trans_9 | "Listening to others, considering well what they say" (Part 3: Maingate Hotel)

The Maingate Hotel was pretty extravagant, and an entire section of it had been eked out for the crew's use during their stay. They had several suites, three communal areas, a conference room, their own kitchen with a chef on call if they required her.

They were all teleported from the main teleport pad of the hotel into the conference room, which was a large enough room to be able to hold a group their size and had plenty of chairs arranged in a circular pattern so they could mostly all face each other or whoever was in the middle of the room.

Everyone had to settle down so they were all able to talk, and the meeting itself would have to be carefully controlled so they wouldn't all talk over each other. But they were up for the task, right?

[ooc: Guardian Setup, General Mingling, Clone Checkup, Newbie Briefing, General Briefing, More Mingling, Back to the Meeting, and The Idea Guy sections are open. Backup characters introduced to the plot can join in the mingling subthreads if they want. The opening of new subthreads will be announced here and the ooc. Please read the linked OOC post for a plot timeline.]

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"Oh, those things. We got told about them. A little anyway."

He looked up at her. "Eat?" Suddenly, his stomach made a loud noise, betraying its current lack of contents. Hana looked down at it. "Shut up, you."

He sighed. "Man, I could go for something to eat."

Ruff raised an eyebrow and looked around. "Come on." Without waiting for him to obey she seized his wrist and drug him through the crowd and through a set of double doors.

There was a kitchen here complete with a chef who looked to be preparing finger foods and snacks for the group out there.

"This guy is supposed to make us whatever we say." Ruff explained. Someone had mentioned it to her earlier and even after a hefty meal she felt like she could eat some more.

Hana followed without complaint, being ordered around by blonde independent woman seeming to be a trait for his family.

When they reached the kitchen he eyed the snacks hungrily but forced himself to ignore them and instead question Ruff. "Do they have, like, any bigger slabs of meat?" His stomach rumbled in agreement to this query.

"Yo cook guy!"

Ruff repeated the question and within a few minutes a couple of fat pot roast sandwiches sat in front of the duo, complete with gravy and vegetables.

"If Diplomats get to eat like this all the time I might need to change jobs." Ruff joked practically drooling at the smell of the fresh cooked meat in her sandwich.

Hana leaned closer to her and whispered in her ear. "Maybe once we beat 'em up, we can take their med stuff and their cooks and food?"

He quickly stuffed half the sandwich into his mouth, chewing and savoring the flavor, gravy and juices dribbling down his chin, not that he cared much. They were in the kitchen with just the staff and he doubted Ruff bothered about manners herself.

This would be true!

Ruffnut ate like a real Viking, taking the biggest bite she could manage which was about half the sandwich, and gulping down some milk after she had chewed and swallowed, and nearly choked on the amount.

"That...is amazing. I don't know what kind of meat this is but I want a heard of it so I can eat every last one."

Wiping away the dripping trail from his face with the back of his hand he looked at her, eyebrows raised. "What? You mean beef?"

He looked baffled how someone couldn't have ever had beef before. Neigh. He now looked horrified. "It's just cow. It's like... One of the best meats ever!"

He paused and put down his sandwich to explain. "You know. Cows. Like, you must have those highland cow things. The ones that can survive in the cold." He fixed his hair so it covered his eyes and made horns with his fingers, trying his best, and oddly doing a pretty good job, of becoming a lookalike. (http://www.martinlawrencephotography.com/images/gallery/Highland-cow-at-Glen-Lonan.jpg)

"You sure this is cow though?" Ruff passed a suspicious look between him and the cook, "Who knows...after all this isn't our planet. They could have all kinds of weird monster meat!!!" She made a face and put her hands to the sides of her head like fins.

Hana thought about this, gave a snort at the mental image of an underwater cow then just grinned, downing some milk. "Whatever it is, it's tasty. So I'll let it slide."

"Besides, if you think about it we eat almost anything on our own planet, it just doesn't seem weird to us coz we live there. These guys might freak out if they saw one of your sheep, since they might not have 'em here." He then laughed at the idea of a whole city having a freak out as a sheep munched on a lawn.

"Hey I hadn't thought about it that way..." Ruff laughed and took another hefty bite of her sandwich chewing it as roughly the same mental image filled her head. It was hilarious!

Once the chef was busy enough on the other side of the kitchen and Ruff had swallowed she muttered to Hana, "So, what about that branding junk huh?"

Hana's usually carefree, grinning face suddenly darkened and his lips curved into a scowl, taking an unnecessarily vicious bite of his sandwich. "Pisses me off." He mumbled around his food.

"I don't care what we're here to do. They need to pay for that." He really did understand the point that Hit Girl and some of the others had put across, it made sense in some aspect, but he couldn't just let something horrible happen to his friends and just move along like nothing happened.

Ruff nodded easily swayed at the moment and slamming a fist down on the counter, "Damn right. We came here to help and from the sounds of things our guys were forced into those head tattoos." And that shit wasn't cool yo.

"They ask for our help and what do they do? They freaking jab needles into our guys heads and tell us it's the law! Well, screw their law!"

"Yeah!" Ruff took a swig of her milk again leaving her with a milk mustache as she sighed and hung her head comically. "Now...if only we knew who to punch."

"Well, this Kanner guy seems a pretty safe bet." Hana was actually pretty content with just following Zouichi around and punching whoever the guy said was okay to teach a lesson too.

Hana's face made way for a little smile, breaking his dark demeanor as he looked at Ruffs mustache.

"We just gotta figure out where he is." Ruff took the last bite of her sandwhich popping it in her mouth. "And then take turns beating his own special marks in."

"Sounds good to me." He pulled his sleeve down until it covered his hand and then used it to wipe the milk off Ruffnuts face, not bothering to ask for permission for the quick clean.

Hana then finished his own sandwich, his stomach feeling much better.

"Listening to others, considering well what they say" (Part 3: Maingate Hotel)

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