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 Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 9:52 am
Hungry. Emery was hungry. She’d done some exploring, she’d made friends, she’d saved the world! Well, did her homework, at least. It was time for a snack. Pushing away from her desk, Emery looked around the room, considering. She thought she’d brought food back last time, but apparently it’d been eaten. She’d have to leave the dorm for her snack. Wah. Sighing, the ghoul left her dormitory, snatching up a bag and another set of headphones, and plopped them over her ears as she wandered on down to the Creepateria. As usual, the place was busy but not packed – Em generally avoided the creepateria around lunch time when everyone else was there – so Emery wasn’t assaulted too badly by multiple scents.
She was assaulted, of course. But not as badly as it could’ve been. She went into the creepateria, nose wrinkling up as the scents of food (both today’s and yesterday’s) mingled with the odd massive odor of the students filing into and mingling around in the creepateria, eating their varied lunches happily. She made a face, rubbing her nose, and considered just covering it and pointing. But no. No, that wouldn’t do. That’d be weird, right? Em didn’t want to suddenly be labelled “Weird” because of her nose. And she’d smelled way worse (not as much at once, but still, way worse) things. She dropped her hand, snorting a bit, and tugged her headphones down to settle around her neck as she got into line, grabbing her tray and going down the line for her slop.
Mostly it was meat. Sure, it wasn’t rabbit, but hey. It’d suffice. And she’d just go hunt down a rabbit herself After paying for her food and turning away, she surveyed the tables, squinting a bit as she moved out of the way of other students who, barely looking up, immediately found their group of friends and settled in. Her shoulders slumped slightly as she surveyed the cafeteria. No one seemed familiar. She’d just have to find an empty table or sidle up with someone at an empty-ish one.
A pair of ears got her attention; mostly canine. That’d be a good a place as any! Emery wandered over to the table quickly, stopping at the edge of the table and grinning a little at the ghoul. “Hey. Mind if I sit here?” She asked, nodding at the table.
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 12:29 pm
She had a problem. The problem was sitting on the tray that Shehk had pushed away from her to sit at the other edge of the table from her as it looked at her with it's amorphous once-critter face. The fact her food had a face at all should have bothered her, to be honest, but the idea of crunching that face off had been so appealing she'd thought nothing of it at all. Instead it was offending her stomach, which in turn just made her puzzle at it.
While in the middle of pondering it, however, a voice at the edge of the table she alone took up (her and her tray, anyways) prompted her to look up at the ghoul who was standing there with her own tray. Placing a finger at the edge of her own tray as if it was poison that would burn her, Shehk carefully shifted it to sit at another seat to look at accusingly.
"Go for it. Not doin' much eating anyways." she answered, leaning her head onto her other hand and smiling enough for her fangs to show. "Better to have company than to lose a staring contest with food, right?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 9:24 pm
Emery watched as Shehk eyeballed the tray she pushed aside, biting her cheek and eying it. "That... looks... good?" She said slowly, venturing to not offend her companion as she slid into the seat and sat her tray down. "I mean, it's not rabbit, but." It looked terrible, but she didn't want to mean. Maybe the ghoul liked this kind of food! Who was she to judge?
... She was judging a little. But she couldn't argue with that, and returned Shehk's grin with a wide, toothy one of her own. "Well, probably. Unless you're betting money on it and it's winning." She said, taking a bite of her gelatinous... green... goopy something and swallowing around it. A shudder went through her. "... Is yours gross?" She asked slowly, meek and sheepish. "'Cause this is gross."
Sure, hers didn't have a face, but... It didn't have much by way of texture or flavor, either. She took a gulp of her juice to wash the swill out of her mouth, nose crinkling up as she sniffed at the tray, offended. It'd smelled good in line...
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 10:29 pm
"It's actually good tasting. It's just what happens after I eat it that's the problem. I've never had a problem keeping down food before. In fact, I've brought up nearly everything I've tried here." which lead Shehk to believe the creepeteria was cursed or something. Maybe she was allergic to everything.
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Shehk quietly pulled the tray over to her to give it a sniff. "..Nope. Not Garlic. If they used garlic in everything that'd make sense for it to make me sick......" Realizing it wasn't very informative, she quickly added; "I'm allergic. Garlic and silver both."
With a shrug, she then quietly noted - "I think a hunt for some rabbit or even just a few squirrels would be better on the stomach than this stuff at least.." she picked up a spoon and sloshed some of the goop around before flicking it off onto the plate.
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 10:46 pm
"Ohhh," Emery nodded a little, eying her tray and setting her fork down with a disappointed look. "Maybe they changed the food, or added something to it..." Something poisonous, maybe. She watched her pull the tray over, and nodded at her explanation, frowning. "Oh." That'd be an obvious problem, but garlic was a pungent odor. She doubted the other ghoul would've missed that.
"At least hunting'd work up an appetite." She agreed, leaving her fork down and grumbling a bit. "It looked good, but.. I'm used to workin' for my food." Or at least, benefitting from the perks of her pack's hunting. She grinned a bit. "I haven't seen any rabbits around here, though. And I dunno if the faculty would be okay with huntin' on the grounds."
Of course, she had heavily considered the pros and cons of it, and she still would prefer to hunt over this. What could they do? Give her detention? And there was that forest she hadn't checked out yet...
"I'm Emery, by the way." She said, grinning at her.
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 11:39 pm
She figured she wouldn't have missed it either, but it was worth the check anyways.
"I don't need an appetite to eat a few squirrels." Shehk replied, her stomach twisting in on itself in suggestion that maybe, just maybe, they weren't going to be eating again and it was unhappy to hear this. "It certainly would be a good motivator. Can't say I've done much hunting myself, though. I just kind of wait and hope."
And that had been enough to work for her.
"Ah! Of course - I'm Shehk." she introduced in turn, offering a hand for a shake. "Nice to meet you. Feel like blowing this meatcicle stand and going to find something more substantial?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 02, 2013 10:08 am
Emery nodded as Shehk explained, grinning a little. "Really? There's nothin' like hunting for your food." She loved it. Or, what little she had done. She was still considered too young in the pack to do bulk hunting, and Jackson had sent her off anyhow. Still, rabbits were easy. She imagined squirrels might be a challenge, though, what with their climbing.
Even so.
She grinned wider, shaking Shehk's hand and nodding. "You, too." She said, getting up even before the suggestion had been spoken. "Yeah. Somehow I think squirrell'll still be better for us than whatever this is," She said, jerking her chin down at her tray as she picked it up and carried it over to the rubbish bin.
She looked back, grinning. "Know the best place for it?" She asked of the hunt, setting the tray down once the goop slid off and hooking her headphones off her neck to place them back in her bag.
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Posted: Mon Sep 02, 2013 10:40 am
"I bet! Then, chasing much of anything is great and dandy fun." Shehk laughed, giving Emery's hand a firm squeeze as she stood up, adjusting her jacket as she gave the room another look. Really, she couldn't imagine how anybody stomached anything in there - then again, she'd given it a shot.
Following along with her own tray, Shehk had absolutely no regrets about dumping it all into the trash, crinkling her nose at it before she dropped the tray on the tray-return on top of it.
"I'd say our best place to start is the forest. I mean, that's kind of a no-duh, but it really does seem like the best place to start." she grinned, linking her fingers together behind her head.
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Posted: Mon Sep 02, 2013 10:49 am
Emery nodded at that, starting out of the cafeteria with Shehk. "I haven't been, yet." She said, sheepish. "When Dad brought me up here, he told me to stay out of the forest. And away from demon dorms, and all these other places." Of course he did. It wasn't Jackson's Forest, he couldn't guide her path by way of scents and warning signs. Still, it seemed kind of... taboo. She looked up, smirking a little. "Kind of a buzzkill."
Which made it all the funner that they were doing this. Take that, parental authority figures.
"We might even get lucky and find something faster than a squirrel." Her tail wagged behind her at the idea. A good, proper chase was just what the pup needed. She'd hadn't had a good run in days.
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Posted: Mon Sep 02, 2013 11:44 am
Shehk laughed slowly. "Sounds overbearing. I...." her head fizzled for a second as she tried to picture actually getting to school. Huh, there was kind of a void there, but she faintly remembered someone with blond hair...
Thinking too hard on it hurt her head. "..showed up on my own. No parental rules here!" she added, jabbing a thumb into her chest before grinning, tail wagging madly side to side.
"Forest is a bit past the dorms and the lake and if you go through it long enough you eventually end up in the Scarefari." she nodded. Clearly Shehk had gone wandering a bit on her own and was finding it rather fun to impart the knowlege. "I'll happily take squirrel, rabbit, or deer, though." As if in agreement, her stomach made a point to rumble at the thought.
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