[StirFry]

"Hey, Nutcracker. How 'bout you?"


Meanwhile, inside the control room of Unit Symbl, pandemonium erupted.
"Sir, the boy just asked us what we want for consumption!"
"I can see that lieutenant. Corporal, put our options on screen."
"Impossible, sir! None of us were listening! I'm afraid we were in the war room, trying to prepare a response for this exact situation!"
"Goddammit." The Commander chomped down on his cigar in an effort to calm his nerves; for the first time, it didn't work. "What does the science team say?!"
"They report that the stomach could either take any food, or reject everything immediately, sir." The poor Corporal had to dive for cover as the Commander threw his chair at him.
"What good does that report do us?!" He took a deep breath and stomped on his cigar. "Alright, let's just let the Instinct take this one.

"Lobster with Garlic Butter melted over it?" Symbol suggested. Diesal stared at him. The lunchlady stared at him. The people in the line around them stared at him. In fact it felt like the entire HALL stopped just to stare at him.

The Commander stood on the control deck, frozen in his mounting rage. "Get me Higher Functions."
"No one is responding, sir." The Corporal squeaked.
Out of things in reaching distance to throw, the Commander threw the only thing left at the Corporal - himself.
"ARRRRRRGHHH!!"

[Spoodnick]

"What a long and interesting life story. The desert part was my favorite."

Seth shifted his eyes up from his still full plate, still chewing on his bread. His eyes had slowly started to widen as Serin tore through his meal, with Seth having not even started yet. Finishing up the bread, he finally moved on to the actual meal. Not really savouring the taste, more so just eating to not be cripplingly hungry anymore. Slowly making his way through the meal, he moved his eyes and attention briefly back to Serin, who had already finished.
"Whoo, that was a good meal. I don't feel like getting seconds, bbbuuuttt it was really good. Like really good. Of course you would know since you also ate it." Seth now gave an intense glare at Serin, being barely a quarter through his own meal.
"If you don't pace yourself, you're gonna get fat. Though I suppose being so tall would make it less noticeable, huh?" He scoffed before returning quietly back to his meal. After getting about halfway through the meal he decided to put his attention back to the guy in front of him, now heartily downing cake.
"Well, we've eaten and Im stuffed. Do you have any idea of what we're suppose to do next cause Im just playing this by ear and didn't read the pamphlet or listen to anything they said on the flight over soooo...."
Seth quietly shrugged before returning to his lunch.

[mylies43]

A rare moment of silence fell between the two as Serin lazily looked around trying to remember what they were to do all the while the meal was digesting in his stomach slowing down his movements and thoughts. Resting his head in his hands he sleepily starred at Seth thinking of something to say to break the silence but luckily a commotion broke out over in the food area that jolted Serin back to reality. "What was that?" He asked standing up trying to get a better view. From his new vatange point he could see that it was some person lying on the floor for some reason or another, didn't look like he was hurt or anything. Deciding to get a better view he walked over to the center of the crowd pushing through everyone until he was at the front, "You alright?......Hey aren't you the guy was was lying on the ground outside? You really need to stop hurting yourself you know that can't be good for your health, or public image." Serin said standing over him with a curious expression on his face.