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From the back door storms the Valkyrie. Its been wet and cold and rainy and overall miserable outside- all the better for trying to work off a temper. And given Ace's good advice, she's totally forgotten she's wearing the space agey red and black armor.

What? It fits well and she can move around easily. You're not going to make her self-conscious of it again, are you?

Mwaha.

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Svava blinks at Alain. "... That's one of the things I do like about this place." As she waves for a wait rat.

"Trying all the different things from different places."

A cup of hot chocolate is ordered.

[honest-johns.livejournal.com]

Alain actually has not met the waitrats yet. He's seen them scurrying around with orders, though, as part of the background insanity of this place, and so he isn't too startled.

"Aye? I've asked for things I know, mostly. Not very adventurous, I wot."

He tries the hot chocolate.

It's startlingly sweet. And also very good indeed. His eyebrows go up appreciatively. Looks like Alain now has a new option for caffeinated beverages.

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

And the third party for the coffee/tea apocalipse gets another member.

"I'll order things if I've had them before, or if someone else is getting them, so they can explain what they are. I'm only adventurous so far, I'm afraid, when it comes to food." She chuckles.

[honest-johns.livejournal.com]

He's still a confirmed coffee drinker, say sorry. But now there will be variation.

"Wise of you. Gods only know what giant serpents and... cars and such consider a good dinner."

He remembers, belatedly, that she works for the gods, and reminds himself to watch that sort of automatic phrasing around her.

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"Well, the ones I know eat normal foods." A teasing grin at Alain.

"And I guess... well, the cars do run on strong liquor, and the giant serpent does quite well baking strawberry cakes. I do consider those sorts of things edible."

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Look, the staring is back. "...The giant serpent bakes strawberry cakes?"

He shakes his head, with a breath of laughter, and looks back down at the hot chocolate. "I should learn to stop even trying to figure this place out, should I not?"

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She laughs, and shakes her head. "The best I've found? Just sort of... go with things as they happen. I can't say I've always managed to do that, but it helps at times. Just dealing."

With that, Svava stands. "I've been out running for most of the day, I think I should get a bit of rest tonight. If you would excuse me then, Alain?"

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He stands, too, politely.

"Wise advice, sai. And thankee for the hot chocolate." A smile. "Long days and pleasant nights."

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"And to you as well, Alain." She chuckles. "Enjoy the hot chocolate."

And Svava departs.