He watches the steak, making sure it doesn't burn. The fat glistens like silver. "Honestly, I'd be willing to take you aboard in an instant. You can clearly deal with the malarkey going on in this city, so you can probably handle our traveling even better than I can."
"That's what I was gonna ask." She rubbed the back of her neck "I can haul stuff and handle any heavy lifting ya need. I don't to be paid much, I just wanna get out of this town."
"An excellent motivation! I won't have you sign anything, you can just come along when you're ready. I'll have the girls make you a uniform as soon as possible. Pheric might not like having to give you up, but I know how to deal with it."
He flips the steak.
She grins "[GP] tired of working in minds. Luckily this haul should give me a good amount of cash for the road. I can give it to y'all if you want or need it for this place, as thanks for letting me at least work here." She said.
"An excellent motivation! I won't have you sign anything, you can just come along when you're ready. I'll have the girls make you a uniform as soon as possible. Pheric might not like having to give you up, but I know how to deal with it."
He flips the steak.
She grins "[GP] tired of working in minds. Luckily this haul should give me a good amount of cash for the road. I can give it to y'all if you want or need it for this place, as thanks for letting me at least work here." She said.
He jolts a bit. "Uh- Golly, um... no, you keep it. You need the money more than we do. The gesture is very much appreciated, but I don't want to end up just drip-feeding you your own money."
He watches the steak closely before stabbing it with a meat thermometer.
"An excellent motivation! I won't have you sign anything, you can just come along when you're ready. I'll have the girls make you a uniform as soon as possible. Pheric might not like having to give you up, but I know how to deal with it."
He flips the steak.
She grins "[GP] tired of working in minds. Luckily this haul should give me a good amount of cash for the road. I can give it to y'all if you want or need it for this place, as thanks for letting me at least work here." She said.
He jolts a bit. "Uh- Golly, um... no, you keep it. You need the money more than we do. The gesture is very much appreciated, but I don't want to end up just drip-feeding you your own money."
He watches the steak closely before stabbing it with a meat thermometer.
She laughs heartily "Hah! No no! I think I would feel guilty later on." She looks over at the tip jar and grins, getting an idea. She pulls out the coins she got from the sale and sticks it in there. "There." she grins.
He jolts a bit. "Uh- Golly, um... no, you keep it. You need the money more than we do. The gesture is very much appreciated, but I don't want to end up just drip-feeding you your own money."
He watches the steak closely before stabbing it with a meat thermometer.
She laughs heartily "Hah! No no! I think I would feel guilty later on." She looks over at the tip jar and grins, getting an idea. She pulls out the coins she got from the sale and sticks it in there. "There." she grins.
He raises an eyebrow but doesn't stop smiling. "Well, that's one way to do it."
He takes the steak off the griddle. "Now it needs to rest for a bit."
He jolts a bit. "Uh- Golly, um... no, you keep it. You need the money more than we do. The gesture is very much appreciated, but I don't want to end up just drip-feeding you your own money."
He watches the steak closely before stabbing it with a meat thermometer.
She laughs heartily "Hah! No no! I think I would feel guilty later on." She looks over at the tip jar and grins, getting an idea. She pulls out the coins she got from the sale and sticks it in there. "There." she grins.
He raises an eyebrow but doesn't stop smiling. "Well, that's one way to do it."
He takes the steak off the griddle. "Now it needs to rest for a bit."
"It needs to rest because... ah shoot, I remember it from my daddy. He was a good griller." She said and snapped her metal fingers, thinking. "It needs to rest so the juices get back in it and it remains juicy yeah?"
*THANK YOU FOODS CLASSES FOR LETTING ME KNOW THIS*
He raises an eyebrow but doesn't stop smiling. "Well, that's one way to do it."
He takes the steak off the griddle. "Now it needs to rest for a bit."
"It needs to rest because... ah shoot, I remember it from my daddy. He was a good griller." She said and snapped her metal fingers, thinking. "It needs to rest so the juices get back in it and it remains juicy yeah?"
*THANK YOU FOODS CLASSES FOR LETTING ME KNOW THIS*
"Exactly. This is a very special steak. It's worth quite a bit, especially given the Gourmet Control Act, so I want to be sure it's perfect before I serve it."
He raises an eyebrow but doesn't stop smiling. "Well, that's one way to do it."
He takes the steak off the griddle. "Now it needs to rest for a bit."
"It needs to rest because... ah shoot, I remember it from my daddy. He was a good griller." She said and snapped her metal fingers, thinking. "It needs to rest so the juices get back in it and it remains juicy yeah?"
*THANK YOU FOODS CLASSES FOR LETTING ME KNOW THIS*
"Exactly. This is a very special steak. It's worth quite a bit, especially given the Gourmet Control Act, so I want to be sure it's perfect before I serve it."
"How many minutes do you keep it on each side before flipping?" She asked, sipping some more of the wine.
He raises an eyebrow but doesn't stop smiling. "Well, that's one way to do it."
He takes the steak off the griddle. "Now it needs to rest for a bit."
"It needs to rest because... ah shoot, I remember it from my daddy. He was a good griller." She said and snapped her metal fingers, thinking. "It needs to rest so the juices get back in it and it remains juicy yeah?"
*THANK YOU FOODS CLASSES FOR LETTING ME KNOW THIS*
"Exactly. This is a very special steak. It's worth quite a bit, especially given the Gourmet Control Act, so I want to be sure it's perfect before I serve it."
"How many minutes do you keep it on each side before flipping?" She asked, sipping some more of the wine.
"Well, this steak is special. It only takes about a minute per side to get the perfect medium rare. The cows they come from used to be used by battle libators to summon and feed armies. They're still around, but not on Earth anymore. They exist only in the Gourmet Nightmare, where they've evolved to defend themselves against the near-extinction they faced from humans and their creations."
He raises an eyebrow but doesn't stop smiling. "Well, that's one way to do it."
He takes the steak off the griddle. "Now it needs to rest for a bit."
"It needs to rest because... ah shoot, I remember it from my daddy. He was a good griller." She said and snapped her metal fingers, thinking. "It needs to rest so the juices get back in it and it remains juicy yeah?"
*THANK YOU FOODS CLASSES FOR LETTING ME KNOW THIS*
"Exactly. This is a very special steak. It's worth quite a bit, especially given the Gourmet Control Act, so I want to be sure it's perfect before I serve it."
"How many minutes do you keep it on each side before flipping?" She asked, sipping some more of the wine.
"Well, this steak is special. It only takes about a minute per side to get the perfect medium rare. The cows they come from used to be used by battle libators to summon and feed armies. They're still around, but not on Earth anymore. They exist only in the Gourmet Nightmare, where they've evolved to defend themselves against the near-extinction they faced from humans and their creations."
"Huh. Then how did you get ahold of it? If they evolved to defend themselves" She asked, tilting her head.
"Well, this steak is special. It only takes about a minute per side to get the perfect medium rare. The cows they come from used to be used by battle libators to summon and feed armies. They're still around, but not on Earth anymore. They exist only in the Gourmet Nightmare, where they've evolved to defend themselves against the near-extinction they faced from humans and their creations."
"Huh. Then how did you get ahold of it? If they evolved to defend themselves" She asked, tilting her head.
He looks at the steak for a couple more seconds, then puts it on an ornate plate and slides it over. "Many libators evolve to become Harvest Hunters, beings of extraordinary speed and might. They run on Thalacrose, which is only found in the Nightmare, and so they need to get food there if they want to keep using their powers. They can rake in a ludicrous profit selling this stuff to normal people. I used to buy from them constantly, and I still have some stock from before the law was passed."
"Well, this steak is special. It only takes about a minute per side to get the perfect medium rare. The cows they come from used to be used by battle libators to summon and feed armies. They're still around, but not on Earth anymore. They exist only in the Gourmet Nightmare, where they've evolved to defend themselves against the near-extinction they faced from humans and their creations."
"Huh. Then how did you get ahold of it? If they evolved to defend themselves" She asked, tilting her head.
He looks at the steak for a couple more seconds, then puts it on an ornate plate and slides it over. "Many libators evolve to become Harvest Hunters, beings of extraordinary speed and might. They run on Thalacrose, which is only found in the Nightmare, and so they need to get food there if they want to keep using their powers. They can rake in a ludicrous profit selling this stuff to normal people. I used to buy from them constantly, and I still have some stock from before the law was passed."
"How much would it normally go for?" She asked, smelling it. She picks up the knife and fork, cutting it thin, and taking a bite. Her good eye lights up "[GP]! this is good!
He looks at the steak for a couple more seconds, then puts it on an ornate plate and slides it over. "Many libators evolve to become Harvest Hunters, beings of extraordinary speed and might. They run on Thalacrose, which is only found in the Nightmare, and so they need to get food there if they want to keep using their powers. They can rake in a ludicrous profit selling this stuff to normal people. I used to buy from them constantly, and I still have some stock from before the law was passed."
"How much would it normally go for?" She asked, smelling it. She picks up the knife and fork, cutting it thin, and taking a bite. Her good eye lights up "[GP]! this is good!
He looks at the steak for a couple more seconds, then puts it on an ornate plate and slides it over. "Many libators evolve to become Harvest Hunters, beings of extraordinary speed and might. They run on Thalacrose, which is only found in the Nightmare, and so they need to get food there if they want to keep using their powers. They can rake in a ludicrous profit selling this stuff to normal people. I used to buy from them constantly, and I still have some stock from before the law was passed."
"How much would it normally go for?" She asked, smelling it. She picks up the knife and fork, cutting it thin, and taking a bite. Her good eye lights up "[GP]! this is good!
"Hundreds. It's worth every penny."
She chuckles and nods "Makes sense, its real good." she said. "Makes no sense why this prohibition was set in place, corporations would get a lot of money if they decided to just allowed to sell this again."
She chuckles and nods "Makes sense, its real good." she said. "Makes no sense why this prohibition was set in place, corporations would get a lot of money if they decided to just allowed to sell this again."
"Well, the government doesn't want people using this stuff to do magic. Gourmet foods are the only thing that will allow you to harness the power of the Vice Chefs. The guys up top want it all for themselves."
She chuckles and nods "Makes sense, its real good." she said. "Makes no sense why this prohibition was set in place, corporations would get a lot of money if they decided to just allowed to sell this again."
"Well, the government doesn't want people using this stuff to do magic. Gourmet foods are the only thing that will allow you to harness the power of the Vice Chefs. The guys up top want it all for themselves."
She grumbles "Still. Aint no point in it." She says and sighs.
She chuckles and nods "Makes sense, its real good." she said. "Makes no sense why this prohibition was set in place, corporations would get a lot of money if they decided to just allowed to sell this again."
"Well, the government doesn't want people using this stuff to do magic. Gourmet foods are the only thing that will allow you to harness the power of the Vice Chefs. The guys up top want it all for themselves."
She grumbles "Still. Aint no point in it." She says and sighs.
"The irony is that the Great Ones themselves are still fighting the law. It's pretty much the only mortal affair they care about, since it means they don't get the food they want. Even one or two of the Vice Chefs are in on it."
She chuckles and nods "Makes sense, its real good." she said. "Makes no sense why this prohibition was set in place, corporations would get a lot of money if they decided to just allowed to sell this again."
"Well, the government doesn't want people using this stuff to do magic. Gourmet foods are the only thing that will allow you to harness the power of the Vice Chefs. The guys up top want it all for themselves."
She grumbles "Still. Aint no point in it." She says and sighs.
"The irony is that the Great Ones themselves are still fighting the law. It's pretty much the only mortal affair they care about, since it means they don't get the food they want. Even one or two of the Vice Chefs are in on it."
"[GP], really? Which ones?" She asked, eyebrows raised.
"The irony is that the Great Ones themselves are still fighting the law. It's pretty much the only mortal affair they care about, since it means they don't get the food they want. Even one or two of the Vice Chefs are in on it."
"[GP], really? Which ones?" She asked, eyebrows raised.
"Volstadt the Pitmaster and... well, most only know the names of three of the vice-chefs, so it would be unfair for me to tell you the other one, wouldn't it?"
He stifles a smirk. He doesn't seem to be messing with her, just secretive.
"The irony is that the Great Ones themselves are still fighting the law. It's pretty much the only mortal affair they care about, since it means they don't get the food they want. Even one or two of the Vice Chefs are in on it."
"[GP], really? Which ones?" She asked, eyebrows raised.
"Volstadt the Pitmaster and... well, most only know the names of three of the vice-chefs, so it would be unfair for me to tell you the other one, wouldn't it?"
He stifles a smirk. He doesn't seem to be messing with her, just secretive.
She chuckles "I suppose." she shrugs. "When are you gonna pack up and head to the next place?"
"Volstadt the Pitmaster and... well, most only know the names of three of the vice-chefs, so it would be unfair for me to tell you the other one, wouldn't it?"
He stifles a smirk. He doesn't seem to be messing with her, just secretive.
She chuckles "I suppose." she shrugs. "When are you gonna pack up and head to the next place?"
"I was thinking tomorrow. What do you think about that?"
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Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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She grins "[GP] tired of working in minds. Luckily this haul should give me a good amount of cash for the road. I can give it to y'all if you want or need it for this place, as thanks for letting me at least work here." She said.
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He jolts a bit. "Uh- Golly, um... no, you keep it. You need the money more than we do. The gesture is very much appreciated, but I don't want to end up just drip-feeding you your own money."
He watches the steak closely before stabbing it with a meat thermometer.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She laughs heartily "Hah! No no! I think I would feel guilty later on." She looks over at the tip jar and grins, getting an idea. She pulls out the coins she got from the sale and sticks it in there. "There." she grins.
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
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He raises an eyebrow but doesn't stop smiling. "Well, that's one way to do it."
He takes the steak off the griddle. "Now it needs to rest for a bit."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"It needs to rest because... ah shoot, I remember it from my daddy. He was a good griller." She said and snapped her metal fingers, thinking. "It needs to rest so the juices get back in it and it remains juicy yeah?"
*THANK YOU FOODS CLASSES FOR LETTING ME KNOW THIS*
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
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"Exactly. This is a very special steak. It's worth quite a bit, especially given the Gourmet Control Act, so I want to be sure it's perfect before I serve it."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"How many minutes do you keep it on each side before flipping?" She asked, sipping some more of the wine.
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"Well, this steak is special. It only takes about a minute per side to get the perfect medium rare. The cows they come from used to be used by battle libators to summon and feed armies. They're still around, but not on Earth anymore. They exist only in the Gourmet Nightmare, where they've evolved to defend themselves against the near-extinction they faced from humans and their creations."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Huh. Then how did you get ahold of it? If they evolved to defend themselves" She asked, tilting her head.
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
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He looks at the steak for a couple more seconds, then puts it on an ornate plate and slides it over. "Many libators evolve to become Harvest Hunters, beings of extraordinary speed and might. They run on Thalacrose, which is only found in the Nightmare, and so they need to get food there if they want to keep using their powers. They can rake in a ludicrous profit selling this stuff to normal people. I used to buy from them constantly, and I still have some stock from before the law was passed."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"How much would it normally go for?" She asked, smelling it. She picks up the knife and fork, cutting it thin, and taking a bite. Her good eye lights up "[GP]! this is good!
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
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"Hundreds. It's worth every penny."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She chuckles and nods "Makes sense, its real good." she said. "Makes no sense why this prohibition was set in place, corporations would get a lot of money if they decided to just allowed to sell this again."
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
π'π§π πππ€π€ππ π₯ππ π₯π¦ππ π π π₯π¦πππππ£π€ ππππππππ
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"Well, the government doesn't want people using this stuff to do magic. Gourmet foods are the only thing that will allow you to harness the power of the Vice Chefs. The guys up top want it all for themselves."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She grumbles "Still. Aint no point in it." She says and sighs.
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
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"The irony is that the Great Ones themselves are still fighting the law. It's pretty much the only mortal affair they care about, since it means they don't get the food they want. Even one or two of the Vice Chefs are in on it."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"[GP], really? Which ones?" She asked, eyebrows raised.
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"Volstadt the Pitmaster and... well, most only know the names of three of the vice-chefs, so it would be unfair for me to tell you the other one, wouldn't it?"
He stifles a smirk. He doesn't seem to be messing with her, just secretive.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She chuckles "I suppose." she shrugs. "When are you gonna pack up and head to the next place?"
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"I was thinking tomorrow. What do you think about that?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels