Anisphia Wynn Palettia

[scrapdraught]

I just want her to live her best lesbian life forever

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Week 5 (how is it just 5), Monday

[marauderprincess]

[ Camille will be able to feel the bubbling excitement from Anis about there being a new place. ]

Do we want to try some of the food here? [ Maybe they can find fancy hot dogs ]

[scrapdraught]

[Please god no more hot dogs.

I'm sad to report her vibes are much less cheery. They are bleak, a long wash of malaise and grief and exhaustion. But she is making the effort. There are people here she needs to fucking keep alive. Well enough to find out what to do about the dead.

So much to do, so little bandwidth for it.]

Looks like we've got the whole world at our fingertips. [Her eyes skate over the offerings and hold on one sign. There's a blip of astonishment.]

You're kidding me. Burnt ends brisket and toasted ravioli?

[She's living in Chicago now but there are a few things she misses of Missouri. Lots of artery-clogging disasters to love.]

Collard greens, too?

[marauderprincess]

[ gurl your toxic het

she understands, but she combats the feelings with just cheer and optimism as much as she's able to. ]

How does burnt ends brisket taste like?

[ she's from fantasy medieval, she has no idea what any of this is

[scrapdraught]

[WOW she came pre-loaded with depression she didn't need a man to give it to her!!!!

But ah, unstoppable force and immovable object. Camille does smile down at her though, taking a shoulder and gently steering it towards the southern themed joint.]

Only one way to find out. Indulge my nostalgia a little.

[marauderprincess]

[ girl power?

She will let Camille steer her. ]

Okay! It's always fun trying something new. [ She's just going to look at the robots in awe for a moment though because she can't get over how the technology is here ]

[scrapdraught]

[Yeah honestly she is also giving the robots a little side eye? science fiction tells her too many of them is usually bad news.]

Yeah. That's a great attitude. Besides, we might be back to refectory only next week.

[She'll sit them down and order, somewhat extravagantly. You feel less bad about food waste when there's barely a living soul nearby.]

A lot of this is similar to what I grew up with. Cooking from the American south. It's pretty rich, so no offence taken if it doesn't sit well with you.

[marauderprincess]

[ watches that side eye ] Do you think they will band together to form a robot uprising?

[ maybe they should be sure to treat them nicely.

she'll settle down across from her as she listens to the order ]

I suppose the food I'm used to is older European food? [ frowning as she tries to think about it ]