Far below the rolling tide [Open]

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Strangely enough, even after the events of the past few days, Zouichi had not developed an aversion to the ocean. Or axes! Or giant squid! It helped that he, unlike some of the other crew, hadn't been in imminent danger of drowning. He was, however, busying himself with preparing some of the food they'd bought on shore leave, as well as supplies salvaged from the Deepstar 7. No sense letting it go to waste, right?

He'd started work in the early morning, and gotten so absorbed in what he was doing that he didn't quite notice that he was making more than was absolutely necessary. What? Cooking was relaxing. And anyway, he thought as he waited to pull a piece of battered shrimp out of its cooking oil, someone would probably eat it all. For the people living in the inn, he was careful to set aside boxes of prepared food. But there was an increasing amount left over...

Stop by, enjoy your ridiculously overprepared lunch. Or just a simple one, if you're an acquaintance. The front door's open!

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[zouichi]

"Ah. Sorry, I didn't buy any canned tuna. I would have if I'd known." Canned tuna. He had to remember that for later.

Zouichi rolled his eyes, placing another gyoza on the tray. "That would fit the pattern, I think. 'Go find some artifact or do some impossible task. Everything will try to off you. In the meantime, enjoy being in the dark'."

[soulinherfists]

"Hey, I won't complain about not havin' canned tuna when you're busy making all this," Allenby said, giving him a playful jab with her elbow.

She smiled grimly at Z's assessment of... about half of their missions. If not most of them, but not everything had an artifact. "Yup. My favorite part is when she said she was going to fix it and wound up letting SHODAN out. Too bad there's no such thing as unions here."

[zouichi]

Zouichi laughed a little, partially dodging the jab. "Honestly, I think the ship needs an attitude adjustment a lot more than GLaDOS does. But you'll notice it didn't volunteer itself for the chopping block."

Grr, the ship. How he hated it.