' was coming from...

[trickblackwidow]

His lips quirked at the statement, though that voice was a little off-putting. He'd take Bobby's much smoother voice any day.

"I suppose that's true. Although... I never did have much trouble finding fun, what with the Messiah raising hell all the time." He laughed at that statement, though Schuldich *shouldn't* know just why it amused the man so... if he were human. Arachne's mind was seemingly unguarded, though its strange 'layout' was dangerous in itself. On the surface were many, many thoughts of a white-haired young girl, the older thoughts hateful, newer ones fond.

[callmeotterpop]

Bobby needed a break. He could stare at one more corridor in this place, for one more second. Which is probably why he had been able to spot Arachne ducking into the cafeteria. He smiled to himself, adjusted his uniform just slightly, and heading into the room.

He didn't waste any time with the food, just grabbed a bottle of water and headed over towards Arachne.

"Hasn't anyone ever told you that it's not safe for someone so beautiful to seat alone in a strange place?" He gave her a bright smile and sat down. "And on this ship, this place is probably the strangest."

Ahahaha, that icon. <3

[trickblackwidow]

If there was anything Arachne hadn't been expecting, it was to see Bobby again so soon. Not only that, but it was such an off-time! He perked immediately at the voice, even before he'd turned his head. After all, how could he not be excited, with the way the man praised him?

"Bobby!" he cried, laughing as he sat down. "Mm, well, you're right about this place being the strangest... but you needn't worry about this beauty." he teased, lips upturned in a wide grin. "Besides, if it really was a problem, I'd just have to call for you to help me, right? ♥" His voice dripped like honey as he spoke, words almost just as sweet.

Fanservice!

[callmeotterpop]

"And I would come running in a minute. I'm an old fashion hero type. So coming to the aid of the fair maiden is what I live for." He grinned brightly as he noticed how she perked up. It made his day just to see her smile at him, and he couldn't really understand it. But did he really want to?

\o/

[trickblackwidow]

"You really are so sweet." Arachne said, chuckling and finally plucking the plastic wrapper away from his sandwich. He'd been almost done, but Bobby had distracted him for a moment. It amused him to think he was probably better for not really knowing what human meats tasted like, as these were... very unlikely those. "So, what brings you to the cafeteria at a time like this?" he asked, chuckling, before he took a bite. "You wouldn't be following me now, would you?" he added, teasingly.