001 - Sugar Baby

[fightswithsocks]

Characters: Stocking and vatheon
Location: The plaza
Time: Afternoon
Style: Any
Status: Open like Panty's legs

[This had to be one of the most boring places ever. Ever since the arrived, there really wasn't a whole lot to do except eat. And eat. And eat...

Well, it's a good thing Stocking does plenty of that. Right now, she's settled down at a table outside of

Comments

Diet and Exercise

[not_vangogh]

(Mordin peers around the pile, the mountain of food to see the girl. At first he is shocked, unable to speak, but the doctor soon finds his voice)

This... Unthinkable. This food. Not food. Chocolate. Caramel. Lipids. Oils trans fats. Garbage. All of it Garbage. Caloric intake unimaginable. Lethal. Diabetic coma Likely. Amputation. heart failure. Obesity certain.

(Mordin finally looks strait at the young girl finger pointing)

Child. As Doctor. Must insist for you sake this end. No justification to this. Abominable. This not food. Is trash. Without value. worse than worthless. Suggests Smaller meals. Lower caloric intake. Increase Nutritional value of meals. deli meats. Whole wheat. Dairy. Vegetables. Suggest it be done immediately. If not. Body ruined. Permanently.

Oh lol. Stocking's not gonna be happy about this XD

[fightswithsocks]

[Stocking glances up, staring blankly at the weird...thing that's currently pointing at her. So far it's just been babbling random words, something she finds irritating.]

If you're going to talk, you can at least use full sentences, dumbass.

Shouldn't have called him a Dumbass

[not_vangogh]

(Mordin looks down at the girl slightly annoyed brows furrowed)
Necessary information need be relayed quickly. Missing point. Language skills not problem or barrier. Your Vocabulary. Maybe. Real problem is diet. No Balance. No nutrients. Snacking ill advised but allowable. This unfathomable. Dangerous.
And is 'Complete Sentences'. Said 'Full sentences'. Should be more careful. Sound uneducated in more than just nutrition. In Young Lady? Unbecoming.
(Smiles and nods to the young girl extending a well covered hand)
Name Mordin. Doctor. Foremost Salarian biologist. Last statement in need of heavy revision.

[fightswithsocks]

[She glares at him for a bit, completely ignored his outstretched hand. Instead, she points at herself.]

Name Stocking. I no gain weight. You fuck off. Understand?

[theothersissel]

[Of course, he makes himself at home right across from her, but lucky for you he isn't grabbing anything. It's probably because he doesn't even need to eat in the first place.]

Man. I bet people would die from sugar overdose just from looking at this table. You're planning to eat it all?

[fightswithsocks]

[Recognizing the voice, she keeps looking over the menu rather than make eye contact.]

Obviously. I have to try out everything on here to see what's good and what's shit so I can remember it for later.

[theothersissel]

Kind of like your personal sugar database, huh? You sure you're not going to get full or something?

[fightswithsocks]

There's no way I'd be stuffed over something like this.

[When you've had to consume a 10-course meal and 500 boxes of delivered food in one night, a table full of desserts becomes nothing.]

[deathlinked]

[And he appears! Out of nowhere. Huh, this was odd. He meant to go to the kitchen not a cafe but--

Anyway. A peer at the girl and he smiles.]

Have you tried the ice cream?

[fightswithsocks]

[Stocking raises her head, staring at the boy with a blank expression.]

They have multiple flavors of ice cream here. You can at least be more specific if you're going to ask a dumb question like that.

[deathlinked]

I haven't had all of them, I wouldn't know what to choose!

[fightswithsocks]

You obviously choose all of them if that's the case.

[pristinestar]

[Guess who's automatically pinged by all those mentioned items?]

[. . .]

[he quickly walks over to her and then-!]

Want some? [holding a box of Pocky towards Stocking now B)b]

[fightswithsocks]

[Stocking's eyes quickly focus in on the box of pocky. She stares at it for a bit before looking up at him.]

Why are you waving a box of plain chocolate pocky in my face?

[Ttly not stealing a few sticks as she speaks.]

[pristinestar]

I guess you can count it as my greeting...

You're new here, right? How are you adjusting?

[fightswithsocks]

There's not a whole lot to adjust to. Honestly, this place is even more boring than Daten City.

[badtobegood]

[Peers over the new girl's shoulder at the menu, a mug of hot chocolate in her hands.]

Why wouldn't they?

[fightswithsocks]

It's possible that the people here are complete morons and wouldn't know how to make it even if I told them to.

[badtobegood]

[Shrugs, taking a long sip of her chocolate, and points at another cake on the menu.]

Black forest cake with fudge frosting and mint cookie crumbles - get that next. It's bitchin'.

[fightswithsocks]

Hmm...

[Stocking looks it over on the menu, then raises a hand and snaps. One of the waiters walks over, smiling cheerfully.]

I'd like an order of this.

[She points at it on the menu. The waiter nods and looks at Poison to see if she wants anything.]