Either way, he takes one bottle of Mountain Dew from her, setting it on the counter. And then starts rummaging around the fridge for high nutritional and/or high calorie foods.
And promptly tosses them all in the nearest available blender.]
[ as soon as she realizes what he's doing she makes a face. ew. ] ... [ she keeps her disgust to herself though, because he's trying to help and she appreciates that, but drinking blended food... e- ew. ]
[ she's going to take a seat at the table while he works, because she's kind of tired of moving around. ]
[ she might not be a normal color at the moment, because OMG what have you done to that poor, innocent mountain dew. IT DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG! but, yes, she feels nauseous just thinking about what he's done. ]
[ she stares at him like he's growing another head. ]
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No! You defaced my poor brand. That's, like, t- that's a meat shake disguised as my beloved Dew. [ she clasps her hands over her mouth and groans, head hitting the table... but then she's springing up and pointing at it. ] You take a sip first.
... [ looks between him and the drink about a dozen times. she still seems super reluctant about taking a sip, because SHE KNOWS what went into that thing, but... i- it couldn't hurt to try it. she should eat, er, drink something substantial. ]
It's not that bad. Mountain Dew, I mean. No worse than your bitter black coffees.
[ she takes the glass and swallows the bile starting to ride in her throat. it's fine. it's just mountain dew. it's fine. tries to psyche herself up, so she can take a sip of it. ]
[ she tries to keep from making a face, but she can't help it. she's a dew connoisseur, so the difference isn't as subtle to her as it might be to him. still, this is... better than a lot of the stuff she's tried to stomach, so she's not about to look a gift horse in the mouth. she averts her eyes and makes some sort of noise, perhaps a thanks!, before drinking some more. ]
[ he's going to be a little disappointed, because she gets a little more than halfway through it and stops, setting the cup down because she's full. ] ...think I'm gonna save the rest.
I do, and that's something to think about. Not sure it'll be more effective than... turning all of my food into [ she shudders. ] smoothies, but it's worth a shot. [ since she can't starve herself forever. ] ...thanks for this, BTW. [ she squeezes the glass and slides it aside. ]
...or more like until I figure out how to stop being so fussed about this. [ she moves out of her seat and goes over to him. you're getting a hug, intensity. not sorry. ]
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what stash. ]
[ she does so though, and continues following him. ]
Done.
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Either way, he takes one bottle of Mountain Dew from her, setting it on the counter. And then starts rummaging around the fridge for high nutritional and/or high calorie foods.
And promptly tosses them all in the nearest available blender.]
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[ she's going to take a seat at the table while he works, because she's kind of tired of moving around. ]
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And then pops open the soda bottle, pouring the Mountain Dew with the telltale silver shine of FiN abilities.
When he's done pouring, it looks like any other glass of Mountain Dew: Code Red.]
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[ she might not be a normal color at the moment, because OMG what have you done to that poor, innocent mountain dew. IT DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG! but, yes, she feels nauseous just thinking about what he's done. ]
Uuuuhhhhhmmmmmmhm. [ stares. stares some more. ]
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You're still sponsoring them.
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No! You defaced my poor brand. That's, like, t- that's a meat shake disguised as my beloved Dew. [ she clasps her hands over her mouth and groans, head hitting the table... but then she's springing up and pointing at it. ] You take a sip first.
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Just what I expected.
Carbonated sugar bubbles.
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It's not that bad. Mountain Dew, I mean. No worse than your bitter black coffees.
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Uh huh.
[And holds the glass out to her]
See for yourself then.
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...
[ she takes the glass and swallows the bile starting to ride in her throat. it's fine. it's just mountain dew. it's fine. tries to psyche herself up, so she can take a sip of it. ]
[ does it taste like the dew? ]
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But perhaps more like an imitation brand than the actual. Not that it's awful, per se.
It's just not authentic.]
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If you have any friends on AlcheME!, they can shrink food for you so it requires less eating.
More like swallowing a pill.
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Until you find a more permanent solution.
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Having residual effects from being eaten by an existential Eldritch horror beast and not dying falls far outside the scope of "being fussy" about it.
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