Sometimes even the most chaotic place is peaceful

[basic_powers]

Today, Tyler's doing his usual routine for staying in Bar. There the hour spent outside during the early morning working on the katas Ray taught him, and a few of the other forms for other blades that he's picked up from patrons over the years. Then it's feeding, followed by a long session of 'Trying to wear out the Cyber Raptor' via launching the little beast's favorite chain ball long distances via homemade slingshot. A tired micro cyber raptor is a well-behaved one.

He's botherable at just about any point, so chat up the perfectly normal looking boy outside or snarfing down his breakfast of alien foodstuffs at the Bar.

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[heatherandsteel]

Its been a long day for Quentin with lessons and then having to do chores. When a door to Milliways appears, he's thinking about bed but he could do with a snack, his disguise is down and there's a bit of dish soap on his arm.

At the counter he sees Tyler and looks over his food, "What are you having?"

[basic_powers]

Something that looks like blue squiggly twig bits over something that could be risotto from another planet, with a dark burgundy sauce. It of course is on a deep navy blue plate.

"Mhmfmgrm hrm krrim." Tyler attempts around a mouthful, before swallowing. "Something 'hashew mikellum'? I can't pronounce it right."

[heatherandsteel]

"What does it taste like?" It looks sort of nice.

[basic_powers]

"The rice-like bits taste a bit like sweet potatoes and asparagus when you steam it fresh, except there's also cream. The sauce is spicy but also tastes a lot like library dust and carrots, and the blue twiggy bits are absolutely nothing like chicken."

Excuse him, he's going back to the NOM NOM NOM.

[heatherandsteel]

"Huh," That's a weird description, "Bar, could I have some fried paradoxes?"

[basic_powers]

It's alien foodstuffs, so flavor descriptions do have some trouble getting translated.

"Where is this from again, Bar?"

Delta Quadrant, little M-class moon with some weird gravity

Quentin will find his order appearing in front of him, piping hot from the fryers.

[heatherandsteel]

He takes a happy bite as they taste kind of like Tim Horton's donuts, "So did you ask her to just give you anything?"

[basic_powers]

"Uh-huh, I usually ask for the baseline human blue plate special. Sometimes it's food from Earth, sometimes it's food from other star systems, it's random so sometimes the food I get is kinda gross, like the canned snails." He's just going to spoon up a large glop of that alien risotto with sauce and a little bit of blue twig. "Sometimes it's really good stuff that I can ask for again later."

[heatherandsteel]

"Snails can be nice with lots of garlic. I might try that sometime."

[basic_powers]

"Don't, unless you like licking the rim of a tin can." Canned snails are nasty. "It's a fun special, and it's a little cheaper than ordering something like meatloaf with mashed potatoes and green beans."

[heatherandsteel]

Quentin gives Tyler an odd look, "Maybe not that order but I do like snails when done right."

[basic_powers]

"Do you know where to get them done right?" It's now Tyler's turn for the odd look. "Because there was a guy in a mask who sampled that plate too and he said fresh ones were awesome."

[heatherandsteel]

"I've had them sometimes growing up, a good kitchen knows how to make them,"

Fae like eating all sorts of things and he remembers having them at a knowe.

[basic_powers]

That's...not exactly helpful directions.

"Mhmm...maybe I'll ask one of my teachers about it."

[heatherandsteel]

"Okay, you could try asking Bar for fresh ones, if the special was canned, then that means fresh should work too,"

Quentin has only been actually having to cook and clean since moving in with Toby and May, he knows what he's had.

[basic_powers]

Just as he's about to try that suggestion, Bar pops up a handy little price guide card for how much those snails would cost.

Tyler might not be trying those any time soon.

[heatherandsteel]

As the card pops up, Quentin looks it over, "Oh, that's a lot."

[basic_powers]

"...Iiii'm not going bite that big a chunk out of my Bound fund." Tyler just slides the card back to be absorbed by Bar. "Thanks for letting me know though."

"What's new with you, Quentin?"

[heatherandsteel]

"Chores mainly, washing dishes sucks. You?"

[basic_powers]

"Still Bound, which is making me kiiiinda nervous." He's glancing towards his own door now. The last time it took this long for his door to arrive... Oy.

"Missing Uncle Ray mostly."

[heatherandsteel]

"Can Bar tell you when he was last here?"

[basic_powers]

...Oh. Right, Quentin doesn't know about Ray.

For a moment, Tyler just looks taken aback before he pokes at his food a little bit.

"I know when he was last here...that's...kinda why I'm missing him."

[heatherandsteel]

Quentin eats a few more paradoxes, he understands that sense of someone else just not getting it, "Okay, it was a while ago?"

[basic_powers]

"It was several months ago, but take it with a fist of salt, since time is wonky here." From his view point, it has only been about 7 months...

Maybe he should just up and tell him, get it off his chest.

"He...didn't have any idea when or...if he'd be back."

That kind of missing.

[heatherandsteel]

"People can tell that about Milliways?"

He's never heard that before, it sounds like the Luidaeg and how certain roads work.

[basic_powers]

"It's complicated and it had less to do with Milliways than his world."

Somedays, Tyler finds himself actually missing the flying green spud of endless appetite.

[heatherandsteel]

"I can see that. Some people just know more."

[basic_powers]

Yeah...so.. Tyler seems to shake himself for a moment before giving the area where the Door ought to be another glance.

"SO yeah...I finished up my sword katas for this morning and I might take Winston out later for a run."

[heatherandsteel]

Quentin nods, that seems like a nice way to spend an evening though its his day.

[basic_powers]

Time is wonky, sometimes you just have to make the best of what you're given with it.