#captormari

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CM: The compliment doesn't go unnoticed, shoving color into John's cheeks. Hello need to please. How are you today? CM: "Thanks." He carefully unpacks the cards, clearing his throat before "Still, if you've got a bigger appetite than most people I should probably go beg Sparks to tell me what the grist situation is so I can double this..." CC: "He wvas asking about that yesterday, apparently he wvasn't sure.  There wvas also talk of asking for bits of sopor, you'd havwe to ask him about that." CC: ...Ampora was still just delighted with food, and enthusiastically stuffing his face.  "And I think my appetite's about normal, really, but you lot might havwe slighter standards." CM: "Ah, no, he talked to me about the sopor issue... And I'm jused to five to six foot tall adolescent trolls and humans, not adults trolls. I imagine the diet varies... Mm There's also the fact that I regularly feed Captors, who unless they're thinking about it, on average seem to eat less than most people... hnnn" Check to see if the rail is online? Yes check. Oh, no xe's not... Drop a message later note to self. "I think I sent a whole boar to my caretakers once, though..." CC: The Orphaner (...honestly, with two large facial scars, what else could he be?) huffed softly in relief at the acknowledgement of sopor, but didn't comment further.  "Oh that sounds lovwely.  I'm sure they enjoyed the hell out of it." CM: "To date I've never had a complaint about my cooking." He shuffled through, organizing the fridge, glancing over at the Orphaner. "... You're Eridan's ancestor then?" CC: "So I'vwe heard," he confirms cheerfully enough, before taking another brief break to poke at the tablet again.  "There's a handful of people I havwen't seen on this rock yet, wvhich are you?  Definitely not the vwantas or the jade, that's for sure." CM: "I'm an Egbert; Specifically an Egbert in Sparks' quadrants. His ashen quadrant... Call me John." He offers his hand, smiling plesantly. "I dated Eridan, for a time." CC: "Nnn.  --Nnnnnn," Sudden recognition dawned, and the Orphaner wrinkled his nose briefly.  ...Still, a second or two later, he carefully shook the hand.  ..retrieved it before continuing, with more of a thoughtful, skeptical expression.  "I think I sawv you post a bit ago, then.  The human fellowv?  Former human, wvhatevwer.  Corrects shit I say sometimes, families and swveeps and so on?" CM: "Oh... Sounds like me, yeah." he nods, pulling out a pizza, still warm, setting it on the stove. "This is for Equius, try not to eat it." CC: Cronus blew out a breath thoughtfully, and kept considering John for a few more seconds before deciding,  "...I can do that," giving a little nod, and returning his attention to his existing batch of leftovers.  "Havwen't heard much good about Eridan yet." CM: John pauses for a moment, a bag of coffee still in hand, then turns to look at the elder ampora, smiling sadly. "I liked him... A lot. We were trying flush and he was always a gentlemen to me... He was fun to be around, maybe a little pompus but I always thought that was kind of cute. We parted ways on ... I'd like to think he wasn't mad at me for my glitch... I really would. In all honesty it wasn't his fault we split." CC: "Kinder revwiewv than most.  Thank you."  Food was still delicious.  John was being eyed sidelong, more gently.  "Apparently he drifts about a fair bit.  Or did." CM: "Drifting... Sounds fairly accurate to me. I met his legs first, torso came later..." He smiled a bit, tucking the coffee away in it's cabinet. "In a way it's good that he wasn't around when I finally managed to find home, though. He was a good person, fundimentally, I think, but I don't think he and sparks would have lasted much longer if they were put back in the same space. Eridan's over aggressive and I think it would have torn this place apart... He's passionate, you know?" CC: ...Welp, Ampora's nose wrinkled at the implied bisection, and he made a face into his bowl.  Ew...   ...fork poking, play with it a bit.  "I can imagine.  Sparks seems quite focused at times himself.  Harsh mix." CM: "I think eridan needed direction... Wherever he is, I hope he's got it now..." CC: "Took me a good twvo decades to start looking.  An evwen ten to find it.  I might be a bit slowv on that sort of thing, though.  I knowv another me that did it all in a quarter the time." CM: "Some people don't find direction until after they've died... I had to die and revive to figure out what I wanted to do with my life... People move at different rates and that's okay." CC: "Revwivwing's a bit of a tricky business, I don't envwy those ones." CM: "Reviving four of ten would not do again." You cringe, remembering the pain you went through in the beginning, and how tender some spots are still eveen after being taken care of. "It's really hard coming back from a broken back." CC: "Mine did wvell enough.  Ribs didn't.  I can imagine."  Somehow this was an easier subject, and he resumed pecking at his food.  Dish nearly empty, that was okay. CM: "Oh ouch. Ribs could wind up being a bitch, yeah. Try having a caved in skull though." Shudder. Glance at his plate, shuffle out a sandwich. "I put all the codes down on a sheet of paper so one of these shouldn't hurt." CC: "I'd rather not, it doesn't sound pleasant.  And you brought them, only makes sense you'd get to havwe some." CC: The Orphaner waved him on a bit, finishing up his own bowl.  ...Strange topics aside, he was still having an excellent morning.  Being hungry and then full were still really novel, again. CM: "It wasn't plesant, really. The worst of it had me struggling to grasp the concept of 'being dead'... It's also the reason Sparks is called Sparks and not Sollux... I couldn't remember his name for anything--I wound up calling Eridan 'Legs' for the same reason." CC: "Glad I got out wvithout a head injury then.  Small blessings.  I really don't think I'd be as charming if I wvas as slowv as evweryone enjoys pretending I am." CM: "I'd knock on wood if I was you. I think we're headed toward a battle..." CC: Soft scoff and a headshake.  "I can be glad about the past wvithout invwiting misfortune dowvn upon myself.  Best to be careful and consistant and make sure others do the same." CM:  "This is true." shrug "Not everyone is going to be careful with their lives though." CC: (( I'm slowing down and shouldn't be - mind if I pause for a while? Back in an hour or two, if so. )) CM: [[ah go ahead]]