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[Day 191 | Open] What's that familiar sizzling sound?
Who: Colin, anyone who wants breakfast
Open: OPEN
What: One word. BACON
When: Day 191, Morning
Where: The Distillery
Format: Take your pick
Warnings: Who needs a warning when BACON is involved?
Three days ago, Colin introduced his new buildings to the Bastion. This morning, the lab's work had finally come to fruition. Colin brought a slab of skillet-ready bacon to the kitchen, first thing in the morning. The kitchen was freshly upgraded, how fitting it would be to have it broken in with fresh meat?
Rin had been apprehensive at first. Artificial meat couldn't be good, could it? But that apprehension seemed to melt away gradually like so much fat off of sizzling meat as the bacon cooked.
So, when everyone shows up for breakfast, there's a giant serving platter loaded down with bacon to go along with the rest of the breakfast for the day.
Go nuts, everyone.
Open: OPEN
What: One word. BACON
When: Day 191, Morning
Where: The Distillery
Format: Take your pick
Warnings: Who needs a warning when BACON is involved?
Three days ago, Colin introduced his new buildings to the Bastion. This morning, the lab's work had finally come to fruition. Colin brought a slab of skillet-ready bacon to the kitchen, first thing in the morning. The kitchen was freshly upgraded, how fitting it would be to have it broken in with fresh meat?
Rin had been apprehensive at first. Artificial meat couldn't be good, could it? But that apprehension seemed to melt away gradually like so much fat off of sizzling meat as the bacon cooked.
So, when everyone shows up for breakfast, there's a giant serving platter loaded down with bacon to go along with the rest of the breakfast for the day.
Go nuts, everyone.
For anyone who wants to bug Rin about the food instead of Colin
He'd been right.
Of course if she said that aloud she was sure he would respond with "I'm always right, RinRin!"
And she would bristle and he would just laugh and she would have to resist the urge to punch him yet again because like hell she's ever giving him the satisfaction.
Besides, he did make the kitchen pretty damn shiny...
Clearly her "thank you" to him is not punching him. Or something.
Whatever.
Point being, that meat was actually really good, and she could barely tell the difference between it and the bacon she would have back home.
After getting everything cooked and set out for breakfast, Rin will be sitting in the distillery proper, taking her own meal there after a quick "thank you for the meal". She's opened to be bothered about the sudden appearance of meat that isn't related to Skyway creatures or mammoths, that is if you're not inclined to ask Colin himself.
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[So soon, there's a tall, skinny boy with dirty blond hair heading into the kitchen, still wearing the clothes Roxas loaned him. He's squinting quite a bit, but it's not so much that he can't see what's going on.]
Is this... for everyone?
[He might as well ask first. And his voice probably sounds familiar.]
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"...did we get some pig chickens or something?"
She doesn't need the question answered to gravitate towards the platter and... maybe reach for a piece. As long as no one objects.
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"Who do I have to thank for whatever that wonderful smell is?" He asks with a wide grin on his face upon seeing the platter. "I had no idea anyone had managed to find pigs!"
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