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has_no_future ([personal profile] has_no_future) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2011-08-31 07:41 pm

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Kai opened the door to his home and found himself in Milliways. For him, this was a good place for his research. He headed to a table and sat down to read his enormous pile of books.  He's totaly botherable. 
death_gone_mad: Amascut eating something with a bewildered look on her face (*grabs popcorn*)

[personal profile] death_gone_mad 2011-09-01 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
Totally botherable. But distractable? We'll see.

"Aha!" There is a woman at one of the tables of this fine eating establishment that is not eating. Or drinking. She is dissecting sausages, and not with dining knifes and forks. She is using actual, honest to goodness dissection kits.

The cause of her exclamation is a thin triangular white thing that she is holding with a pair of tweezers.
death_gone_mad: Amascut raises her eyebrow at you, you weirdo (dubious)

[personal profile] death_gone_mad 2011-09-01 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
She turns to see who is asking.

Well, that is a colorful way to dress...

"This," she says looking at the object held by the tweezers, "is either a bone chip left behind in this sausage by a butcher who wasn't paying attention," the logical explanation, "or it is a tooth belonging to this odd creature," and there's the milli-logic explanation.

She inspects it closer. "It has too smooth a surface to be a bone chip, though."
death_gone_mad: Amascut giving a mean, side-eyed look (disgust)

[personal profile] death_gone_mad 2011-09-02 03:20 pm (UTC)(link)
She picks up a bright red hotdog and wiggles it about. "Sausages are food. They are usually made of spare ground organ meat stuffed into an intestine or something. Some butchers don't like wasting meat that people don't normally buy."

The hot dog, tired of mistreatment and the woman's obvious lack of hunger, bites her.

She yelps and the hotdog bursts into flames. "That wasn't a sausage," she says, visibly angered. "Darn, I burned another one."
death_gone_mad: Shhh (Default)

[personal profile] death_gone_mad 2011-09-02 04:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"I... it burst into flames on its own." Yeah, right...

"That was why I am cutting these things open. But I don't know how these things keep biting me; they have no internal organs. They are just masses of minced meat." And maybe a couple teeth, but the tooth she found earlier was the only one she had seen so far.

"That was one of the red ones that bit me, correct?" she asks as she goes back to work. It is as if she hadn't been bitten at all.
death_gone_mad: Amascut raises her eyebrow at you, you weirdo (dubious)

[personal profile] death_gone_mad 2011-09-02 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"That is what I am trying to to determine." She looks over the assorted sausages and grabs another red one, pinning it to a new dissection tray. The hotdog doesn't yelp out in pain but then again, the one she took the tooth from didn't either. "I don't see how such things can actually be alive."
death_gone_mad: Amascut looking over her shoulder. Blue dress. Calm. (blue dress)

[personal profile] death_gone_mad 2011-09-07 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh no. That would make sense. If only I were as good at sensing magic as I was at using it."

She goes back to dissecting before remembering, "Oh, how rude of me. My name is Sarah Black. What is yours?"
guppy_sandhu: (weiner minion)

[personal profile] guppy_sandhu 2011-09-01 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Guppy is... not having a good day.

Mostly because he's been taken over by a mysterious virus; but at least the telepathy is trying to tell him not to worry about it.

Right now he's at the bar, wearing a hoodie and eating a bowl of ketchup.
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[personal profile] guppy_sandhu 2011-09-01 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ketchup. Want some?" Guppy asks.

You don't really want to share that.
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[personal profile] guppy_sandhu 2011-09-01 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ketchup. I never realised how good this stuff is."
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[personal profile] guppy_sandhu 2011-09-01 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"Er... tomato, sugar, water... sugar."
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[personal profile] guppy_sandhu 2011-09-01 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Got a bit of a bug, but it's..."

Not contagious.

"Not contagious."
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[personal profile] guppy_sandhu 2011-09-01 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, Dr Hadley told me to keep an eye on it." Guppy says, waving a hand.
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[personal profile] guppy_sandhu 2011-09-02 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Can I get you anything?"
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[personal profile] guppy_sandhu 2011-09-02 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Guppy gets him a coke and some fruit.

He gets himself a banana, and dips it in the ketchup.

"There you go."
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[personal profile] guppy_sandhu 2011-09-02 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not very." Guppy admits. "Maybe some strawberry sauce would be better."
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[personal profile] guppy_sandhu 2011-09-02 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Want some?" Guppy asks, squirting it liberally on the banana.
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[personal profile] guppy_sandhu 2011-09-02 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Guppy eats the banana, all at once.

"Now that cuts the mustard."
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[personal profile] guppy_sandhu 2011-09-02 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sauce." Guppy says.

Bite him.
guppy_sandhu: (weiner minion)

[personal profile] guppy_sandhu 2011-09-02 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Guppy's eyes flicker red.

He takes Kai's hand, trance-like, looks at it for a moment, then then bites it.
guppy_sandhu: (weiner minion)

[personal profile] guppy_sandhu 2011-09-02 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Guppy blinks at him, slowly.

"What was what... I..." he looks bewildered, like he doesn't know where he is.
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[personal profile] guppy_sandhu 2011-09-02 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"I did? Oh no, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Guppy looks alarmed.

Don't tell him. You should run.

He gets up and runs off upstairs, abandoning his sticky banana.