http://pocketloli.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] pocketloli.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-01-03 09:21 am

[open] in which Rein discovers the goo

Rein was very hungry when the Meet and Greet had separated, and found her way to the cafeteria. Taking up a tray twice her size with considerable effort, she floated over, hoping to get something like a cherry tomato or maybe some pasta.

SPLORCH

Staring at the goop, she tentatively poked it. It had the consistency of jello mixed with gravy. "This is it? This is food desu?"

The device started to tear up. "This is food?! NOOOOOO DESU!"

Sadly, Rein floated her tray back to the table and poked it with a fork.

She could have sworn it moved.

[identity profile] cowsquirtdrinkr.livejournal.com 2010-01-03 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Actually, the ship does have regular food. It is, however, limited, and until we are able to get more supplies it's limited to being accessed only every couple of days." Said the Middleman, carrying his own tray of grayish goop.

"Sorry about that. On the upside it's formulated to the exact nutritional needs of each crewmember."

[identity profile] cowsquirtdrinkr.livejournal.com 2010-01-03 05:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"The Middleman. Just the Middleman." He said with smile.

"Nice to meet you Rein."

[identity profile] cowsquirtdrinkr.livejournal.com 2010-01-03 06:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes, though I haven't been here as long as some."

[identity profile] cowsquirtdrinkr.livejournal.com 2010-01-03 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
The Middleman shook his head. "Don't worry about it. Stacy produces it herself. Which is kind of gross if you think about it too long, but it also means that for intents and purposes it's an infinite supply."

[identity profile] machinespirits.livejournal.com 2010-01-03 06:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Thaddos stalked in to the cafeteria, in his usual why-is-everyone-either-a-xeno-or-an-abomination? sulkiness, and general why-do-I-still-need-food grumpiness. He slopped up some food on a plate, which he didn't think was that bad. He had lived on dry, dusty rations when he still served in the Legio Victorium.

His continued sulking was interrupted by a small girl. She was small. And floating. Therefor, a cherub servitor. He stared at the servitor, and wondered just what it was doing here.

Fffff, posting in wrong place.

[identity profile] machinespirits.livejournal.com 2010-01-03 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Thaddos stared some more. He was very good at it.

"And how would I be able to eat in the same messy manner as yourself, little chegirl." He caught himself in time, since this clearly was not a servitor. Or it was an incredibly advanced one.

"I have no lower jaw, if you hadn't noticed."

Re: Hehehe ^_^ /patpat

[identity profile] machinespirits.livejournal.com 2010-01-03 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, I do have these tubes..." Thaddos halted and stared at Rein. "Would you by chance be interested in... upgrades?"

He hoped this one would respond favourably. So far his success rate had been nil.

[identity profile] machinespirits.livejournal.com 2010-01-03 06:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Twitch. Another failure. Sorcery and... xeno tech. This was bad. Another failure.

Thaddos sat down and glared. Very different from stared. Very important, that.

"I can not graft you with holy tech, little cherub. Flit away."