[ Well, Sebastian has been asking the blurry lunch lady for special sardine dishes for every meal since Tuesday morning, but she seems to be getting increasingly sick of him, and he's not completely sure she won't eventually poison his food to make him stop, so it's time to take matters into his own hands!!
Which means buying (well, "buying") a whole bucket of sardines from the fish seller at the market and... doing...... something with them.
He's already realizing he has no clue what he's going to do as he starts walking away from the stall, staring down into the bucket at all these dead fish, when fate smiles upon him for probably the first time since he got here and he sees Valvatorez nearby. Ah!! Just who he needs!!! Maybe things got a little heated during those debates yesterday, but whatever, it's fine, this is a different subject! ]
Hey!
[ He waves, then runs over and holds out the bucket. ]
Um... papers and junk he doesn't need anymore, mostly, but also wood and leaves! Well, and cigarettes. And, uh, his beard sometimes, but that one isn't on purpose and he always puts it out fast.
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Which means buying (well, "buying") a whole bucket of sardines from the fish seller at the market and... doing...... something with them.
He's already realizing he has no clue what he's going to do as he starts walking away from the stall, staring down into the bucket at all these dead fish, when fate smiles upon him for probably the first time since he got here and he sees Valvatorez nearby. Ah!! Just who he needs!!! Maybe things got a little heated during those debates yesterday, but whatever, it's fine, this is a different subject! ]
Hey!
[ He waves, then runs over and holds out the bucket. ]
What's the best way to eat these?
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Val moves to see who's yelling. Oh yes, the prosecutor boy. ]
There are several different ways of preparing them. I prefer them raw, but I require the blood within them.
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I don't know if these are sushi grade...
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Hm... Do you think people will get mad if I use the fireplace at the inn?
[ There isn't explicitly a "don't cook fish in the fireplace" rule that he's aware of, but. ]
Or I guess I can just find a lighter and make one myself...
[ which now sounds retroactively ominous after tonight's church fire but he is blissfully unaware of that here!! ]
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[He is team "use the fireplace" since it's already there.]
Do you have any idea how to make a fire?
[Sebastian does not look like a young man who has ever camped.]
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Yeah! I've watched my pops burn lots of stuff!
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