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The Sinking Feeling You Get When You Eat Magic Food

Welcome meatship crewmembers to the instrument of pure silly.

It had been a long period of waiting, but a prank was about to be issued after these dire dark times. As such, tables were set up around the WITCH Bus and other locations, unmanned stands where Lemonade and Brownies were available with the compliments of your friendly companions.

Do you dare risk chocolately goodness or sour-sweetness to discover it's dark delicious secrets?

(ooc: tag around, bug others and feel free to continue to madness. IC duration is about a day. Unless you deliberately take more with you. As a reminder, Lemonade brings you up ages to a good looking adultish level. Brownies turn you into kids. GO NUTS. Refer to the ooc post for details and ask questions there.)

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"Why not?" replied Matt with an easy grin. "After all, getting to know other fellow crewmates is what I do best."

"Ok then guys, follow me."

She smiled. That was so like Matt, to not push Tavros off or anything. He really was a sweet guy.

And lucky she was older and therefore not as susceptible to blushing at thoughts like that. She took him arm and arm, and led him down to the city, in the glade where the wolves sometimes went.

Tavros smiles back shyly.

"Then, um, hi. I don't think we've met. I'm Tavros."

The glade is a new part of the city for Tavros. He mostly hangs around the media center, sensoriums, hydroponics, and sometimes the Outsiders turf. He stares around, impressed.

He never knew this was here.

"Matt Olsen, nice to meet you Tavros," said Matt as his arm was took by Katara and lead down the way in a manner that made him feel a little light on his feet. "You'll enjoy it, I guarantee. This'll be nice."

Darn right it would. She remembered to bring some of the foods that they would be able to eat: a few sandwiches, a cake and some fish. She set up a spot for them all to sit on the grass, unfolding a towel she'd gotten sewed specifically for the occasion.

Yes Matt, she was WELL prepared for this.

She placed Tavros across from them, and indicated a spot for Matt to sit. She laid out the food, and finally sat down once she was done.

"I hope you like it!" Katara said.

Tavros gets comfortable where he's set and watches Katara set everything out.

"Wow, that's, uh, quite a spread. How long, have you been planning this?"

Yeah, guys, the grub might be teasing you a little.

"Oh um, since last week I guess?" said Matt, suddenly turning a touch awkward at Tavros's teasing. Subtle he ain't, but it was enough to make him blush a little.

"At least I wasn't expecting it now... but it's a nice change from the routine."

Katara could have felt embarrassed, but she was feeling way too happy to really feel like that. She smiled and cut up a piece of sandwich for Tavros.

"Well, I figured it might be a good time," Katara said, looking down a little. Yes, she had looking older in her favor, but that didn't match the fact that she'd been thinking about it more and more everyday.

Not that anyone had to know that.

"What do you think, Tavros, Matt?"

Sandwich time! Luckily trolls are hatched with teeth intact. Tavros tries it and nods. "It's good, Katara. Thanks."

"It's delicious," said Matt honestly after swallowing. "You've got it down pat!"

He was smiling as he took another bite.

She nodded to both of them, clearly happy that they both had liked what she'd done. "Thanks, I figured I could start with the directions on making a regular earth sandwich and then improvise with the meats from the planet we were on last. I'm glad they were this good."

She gave Tavros a friendly pet and looked over at Matt, her eyes dancing a little. "So how have you guys been doing?"

"Pretty good, um... apart from the obvious. But, my day's getting better. What about, you two?"

"Well mine is definitely improving some more," admitted Matt honestly. "Now that I've got good people to share it with."

"Same here," she said, trying to hide her pleasure. "Here, I looked through this cookbook and made croissants, a food that's supposed to be for breakfast I think. Tell me what you think!"

She brought each of them a plate. "It's the last of the food I got from that planet, but I thought I'd save it for a special occasion. "You know, I don't think we get to have enough nice times like these without something bad happening. We should probably take this time and enjoy ourselves."

She lay on her back, looking up and sighing. "What did you guys do when you had times like these to just kick back?"

Tavros gamely tries a little of everything and compliments Katara on her cooking. It's all pretty good stuff. He's a lot smaller now, though, so he can't eat as much as the other two.

"Mostly, I played card games with my lusus. Or, did jousting practice, or, uh, tamed animals and stuff."

"It's great! Very savory," grinned Matt.

"As for stuff I did, well I usually clean, maintain the bus. Sometimes I go work out, conjure up a regular gym and play some basketball."

She started to cut up pieces for Tavros, of course. She wanted to make sure that he got to participate with what they were doing, even if he was small.

She started on one piece of the croissant, thinking a moment. "When we weren't running for our lives, we would take the time to get to know the local flora and fauna, experience what new and different things people were doing. We didn't like everything we saw, of course: some people fought all the time, like they do on the ship, and some were very hostile to us. But the best thing about that, and even now, is the not knowing: we never know what the day will bring, or what new ways of thinking are possible."

And slowly, her hand creeps toward Matt's. "If anything, I think my only regret is not getting to get off the ship as much as I'd like."

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