A Food-Lover's Personal Hell [Open]

[everdistant_utopia]

When she made her contract with Alaya -- the part of the world that governed humanity -- the girl known to history as the King of Knights had understood that it would involve certain sacrifices. She had been pleasantly surprised to learn that in eras well into the future of her own, good food would not be among them. In fact, the cooks -- she was hard-pressed to call them that -- of her own time were so terrible that she had wondered if food was merely a form of punishment. It was only after she had been summoned as the Servant Saber in the Fourth War for the Holy Grail that she had been awakened to a new reality: eating could be a pleasurable experience. That is, if the food was pleasant to the taste.

Whatever this 'food' was that was foisted upon her was decidedly not pleasant by any stretch of the imagination.

It did not seem to be an unreasonable thing: the little blonde was not especially picky about food as long as it tasted good. A simple but tasty (and large) meal was far preferable to a fancy but bland (and small) one. The indecipherable mass she was served was the worst of all worlds: unidentifiable, small... but worst of all, tasteless.

She accepted her 'meal' with her usual impassive expression, seating herself in silence. Yet, she made no move to begin eating, staring at the slop with no change in her stony mask. However, those sensitive to supernatural phenomenon -- or even those who were simply observant -- would most certainly feel the heavy weight of a killing aura surrounding the otherwise proper and elegant young girl as she sat in morose silence.

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[allnaturalseed.livejournal.com]

While Cagalli was far from happy with the food herself, for now living was a priority. She'd heard something about taking it to the Sensoriums as well, but after fighting a giant shadow Bowser completely by accident she was a little shy about using it for anything completely mundane.

Off in her own world, she barely regarded the king as she sat down a short distance away, poking her food a few times. "Looks like something straight out of a weird science fiction movie, just like the rest of this place," she observed aloud.

[everdistant_utopia]

The killing aura subsided to less-terrifying levels once she had company. After all, the others were not to blame for the sorry state of cuisine.

Probably.

"Indeed," she agreed with a calm that obfuscated her unhappiness. She was not sure exactly what a "science fiction movie" was, but it didn't sound particularly pleasant. "I am uncertain if I can truly consume this."

[allnaturalseed.livejournal.com]

Noticing Saber's tone, Cagalli glanced sideways at her. Definitely not a happy woman. "Hey, I'm pretty disappointed too, but you need to eat to live." To prove her point, she took a bite, making a show of not minding it. "And... the trays at least have a taste, you know?"

[everdistant_utopia]

In truth, she might not have needed to eat; even without a Master that she could discern, she seemed to have no difficulty sustaining her physical state. It was puzzling and more than a little worrisome.

"Truthfully, it is not entirely the lack of taste I find troublesome. I am uncertain if my... body can indeed use this."

Secretive as she was, Saber withheld the more elaborate explanation; could this mass even be broken down into the pure prana she needed to survive?

[thunder-ace.livejournal.com]

Fate was very good at sensing other people's moods, and even with hers stuck in the rut it's been in for the past few weeks... it was pretty darn easy to pick up on the other blonde's slightly unnerving aura.

Rather than being scared off, Fate approaches the table Saber is sitting at, sets her own tray down, sits across from her, and cautiously attempts to strike up a conversation.

"... Is something bothering you?"

[everdistant_utopia]

Once more, her angry aura subsided once she was addressed, though her face remained carved from ice. It would be improper not to calm herself as best she was able to greet another, particularly when the blonde opposite her was a polite one.

"It is this..." she paused; she couldn't very well call it 'food'. "...substance. I do not believe I am capable of consuming it."

[thunder-ace.livejournal.com]

"Ah... I understand how you feel," Fate said. And really, who didn't? It may have been healthy, but come on... the tray has a better taste than this stuff, for crying out loud. "I don't think anyone would eat this willingly if we had a steady supply of real food."

[nevergetscredit]

Merlin was used to not eating the best food. Servants didn't exactly get to have all the best meals (well, unless you count what they manage to sneak off the noble's plates).

But still, even the servant's meals was better than this.

Sighing, Merlin looked around and tried to find a table. Unfortunately, there looked like there was only one free - and seated at one end of it was a woman who looked like she might decide to get up and start killing people at any moment.

Watching her warily out of the corner of his eye, Merlin tried to quietly make his way over to the seat as far away from the woman as possible and started hoping that she would be too busy trying to kill the slop with her eyes to notice him.

[everdistant_utopia]

The killing aura subsided once more as Saber was aware of another presence, though the impassive mask remained firmly in place. Of course, she could hardly fault anyone who gave the Servant a wide berth; Heroic Spirits could be terrifying creatures under the right circumstances. Or wrong, as the case was with the unhappy King of Knights.

Still, it was rude of her not to at least be polite. Her personal code of both knighthood and her own particular way of the king demanded proper decorum.

"Forgive me. I simply... question whether or not I am capable of consuming this..." she struggled for a word, "... substance."

[nevergetscredit]

Merlin still watched her carefully. Maybe when he'd first come to Camelot he might have been able to trust that she was just having a bad day, but since then Merlin had managed to learn at least some caution.

Gaius would be proud.

"At least it hasn't killed anyone?" Merlin said, trying to find at least one positive spin. "Yet."

[nottheglamour.livejournal.com]

"You going 'blech' yourself?" If the young girl looked up, she'd see Mary Jane taking a seat across from her, the woman's facial expression conveying her own disgust. "I've seen slime more appetizing than this stuff."

[everdistant_utopia]

The placid mask remained firmly on her face, though her quiet tempest calmed to a dull dissatisfaction.

"I cannot disagree," she answered calmly, looking up to address the redhead politely. "I cannot help but remain sceptical of its adequacy in providing the proper nourishment."

[nottheglamour.livejournal.com]

"Well," she took her utensil and poked the glob on her tray, making a peculiar face. "It...doesn't make any facial expressions...or have eyes pop out of it..." she poked it again, apprehensive. "On second thought, I'm right there with you."

[radiantcourage.livejournal.com]

Hoshi had been near Saber with Seraphiel, poking at the slop that could barely even be called food. Even her holy beast seemed appalled at the what was given to them.

"...you want some of it, Seraphiel?" she asked, tilting her head slightly.

Seraphiel cawed, shaking his head at his mistress. He did not want to eat something like this.

"Yeah. I thought so, too. This stuff's worse than what they give the defense forces," she stated with a bit of a mumble behind it. There had to be something better than this on board Stacy. There just had to be.

[everdistant_utopia]

Politely, Saber quelled her killing aura, though she continued to stare at the lump on her plate with an almost accusatory glare. It might seem she was blaming the slop itself for being simply what it was.

"Is this truly edible?" she wondered, cautiously poking it with a utensil.

[radiantcourage.livejournal.com]

Hoshi picked her head up when she heard that she was being talked to. A smile crossed her lips and she shook her head to get herself to pay attention.

"I'm sorry," she quickly said to her with an apologetic smile on her face. "I was a bit lost in my thoughts. To answer your question, I wouldn't say this is a good supplement for food, since I don't think it provides any nourishment or has any nutrients in it."

Slipping in a little ego, she added on next: "I think I could cook something a bit better than this, to be honest with you."

[ronnae.livejournal.com]

Ronnae plopped on a seat next to the many others that seemed to be oh so enjoying the slop. She moved one of her long ponytails behind her so as to not have it touch the goop on her bowl. She sighed nudging her elbow at the table and resting her head on her hand.

She stirred the goop a few times looking at it with boredom.
"What does a girl have to do to at least get some texture.... hell I'd settle for color..." the young half orcess raised the spoon close to her face before dropping it back in the bowl.

"I don't know how some of the crew have been here long eating this.... this.... blech." She pushed it aside making a face. She layed her arms on the table and rested her head on them looking at the slop then up at the young woman in front. "Guessin' you're not fond of this stuff either huh?"

[everdistant_utopia]

Saber suppressed her aura -- it wouldn't do for her to be so rude as to continue being enraged in the presence of others. Nevertheless, a slight frown broke through her mask, marring the girlish face.

"No," she replied with a strangely unflappable calm. "I have my suspicions about whether or not this substance is indeed edible."

[ronnae.livejournal.com]

Ronnae looked up to her, "It's edible... somewhat enough... just very unpleasant to look at and feel going down your mouth..."

She made a disgusted face before stirring her slop again, debating wether she was hungry enough.

[boneofmybuster.livejournal.com]

Dearka, of course, was no man to be foiled by a killing aura when it came to pretty girls. He took a seat in front of the King of Knights with his own platter of food, giving it a look of disgust on his own. He had done this eating thing quite a bit already but it was never any easier for the pilot.

"Having a little trouble there? I could give you a few hints to help pass it on by," he offered pleasantly.

brb loling @ username

[everdistant_utopia]

Saber suppressed her killing aura once more; it would have been poor manners otherwise. However, her calm, impassive expression remained the same... that is, until help with the situation was offered.

"If there is any way to make this... palatable, I would be most grateful," she replied with all the gravity of her plight. Food was serious business.

sob looking too much like archer over here

[boneofmybuster.livejournal.com]

"The trick is to just not taste it. You get around to learning that when you eat military food but we can skip the painful trial and error process since I'm around."

He spooned up some of the...stuff and waited for Saber.

[a_mere_human]

Setsuna sat down across from her, his own expression equally as stoic. He regarded the girl across from him with a simple glance, but otherwise paid her little mind, and didn't bother with pleasantries. He proceeded to eat the slop, his own expression still a mask utter indifference as one spoonful after another went into his mouth.

[everdistant_utopia]

It was almost nostalgic, in a way. The sullen silence, the inedible food... were it not for the setting, it was almost like being back home in Camelot.

With a face that could have been carved from a block of ice, the Servant lifted her spoon, gave the mass one last stern glare as if to scold it for being what it was, lifted it to her mouth...

And her killing aura surged, though the only indication of her immense displeasure was the twitching of a single, pale eyebrow.

[a_mere_human]

He gave no indication that he had been watching the girl, much less cared how she liked or disliked her food. But truth be told, he didn't like it anymore than she did. He really only had one simple reason for eating it, which he decided to share with her.

"You wouldn't prefer starvation," he stated evenly.