Zevrisya followed Sarah and Shana up to the counter, and started throwing out cheesy pick-up lines at a server, all which also carried double-meanings implying Zevrisya literally wanted to eat her. Which was technically true, to an extent.
We Are Our Avatars XI (Open)
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OoC: Sorry for not being around recently, been ill and had net problems.
Reinhardt, having taken off his helmet but otherwise still in full armour and with his hammer casually slung over his shoulder, stood in the corner looking at what was on offer. Lambda sat with Taner, feeling a bit hungry but more focused on the man in front of her, though she tried to hide it.
Reinhardt, having taken off his helmet but otherwise still in full armour and with his hammer casually slung over his shoulder, stood in the corner looking at what was on offer. Lambda sat with Taner, feeling a bit hungry but more focused on the man in front of her, though she tried to hide it.
There were mostly burgers on offer, and some softdrinks, also some chicken nuggets and salads. What you find in a big burger chain.
After a few seconds, Sarah and everyone else who had ordered got their food. Sarah took her plate, then sat herself down at a table with enough seats for everyone, at the window. She started to unpack, then eat the burgers immediately, not caring much about manners.
After a few seconds, Sarah and everyone else who had ordered got their food. Sarah took her plate, then sat herself down at a table with enough seats for everyone, at the window. She started to unpack, then eat the burgers immediately, not caring much about manners.
Reinhardt sat next to Sarah with the biggest, beefiest burger he could get, also chowing down messily.
Zev sat down, looking a little disappointed, and started reading the menu. [color=660099]"How good is that thing?"[/color] she asked, staring at Reinhardt's burger.
Cybil and Nova had gotten simple meals of quarter pound hamburgers and fries. Nova didn't seem exceptionally pleased with what she had been given, but accepted it and ate anyway. Cybil was far more indifferent about the food.
Sylvia had gotten essentially the two meals of her compatriots combined. Sitting down to eat, she removed her helmet, releasing a pressurized hiss as the vacuum seal of her armor was broken. Her skin was of a fair brown tint, and her black hair was in a short pixie cut, and the triangular ears perched atop her head were of a matching fur color. The left side of her face was covered in severe burn scarring, from midway up the forehead downwards, and looked to cover the entire left half of her head and continued down along the visible section of her neck. Her right eye was dark brown, but the left had a grey sclera and no iris.
She set her helmet down on the table next to her food, then removed her gauntlets and set them down as well, showing that her left hand was covered in burn scarring as well. As she was about to begin eating, she noticed the feast spread out in front of Sarah, then couldn't help glancing at Sarah herself. "Okay, I can't be the only one noticing how unfair that is, right?" Cybil and Nova grumbled vague agreements as they ate.
Sylvia had gotten essentially the two meals of her compatriots combined. Sitting down to eat, she removed her helmet, releasing a pressurized hiss as the vacuum seal of her armor was broken. Her skin was of a fair brown tint, and her black hair was in a short pixie cut, and the triangular ears perched atop her head were of a matching fur color. The left side of her face was covered in severe burn scarring, from midway up the forehead downwards, and looked to cover the entire left half of her head and continued down along the visible section of her neck. Her right eye was dark brown, but the left had a grey sclera and no iris.
She set her helmet down on the table next to her food, then removed her gauntlets and set them down as well, showing that her left hand was covered in burn scarring as well. As she was about to begin eating, she noticed the feast spread out in front of Sarah, then couldn't help glancing at Sarah herself. "Okay, I can't be the only one noticing how unfair that is, right?" Cybil and Nova grumbled vague agreements as they ate.
Sarah, between bites, asked Zev: [color=99d039]"Do you need the blood to survive?"[/color]
As Sylvia removed her helmet, Sarah looked at it curiously - but not with pity - for a moment, then kept on eating. Apparently she already had seen something like this.
As Sylvia complained, she stated: [color=99d039]"You can have one of mine if you want, I can just order a new one."[/color]
As Sylvia removed her helmet, Sarah looked at it curiously - but not with pity - for a moment, then kept on eating. Apparently she already had seen something like this.
As Sylvia complained, she stated: [color=99d039]"You can have one of mine if you want, I can just order a new one."[/color]
"So...do you want something? I'd be happy to pay." I ask Lambda as she sits across from me. Very interesting choice for her to sit with me and me alone, but I won't read too much into it.
[color=660099]"Yes."[/color] Zevrisya replied, a little puzzled why Sarah was asking such an obvious question.
When Sylvia removed her helmet and gauntlets, Zev's eye moved to glance at her, mostly as a response to the sudden, unusual, to Zev, sound. When the burn scars were revealed, Zev's passive expression didn't change, and she simply moved her eye back to focus on Sarah.
When Sylvia removed her helmet and gauntlets, Zev's eye moved to glance at her, mostly as a response to the sudden, unusual, to Zev, sound. When the burn scars were revealed, Zev's passive expression didn't change, and she simply moved her eye back to focus on Sarah.
"I think I'll just grab something standard. But I don't think I can pay, unless they take Canadian money here." Lambda sounded distracted.
Reinhardt looked to Sylvia. "You need to work out as hard as you eat. I find turning off the armour servos and lugging it around myself sometimes helps." he suggested.
Reinhardt looked to Sylvia. "You need to work out as hard as you eat. I find turning off the armour servos and lugging it around myself sometimes helps." he suggested.
"Well if they don't take dollars, I'll be screwed." I say. I try to figure out what exactly is distracting my female companion.