[Walker Count: 2] ☣ Family Matters

[wentthroughhell]

[1445 Mitchell Road | Open to family or neighbors]Well. That certainly wasn't expected. Within an hour of the phone call a roasted turkey had arrived at the front door without all the trimmings. Lori had always been the chef in the family with Rick helping where he could. Odd hours kept him on the go more so than he cared to admit being a Sheriff's

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[misterwwizard]

[There are no real holidays like this on Alternia... and with everything that's happened, he wasn't really sure what to think. All he can do is kind of stare at the turkey in disbelief. It does smell awfully good.]

Whatever that is on the table, it's smellin' really good...

[wentthroughhell]

It's called a turkey. [Rick grinned a little, studying the bird carefully before he glanced sidelong at Eridan before moving to a drawer in the kitchen. Sending the not!wife on strange errands was easy to get her out of the house making it easier on all involved... even if Rick's poor back was killing him from taking the couch.]

Would you like t' try some? Gonna have to carve it up especially if we have anyone take me up on my offer of free food.

[misterwwizard]

I am gettin' pretty hungry. Never been too fond a' landdweller food but I'm warmin' up to some a' it.

[wentthroughhell]

[Eying the bird carefully Rick picked a good spot in order to cut some of the meat off the bone. Enough for a taste to see if it was good or if Eridan liked it. If not, well, they could always figure something out.]

My son usually made a big deal of wanting a turkey for the major holidays- Thanksgiving and Christmas. One year one of my co-workers at the Sheriff's office actually gave us a wild one. Lori, my wife, wasn't thrilled when she saw the thing sitting on the kitchen table.

[At least that got a chuckle from the man. Lori had been so mad at him! A feathered, dead, bird sitting right on her kitchen table... of course they all had a good laugh about it later. With a taste size of white meat cut off Rick offered it to the teenager with a grin.] Tell me what you think.

phone

[frogst]

Oh, are you Eridan's not-dad? Hi! I'm Jade!

[ phone ]

[wentthroughhell]

I am. It's nice to meet you, Jade. Are you one of his friends from school?

[frogst]

Yeah! But we also knew each other from home, and I'm his moirail, but I don't know if you even know what that is.

It's nice to meet you too Mister, um...

[wentthroughhell]

Unfortunately I don't know what a moirail is much like people here didn't know what a Walker was. What is that exactly if you don't mind me asking?

[The former Deputy couldn't help but chuckle a little. Manners were something he was having to remind himself about.] It's Grimes, but you can call me Rick if you'd like.

Would you also like to come over for dinner? It's just Eridan and myself, and with this large turkey a lot of it is gonna go to waste probably.

Market

[coolbowtie]

[There's a man standing in the medical aisle. He's dressed rather bizarre, with an overly heavy coat and mismatching scarf and hat.

It also doesn't help that he's taking medicine bottles off the self, sniffing them, then tossing them behind him.]

No, not this one either.

[wentthroughhell]

[Needless to say one of those bottles sailed neatly over Rick's head as he turned the corner after bouncing off the shelf behind them. Rick ducked behind the buggy, turning a little to watch the bottle roll across the ground before looking back to the man tossing the bottles about.]

I- is that really a good idea to be throwin' things like that?

[Meaning: do you need any help finding anything?]