Season 2, Episode 2. Food

[blue_shields]

This is so extraordinarily unhealthy...

[A pause as Sky fights over his pen with a certain someone, then his writing resumes]

...but for some reason, I don't really care.

Bridge and I have parked ourselves in the Wilderness if anyone gets tired of fighting with their chair and would like to join us. We'll be there in-between work shifts. Look for the table with the guy in blue sneakers pigging out, the guy with the red argyle sweater trying not to barf by watching him, and the wheezily-laughing robot dog.

[[OOC: The purpose of this post is mainly to have quicklogs~ If anyone wants to interact with Sky and/or Bridge, let's quicklog! Please indicate a rough time of your character(s) visiting in the subject line, and whether you'd like to talk to both Sky and Bridge or just one of them.]]

Comments

quicklog. y/y?

[redhead-rabbit.livejournal.com]

All this talk 'bout food has me really hungry.

YYY

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

Then meet me in the Wilderness, Twin-chan~ ♥ I'm by the tacos.

QUICK LOGGITY

[redhead-rabbit.livejournal.com]

[ it didn't take long for the redhead to find his twin. his stomach pretty much lead him straight there. he does his usual arrival, popping up behind his twin. ]

Yo, Twin-chan ♥!

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

[Bridge simply twitches at his twin-chan's arrival instead of nearly jumping out of his skin like usual. He grins.]

Hey, Rabbit. It's good to see you again.

[redhead-rabbit.livejournal.com]

[ rabbit smiles back as if nothing's out of the ordinary :D ]

Likewise. Been far too long, yanno? We need t' hang out more. Got new coffee mugs, even.

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

[Bridge's smile fades slightly.]

Yeah, I know. I just- haven't been feeling like myself lately.

[redhead-rabbit.livejournal.com]

[ gee that hits the wrong spot. rabbit becomes concerned. ]

Somethin' wrong? Ya aren't sick, are ya?

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

No, no. It's just... I miss Lucy still. And I haven't really felt right since the fire, and since I was reborn...

[He rubs the back of his head, trying to articulate how he feels.]

I don't know if it's my imagination or not, but since I was so insensitive when I was reborn, I've felt like- not like people hate me, exactly? But like they think I'm a bad person because of it, and not fit to be head Scavenger, and that's why I haven't been commenting around much. I'm afraid of saying the wrong thing again.

[redrobinhood.livejournal.com]

Tell Bridge to go easy on the food, it'll still be here for a few weeks at least.

[blue-shields.livejournal.com]

You have not seen how he can get around spicy chicken wings.

Quicklog? Afternoon; either or both of the boys; I want robot dog pings.

[burnt_orangesky]

Well, food has been a scarcity, lately. Though if he eats too much too quickly he may make himself ill; tell him to be careful of that.

I will be down there later, perhaps I will run into the two of you then.

Absolutely~

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

I am currently hanging out by the coffee bar if you want to join me~

:D

[burnt_orangesky]

There is a coffee bar, too? I think that will make several people extremely happy.

I will be down shortly.

QUICKLOG GETTO

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

[Bridge is casually leaning back against a table, sipping at a mug of hot chocolate and waiting for Fred. Sky is nowhere to be seen, having had to go to work a short time ago, but Logan is there, thumping his tail and mooing his approval.]

QUICKLOG YAY

[burnt_orangesky]

[Fred had come down to the Wilderness almost immediately after writing her last reply to Bridge, but she had taken her time about finding the coffee bar. She walked down the rows of food idly, taking her time, looking at the bounty. It was almost sickening how much food there was, really, after the shortage they had been suffering... but Fred didn't eat anything just yet. She was trying to see if there was anything she recognized, anything that seemed like it was not from Earth.

Of course, one small flaw in her plan... she suddenly realized that she really couldn't tell if something was from Earth or not. But nothing in particular jumped out at her as being special or different in the way that rang bells in the back of her mind, so she moved on.

She saw a man leaning back against a table in a sort of little cafe area. This must be the coffee bar. She walked up to him with a smile.]

Hullo, are you Bridge? I don't believe we have met in person before now; it is very nice to meet you at last.

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

If you're Fred, then I'm Bridge! But even if you're not Fred I'd still be Bridge because whoever you are doesn't change who I am, really.

[He grins and steps forward to meet her. Logan gives a curious mew and also trots up to Fred, peering up at her.]

Great to see you, too! It's nice to put a face to a name and all. Awesome place down here, isn't it? I'm full for now, but there's always dinnertime. And dessert. And a late-night snack.

[burnt_orangesky]

[Fred nods] Yes, that would be me... but that is very true, in any case.

[Her attention is caught by Logan's mew, and she looks down. One eyebrow goes up slowly, and she bends down to take a closer look at the dog.]

Well. Aren't you an interesting fellow? [She hesitates for a moment before reaching out to rub his head--an action that seems very familiar, though she couldn't say why.] What's your name, boy?

[She looks up at Bridge.] Can he speak?

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

[Bridge grins proudly as she examines Logan, who whinnies his approval and nuzzles into the headrub.]

He can't talk, but he makes just about any other kind of animal noise you can think of. Occasionally he even sounds like a dog like he's supposed to. His name is Logan Sparky McRuffles the Second, and I built him myself!

Quicklog?? had to be done- also, morning with both?

[originofgood.livejournal.com]

[Hey. HEY. THAT WAS HER CAKE >: Whine whine whine whine.]

YY!

[blue-shields.livejournal.com]

[Sky, who has accompanied Bridge to the buffet to make sure he paces himself with round one, is confused by the whining and looks around, expecting to tell off Logan. Instead, he furrows his eyebrows at Furball.]

Something wrong?

Re: YY!

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

[Logan spots Furball and runs up to greet her, happily chattering like a dolphin. Bridge, meanwhile, looks at Furball, then at the piece of cake he had in his hand.]

Hey, Furball! Oh, ah... did you want this?

[originofgood.livejournal.com]

Woof!

[The big wolf stares at the cake. Stares more and more. And maybe a little more. Then proceeds to close her whole mouth around Bridge's hand.]

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

Okay, okay.

[Bridge smiles at Sky, who has tensed up and gone for his truncheon; he then leans down so he is level with Furball and offers her the plate.]

Here. I can always get about a dozen more pieces if I want!

[originofgood.livejournal.com]

[She wags her tail even more, and barks in gratitude before digging in, not caring if some of it sticks to her fur.]

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

You're very welcome.

[Logan gives a wheezy chuckle and begins to wag his own tail.]

Looks like it's good! Do you want another piece?