( closed log ) sleepover

[decommission]

CHARACTERS: Aoba Seragaki ( vocalis ) and Steve Rogers ( decommission )
WHERE: Avera 9
WHEN: Day :161
SUMMARY: Minte accommodations offered to Aoba after getting the boot from Tari Town.
WARNINGS: None; will edit if necessary.

[ With a few days left in the trip supplies and money are starting to run a bit low. Steve arrives at Minte's Parlor with a stomach grumbling for dinner and a bit of a bad mood that even a ride on one of those spacebikes couldn't cure (he's getting the hang of it, at least). He doesn't mean to hang around the bar, not when he won't be buying anything - and not when he's been getting some less than pleasant looks from the patrons since the night before.

A blue head of hair gets him to stop before he reaches the stairs. Stands out, even if he doesn't know the guy too well yet. He pauses, hand on the rail and bititng his tongue before he calls out. No need to get everyone looking at them. Instead, Steve approaches Aoba, frowning a bit. ]

Hey. [ A glance at the bar, and - making the assumption Aoba's here for dinner, he whispers: ] Food's not really good here.

[ It takes a lot for him to say that. A lot, a lot.

Better to spend his notes on rations. ]

Comments

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[ His mouth forms a silent 'oh', understanding coloring his features (he doesn't intend to pry into someone else's medical issues). The rest is a surprise to him too - that something so common back home would be equally so here of all places. ]

Wheat really can do that?

[ The bar gets tossed back to the bag and he glances at the door. He assumes Aoba means he wants to lie down, presumably without someone rustling around in what little space they've got to move. ]

What've you been eating? I can head out real quick. Pick something up.

[vocalis]

Yeah, apparently it's got a lot of negative effects on humans... eh, humanoids.

[ That's what Cathaway had said anyway. Once he's back on the station, he's got to do more research on this himself. Get Ren back up and running and do a few searches to learn more about his new diet and if he really needs to continue it. ]

Mostly grilled meats and vegetables- [ the street food in Tari had seemed mostly safe, but he'd rather not mention it, not make it worse ] -anything resembling rice... please don't worry about it though.

[ Steve's been too kind and Aoba has been nothing but a crabby, whiny roommate so far. At least he's aware. He's got a temper, but he knows how to put a lid on it better than... others. He'd be better after sleeping off the headache that's threatening to start, maybe take some of the pills he'd been sent with. ]

You've already done enough with letting me stay here.

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[ Humanoids? He wonders what counts.

A hand raises to rub at the back of his neck. Meats and vegetables - he could go for that himself. Most of the food around Minte wasn't all that fresh, considering everyone but the Stone people were heading out soon, but you put enough sauce and salt on something (or grill it out of existence) and you can get around thinking what it might do to your stomach later.

He tips his head at the door. ]

Well, I'm gonna head back out for a bit anyway - [ there's a faint pull from one of his links, the new one (about time he went to speak to her) ] - maybe we can get a bite to eat when I get back. [ It'd be better for them to go walking through the market together as he prepares to walk out on his own. ]