11-24-2018, 08:04 PM
Ah, well. She wasn’t exactly in the mood right now to partake in the talking portion, but thank goodness somebody had put together an easy-access eatery like this, or else Radeken might have wound up wasting away in her room, victim to the tendency to focus too hard on nitpicking and herb-grinding to bother with petty little things like feeding herself and not dying. Juuust stupid little things like that, she thought wryly, finding a place to sit and immediately tucking into something meaty in fromt of her. Rad managed to wolf it down in such little time she must’ve broken some obscure record or other. Sure I did. Nobody’s keeping track. Nobody can say I didn’t. I’m the big winner. She went in for another and her handy-dandy tunnel vision had her wholly convinced, in that moment, that all that existed was that table heaped with food and little old her until the voices of the others cut through. Oh wow, they’re actually talking? This is for real? She licked her chops, swayed enough by the mood-lifting bounty laid out before her that she actually paid some mind to their confessions.
Wow. She eyed a roll, licking her plate clean like some ravenous thing, like she’d been caged in her quarters and left to rot unjustly prior to all this. Radeken got herself that bread without sparing a second thought. “[color=black]M’thankful, food.” She mumbled none-too-eloquently through a full and greedy mouth. No further soul-searching or honestly would be provided that night, not from her. It was food time.
Wow. She eyed a roll, licking her plate clean like some ravenous thing, like she’d been caged in her quarters and left to rot unjustly prior to all this. Radeken got herself that bread without sparing a second thought. “[color=black]M’thankful, food.” She mumbled none-too-eloquently through a full and greedy mouth. No further soul-searching or honestly would be provided that night, not from her. It was food time.