2 - Audio & Commentlog

[salamandher]

[Upon the advice of her fellow passengers, Kara has found the object of her heart's desire. Is it a way off the boat? Someone from her homeworld?

... Nope. It's the buffet.

It takes her a little while to really understand that it's free, and once that happens, it's a free-for-all. She takes the first seat she can find, and plops both herself, and her plate down. There's a good bit of food there, possibly enough for a person and a half.

Somewhere in between stuffing her face, she clicks on the comm.]

Give this place one point. It knows how to feed a lady.

[And with that, she's back to work.]

Comments

[In person?]

[paranoidpatriot.livejournal.com]

[Jet smirks at seeing the diner's rather 'healthy' appetite. Ohh he's been there, heck he still was really. It had taken a lot of pride and control not to overeat his first time he came to the buffet.]

"You got that right~"

[Now, rather than stuff his face all at once, he's actually been hoarding it- afraid this no-way-its-all-free deal would suddenly vanish without warning- and that's what he can presently be seen doing, discretely making off with a small loaf of bread under his arm while he walks past]

"I take it food wasn't too easy to come by in your home, either?"

[Action~]

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

[She raises an eyebrow, watching the stranger. While watching him, she pointedly crams another forkfull of food in her mouth. What she's trying to prove, she doesn't really know, or care.]

Only if you didn't have the cash for it.

[It's a flippant response. She flicks her eyes up and down him.]

Nice outfit.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Kevas wanders into the buffet in the mood for...well he's not really sure what he's in the mood for right now. All he knows he's hungry for something that isn't liquor. Shocking but it does happen.

Once he grabs a plate he starts filling it with a little be of everything.]

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

[She glances up briefly when the stranger enters, intending just to go back to stuffing her face...

But then she just stares. What in the hell is that.]

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[He has a pretty sizable pile of food on his plate when starts looking for a table. That's when he notices someone staring at him. Kevas can't say he's offended, after all he's used to it by now.]

See sometin' jah like ladymon?

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

[The voice makes her frown. It's familiar - especially with that accent. Kara actually puts a sandwich down to ponder this out.]

... Do I know you?

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Obviously not seeing how she doesn't recognize him. Honestly Kevas' face is one of the easiest to remember on this tub. Not all that hard seeing that he's the only troll here. Fortunately for her, he recognizes her voice.

Kevas grins at her.]

So joo ended up findin' da buffet aftah all.

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

... I do know you.

[Her confused expression turns accusatory. Kara picks a pea up off her plate and flicks it towards the strange... man.]

How come you didn't warn a lady?

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

I would t'ink so.

[Kevas moves to try and catch the pea on his plate without spilling his own food. Don't want to waste food after all.]

Warn jah of what? Pretty sure I gave jah plenty warnin' last time.

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

Not about...

[She makes a gesture towards herself. And then waves her hands around her head. She's trying to make a point. In gestures, apparently.]

... the green. Thing.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[He arcs an eyebrow as he watches her. Kevas isn't sure he understands what she's trying to get at but damn if it's not entertaining to watch.]

Joo mean 'bout bein' a troll? Well lemme ask jah dis. Do jah t'ink jah acutally wouldah believed me?

[He still hasn't forgotten the time someone thought he was just wearing a costume. By now he thinks it's better if people just see for themselves.]

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

[Luckily for Kevas, the flailing continues a little, while Kara tries to muddle through a response.]

Yes. That. I...

[She frowns. And then resorts to more pea-flicking.]

... Stop using logic while I'm eating.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Kevas smiles rather smugly. Seeing how most everyone on this boat are from worlds centuries ahead of his he rarely gets to be smarter than someone else.]

I'll just wait fuh jah to stop eatin' den.

[And while he does he'll just invite himself to her table.]

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

[Just for that, Kara slows down a bit. A lot, actually. She even starts eating the peas one at a time.]

Really now?

[But she makes no indication he should leave. After all, she's seen weirder things lately.]

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Kevas starts on his own food, still smiling.]

I be havin' no where else to go, dough joor food might go bad befuh joo get close to finishin' it.

[And Kevas makes no indication that he'll be leaving. Why eat alone in silence when he can have some fun with her?]

[Commentlog]

[a-doc-not-a.livejournal.com]

[McCoy's been hounding the library the past few days after finding the most peculiar collection of medical books ever, but he's decided to take a break to grab something to eat. So he makes his way to the buffet, when he spots Kara with her mountain of food.]

Got enough food there?

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

That's a crime. Really. Wasting food should be ten kinds of illegal. In every country.

[To punctuate that statement, she picks up a roll and takes a very large chunk out of it.]

I think not breaking ten kinds of laws trumps not listening to logic.

[Om nom roll.]

[Commentlog]

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

[It takes her a moment to place the voice, all the while glaring at the intrusion. When she does recognize him, her expression turns haughty.]

Not sure, Leonard. I guess we'll find out, won't we?

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

Dat so? Cuz if I remembuh joo were flickin' dem peas at me earliuh. Be seemin' like a waste of food to me.

[He'll keep being logical just to annoy her.]

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

You caught one. The other was suicidal. Therefore, the law's null and void. Or something.

[She finishes her roll and contemplates the remaining peas.]

... Besides. They're pretty nasty little things anyway.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

Of course. Be a good t'ing joo know all 'bout dese food laws. Joo'll haftah to teach me 'bout dem so I don't go breakin' dem.

[He's not really mocking her, just teasing.]

Why jah t'ink I didn't get any.

[In fact if she looks she'll see there's almost no vegetables on his plate. The ones that are are either covered in cheese or some kind of gravy.]

[Commentlog]

[a-doc-not-a.livejournal.com]

[It takes only a second, and then it hits him. Oh yeah. It's you. Now he's wishing he hadn't said anything.]

In my professional opinion, you should probably stop when your stomach starts to burst, but in my personal opinion? Knock yourself out.

[Commentlog]

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

And in my personal opinion, sitcom janitors should keep their professional opinions limited to cleaning floors.

[She picks up a roll, gnawing on it, as if just to spite him.]

I'm a growing girl, doc. Need my nutrition, thanks.

[salamandher.livejournal.com]

Yup, wouldn't want that. I hear food prison's kind of a bitch.

[Kara's all right with teasing. Jacob never figured that out, back home. Or, at least, he never bothered trying to.]

That's how pirates get scurvy, you know.

[Who doesn't like veggies? She picks up a carrot and waves it at him.]

[Commentlog] Derp, icon fail.

[a-doc-not-a.livejournal.com]

[Oh, his blood's just boiling now, but he just raises an eyebrow.]

Oh, really? Well, you seem to be the expert on these things.

[He moves to the buffet line, picks up his own plate, and starts talking over his shoulder as he inspects the food choices.]

Bet the captain brought you on board for your sparkling personality.