video; un: owllady

[traaaaaash]

[ Sand. So much sand. But in the middle of the sand, something else: a giant sand worm carcass. From behind the camera comes Eda's voice. ]

Well, look what I found!

[ She sounds very proud of this fact. The camera swerves around to see her grinning from face to face. ]

I know it's probably not a trash slug, but hey, it looks close enough, so --

[ She produces a pickaxe seemingly out of nowhere. ]

I'm gonna investigate its insides.

Comments

un: magic wand (audio)

[faceblocker]

Found or killed? I mean, if it's recent enough, the meat could be good.

[traaaaaash]

Found. And I mean... [ She. Actually goes to sniff the carcass. ] Smells fresh enough.

[faceblocker]

[ Maybe not the best option, but beggars can't be choosers. ]

Yeah, you should definitely grill some up and offer it to Caitlyn.

[traaaaaash]

You mean Prissy Feet? Yeah, that's gonna go over well.

[faceblocker]

[ Hah, that nickname makes Cupcake look pretty nice by comparison. ]

Guess you're right. She'd never go through with it.

[ Cait are you seeing this? She hopes so! You chicken. ]

Just arrange it all fancy on a nice plate and name it something ridiculous and I bet she wouldn't know the difference.

[traaaaaash]

Probably not. Rich people eat some freaky stuff!

[faceblocker]

Some of the desserts are pretty good, though.

[traaaaaash]

Hmm, wouldn't say no to those myself.

[faceblocker]

[ Just...a chuckle. Oh Eda. ]

[traaaaaash]

[ Look, she doesn't know about your little nickname or maybe she might've pieced it together. ]

So, worm barbecue? I didn't find anything that looks valuable in there, so I guess it'll have to do as meat.

[faceblocker]

[ A shrug and a nod. Why not? ]

I'll try anything once.

[traaaaaash]

I'll get to cookin', then!

[faceblocker]

Need me to get anything?

[clavesregni]

I'd prefer not to eat the worm, thank you.

[traaaaaash]

Your loss, then!

[clavesregni]

Have you not considered the potential health ramifications of eating a carcass that's been sitting out in the sun for who knows how long?

[faceblocker]

She said it looked fresh.

[clavesregni]

Pardon me for not entirely trusting the astute observation of "smells fresh enough." You haven't any idea when it died or what killed it!

[faceblocker]

Well she's gonna barbecue it so we're about to find out if she's right.

[clavesregni]

Don't expect me to hold your hair out of your face when you regurgitating it.

[If Vi gets sick, she'll absolutely hold Vi's hair out of her face, and rub her back gently for good measure.]

[faceblocker]

You're coming too. Come on, don't be rude.

[ Fully expects Cait to be rude. ]

[clavesregni]

No. Thank you. [She's clinging to her last vestiges of worm-related politeness with white knuckles.]

[faceblocker]

You're missing out.

[ Or maybe not who knows. Vi's willing to try. ]

Bet Viktor will try some.

[traaaaaash]

I've eaten worse. Also I make a pretty good nausea potion.

[clavesregni]

[Is this a practical joke? Is this a nightmare? Everyone is going mad.

Sigh.]

I certainly hope you enjoy it, then.