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damned_institute2012-04-22 02:25 pm
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Entry tags:
- castiel,
- firo,
- hijikata,
- mikado,
- rainbow dash,
- s.t.,
- scott pilgrim,
- snow,
- utena
Day 63: Tasty Burger (Early Afternoon)
The wind was whipping hard enough that S.T. decided not to take his burger back outside. Eating dirt was all well and good on camping trips, but there was a roof and chairs that weren't too sticky right here. So he sat down at a table and started doctoring his burger with shelf-stable squeeze-packet mustard.
There weren't as many patients in here as he'd expected. How many of them were sick? A lot, if the number that had found their way to the bulletin in the grocery was only a sample. All of them trying to fake being O.K. until they lost control and ate their roommate. Their lack of appetite (for food, at least) was showing, though. People rarely thought about the things they did from day to day and what impact they had. These burgers had been trucked in, the ketchup had probably been grown in Mexico, shipped as tomatoes to China, processed and shipped back to the US. If this was Earth, yada yada. Maybe Landel just opened a portal and snagged stuff by the truckload. In which case they'd have to add how much damage interdimensional travel did to the ozone layer to his list of sins.
Either way, it was boring in here with no one to talk to. S.T. tried folding the aluminized paper from his burger into an origami boat, but it had absorbed too much grease, and sagged.
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There weren't as many patients in here as he'd expected. How many of them were sick? A lot, if the number that had found their way to the bulletin in the grocery was only a sample. All of them trying to fake being O.K. until they lost control and ate their roommate. Their lack of appetite (for food, at least) was showing, though. People rarely thought about the things they did from day to day and what impact they had. These burgers had been trucked in, the ketchup had probably been grown in Mexico, shipped as tomatoes to China, processed and shipped back to the US. If this was Earth, yada yada. Maybe Landel just opened a portal and snagged stuff by the truckload. In which case they'd have to add how much damage interdimensional travel did to the ozone layer to his list of sins.
Either way, it was boring in here with no one to talk to. S.T. tried folding the aluminized paper from his burger into an origami boat, but it had absorbed too much grease, and sagged.
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His gaze settled on the menu to contemplate his choices as he waited in the line. There were more than a few in front of him, but it seemed to be at least moving quickly. Maybe he should go with the whole experience, and do a burger and fries. He'd tried them before, with Masaomi, but here was a genuine American meal...!
Someone who had just received their food passed him and he looked sidelong at the tray. Were all... burgers that greasy?
[ not late for Snow... ]
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Well, his first thought went to food. He kind of remembered someone telling him something about drinking a lot or something way back when. And even if his stomach didn't feel great, he hadn't puked or anything. So eating was probably okay. This time, though, he was getting something that actually tasted good and didn't have little blue spots all over it. The last time he was here, he remembered that this place sold those really good yellow stick things that he liked, so this was where he headed immediately. And... whoa. The food must have been popular because there were a lot of people in here already. He sure hoped they didn't run out by the time it was his turn up.
He got on line immediately, pulling out his coupon thing to inspect it. ...Hmm. He wanted the yellow things, yeah. And a drink would be great as long as it wasn't that juice again. But he didn't really want that saucy sandwich thing. It was kinda gross. Maybe he could work something out with the cashier lady? Maybe he could get it without the sandwich. Or maybe substitute the sandwich for more yellow things so then he'd have tw--
"Oh! Hey, Ryuu!" In the middle of his musing, he suddenly realized he recognized the person standing in front of him on line. He only recognized him when he'd turned his head to look at someone walking by. "You're getting lunch here, too?!"
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...At the least, Mikado thought. There was no point in holding to politeness to his normal standards with this person. So he nodded once instead of giving a full greeting. "I thought I would," he started, then eyed another tray. "But the burgers here don't seem... too healthy." He could eat junk food as much as the next teenager, but the amount of grease sopped from that one bun was pretty horrific. He looked up at the man, neck craning upward. "What were you planning to get, Snow-san?"
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Despite his limited knowledge, though, he was going to make a wild guess and assume "burgers", the not-healthy thing, didn't apply to the things that he actually liked. Which he was immediately reminded of with Ryuu's question. At that, Snow turned his attention back to the kid and instantly lit up. "Ah! I was gonna get those yellow stick things! You know, the ones that usually come with the sandwich? They're really good! And they don't taste like they're not healthy at all!"