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 Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2012 11:54 am
Alright, time to not think about death!
Rin scurried to the kitchens and rummaged around in cupboards and took advantage of supplies and appliances she probably shouldn't - but this was an emergency! Once everything required for tacos was ready and laid out on the prep table into neat bowls she finally whipped out her cell again to send off a tweet for all to see.
Afterward she immediately took first pick of the meat and cheeses and made herself a tightly rolled soft shell to covet.
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2012 12:04 pm
Tacos.
When was the last time he had tacos? Maybe when he was like.. 13?
Oh dear God.
He needed this like he needed air to breathe.
The short blonde slid into the kitchen, eyes scanning for Rin and tacos. He saw Rin, then tacos. "Yo." He said to Rin, though his eyes remained on the food as he approached.
*___* Tacos.
"Dude, you made all this?" He asked as he put together an amazingly overstuffed taco.
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2012 12:05 pm
Ro wasted no time, his phone had buzzed with the magic word. Memories of a taco stand out by the beach and the friendly lady who worked there. He couldn't recall her name, but he recalled the taste.
As soon as he hit the room the faint smell of spiced beef greeted him, "Oh thank heaven it's paradise in the form of food." Slipping into the room his eyes practically glowed with delight looking at all the spread out parts before him. "Did you get any extra hot salsa? I know Melvin wanted some, but man I haven't had something like this since..." He frowned, "Honestly it's been years, my folks never really cooked and I could never get it as good as they did back in Florida."
"Quiet Otto, she is a saint. A saaaaaint for making all this, a holy saint of spicey goodness sent forth to sedate the masses with tacos."
Moving across the table he started to prepare his own sacred taco of amazing goodness and super spice. He took a bite and was happily pleased, it wasn't childhood, but it was close enough.
Halfway through said bite he added, "Rep haf nuh ideea wut he mizzin."
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2012 12:17 pm
"Yup," Rin glowed with pride at Otto, "At least it's not much different from what I go through when making sandwiches." Her gaze shifted to Ro, "Though I wouldn't expect miracles out of me."
She smirked, "I thought of that as well as all the sauces. Though I must admit it took some digging in cabinets to find anything useful."
Though her friendly smile quickly soured at Ro talking with his mouth full and she quickly moved back to shield her own taco as well as the ingredients with her body as if Ro were diseased and might infect everything.
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2012 12:25 pm
Melvin was pissed. More pissed than he had been in some time. He usually didn't let anything get to him, and dicks just talking smack were just brushed off, but he'd been hearing the same thing over and over since waking up and it finally was getting on his nerves. This entire outlook on trainees was bothering him, and yet there was little he could do on the matter. Now some random a*****e on twitter was placing bets on HIS life? That was just far too wrong for him to take lightly, and if he didn't have tacos to go to, he might have just decided to clean one of the lab rooms from top to bottom.
Entering the room, he gave everyone a look that said that he wasn't too pleased without things, but he moved over to Rin. "Thanks for making something to eat. Getting tired of the food in the cafeteria." But it was more than thanks for just food. It was defending him and all other trainees. When it was just him, it was just some trainee bitching, but someone who had been here longer had a bit more weight to talk.
He looked over the spread before picking up a jalepeno from a small bowl by the stem and biting the end.
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2012 12:36 pm
Ro finished his first mouthful before grabbing a napkin to clean up his face as he took a spare chair. He give Rin a sympathetic look before shrugging his shoulders. "Er sorry about that... mouth and um... can ya blame me? I haven't had a real taco in... ages."
Melvin entered and of course Ro only tilted his head, yeah the guy was upset about the betting on lives, hell he wasn't to fond of it either, but tacos.
T-A-C-O-S.
You can't be mad when tacos where involved. "Hey Melvin, how are those? 1-10?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2012 12:50 pm
Rin smiled at Melvin and moved out of his way so he could have at it unhindered. It was then she finally took a big bite of her own taco. It took her some time to get through chewing and eventually swallowed. "No biggy," she smiled at Ro even though it was a biggy a big huge massive biggy to her. Gross.
Her attention shifted back to Melvin, "What he said - any good? I tried to grab anything spicy this place had because... well; I'm rather curious to see if you could stomach all of them on one taco."
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Posted: Mon Oct 08, 2012 6:06 am
Otto didn't have to guess what was pissing Melvin off. While Otto didn't pos much in Twitter, he almost always stalked the conversations. Mostly as intel, but also because he was curious of the goings ons inside Deus. It was both personal interest and a matter of knowing the current situation your teammates were in.
And honestly, he couldn't blame Melvin for being mad. Marcus pissed off a lot of people.
Otto's eyes went wide at the bite Melvin took of a pepper, swallowing his mouthful of taco with an audible gulp. "Dude..."
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2012 1:02 am
Melvin went to the fridge to get some juice to drink and sat down, taking another bite from the pepper. To Ro, he just gave a shrug. "For a Jalepno, I'd give it a 6. For heat overall, it's okay. A 4 maybe." It was spicy enough for him, and he chewed it like someone would eat a green pepper. It did bring a little color to his face, though that could be also his frustration.
"I just don't get people. Who would bet on someone's life? I swear if I hear anyone else tell me that I'm going to die, I'm going to shoot them in the face. I just don't care anymore." And it seemed that there were no repercussions to such actions as Rep sent 2 people to the infirmary before. "It's not right." God, he was super pissed.
He finished the pepper and set the stem down, just staring at the opposing wall a moment as he hoped the heat would just burn his brain a bit. Okay, it was a tad hotter, but it was a very nice heat. Now he just wanted salsa.
Looking around, he got up and went over to actually make a taco. It was a messy food, but it was a HOT food, something he had been missing since coming here. No one added spice in the cafeteria food and it was killing him.
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2012 7:39 am
Roland looked at Rin for a long moment, it was no biggy. He continued to look at her for a moment very quietly. Recalling her whole stoic expression when calmly ordering him to eat what passed as his veggies the one afternoon. It was like this for a few moments as he slowly took another bite of his taco, chewing mouth closed before looking away.
Rin would have rock poker night like nobodies business.
Instead he turned to Otto and Melvin watching as the Life Hunter finished off his pepper. "Four or a six, can't be both unless you define the categories for each number." Picking up his taco again he finished his last bite before grabbing a napkin to clean his face and fingers. With that done he moved over beside Melvin picking up a pepper himself before popping it in with a crunch. He chewed, shifting the pepper side to side like a hampster with a peanut in its mouth. His eyebrow rose up slightly, he nodded, a hint of red growing on his cheek as well.
"Made for flavor." He declared, "Four sounds about right. Maybe five if I hadn't just ate a taco." Moving along he started to make another taco as well adding a few of said jalapenos to his plate.
"As for the uh... betting pool.... I've heard it sort of.... extends beyond the death pool. Just about anything is viable for a bid." He frowned a bit, "Sex and sexuality is apparently a big one."
He still wondered if he could some how rig that in his favor to get some extra cash.
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2012 2:10 pm
Syd rarely checked her twitter--just once in a while, but luckily this was one of the whiles. She sauntered into the kitchen and headed for Rin. "You are amazing, have I told you that recently?" she asked, her eyes on the taco stuff with something very much like lust. "I haven't had a taco in so long. It's... it's beautiful," she announced, in a childish way.
Then she set about making a plate for herself.
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