[From intestines to the dynamics of the Thunder Force. Actually that probably was an improvement.]
She was a princess from Titan, one of Saturn's moons. Did... you guys actually have Saturn in your solar system? Whatever. She was this weird, green-skinned woman who wore almost no clothes. Ever. I swear that it was so irritating sometimes. [She was getting on a bit of a rant here.] Two half succubi on the Gamma team and it was the alien royalty who was dressed like some weird-ass stripper from Pluto all the time.
Really strong, always kind of had a stick up her butt about something. No real sense of humor. But, she was good in a fight.
The Med... nevermind. I know better than to ask after what I've seen of your world. [She sighed. It probably meant something about the game.] And I didn't think anything lived on that methane-ridden hell hole at first either, but apparently there was an entire culture of scantily clad green-skinned warrior women in a weird matriarchal society.
Who knew? They were better than a lot of aliens I met, though.
Says the girl from the world of games that involve living on asteroids and fighting hordes of things to the death. [She snickered.] I think we both have, Jane, but yeah... it did get kind of busy the last few years.
[She waves the game away dismissively.] Oh, that's only been in the last few months. The most exciting thing otherwise would be letter bombs and mysterious missing cookies.
Heh, my world was only really interesting for me for about three years, maybe four. Before that it was always on the farm and just running to catch chickens.
Hah, ours were dumb. The possums were a lot smarter. Tasted better too, honestly. They actually have flavor. When people say "Tastes like chicken," I assume that means it tastes like nothing.
Yeah, without the right spices that ends up being pretty much fat, meat and breading on a stick... but it'll do the trick for a carnivore like me even if it doesn't taste like much of anything.
[Well gee, when you put it like that it sounds disgusting.]
I'm tempted to ask if you knew of any fried chicken places where you're from. There were a couple of chains on Earth that certainly knew their spices, even if eating it all the time was by no means healthy.
Lots of them. KFC used to have decent stuff with its stronger spices, but it was still a little bland to me. I usually had to add some of their dipping sauces to really get flavor into it. But, they did at least put enough black pepper into it to help.
Yeah, I could actually taste KFC. It had to be the original though. The extra crispy wasn't that good. Lots of extra spices. It's pretty mild, but not bad. Too bad I don't know the recipe.
Hehe, don't tempt them. They might drag him here just to make us some decent food. [She laughed softly to herself, getting the spices together and blending the dry into a nice mix. She was going to err on what she considered the 'mild side.' It would probably still be strong, but better than the bland they had here.]
Yeah, and I'd like to think I'm actually pretty good at this sort of thing, even if my tastes are a little ... let's just call them eccentric. Too hard to find the good stuff these days, though, so it's nice and normal for me today.
[Jane hums and nods.] It might be difficult to find good things for quite a while after everything's back to normal. I don't know, I've never been in a war situation before...but it seems like that might be the case.
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[Yes, subject to steer away from intestines, let's take it.]
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She was a princess from Titan, one of Saturn's moons. Did... you guys actually have Saturn in your solar system? Whatever. She was this weird, green-skinned woman who wore almost no clothes. Ever. I swear that it was so irritating sometimes. [She was getting on a bit of a rant here.] Two half succubi on the Gamma team and it was the alien royalty who was dressed like some weird-ass stripper from Pluto all the time.
Really strong, always kind of had a stick up her butt about something. No real sense of humor. But, she was good in a fight.
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[Jane nods slowly as Sam goes on, a small quirk to her lips. So there were some things that irritated Sam? Hmmmmmmmmmmm.]
Ah, I see. I can't say we had any alien royalty on Saturn's moons.
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Who knew? They were better than a lot of aliens I met, though.
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Don't ask. He was an asshole.
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You've had a very eventful life, haven't you?
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I...I suppose...I've never felt one way or the other about chicken myself...
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See, that's sort of how it is with Chicken. Nobody has an opinion on it unless it's cooked with something. It's just there.
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I'm tempted to ask if you knew of any fried chicken places where you're from. There were a couple of chains on Earth that certainly knew their spices, even if eating it all the time was by no means healthy.
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Popeyes was just blech.
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Those were the ones I was thinking of, actually!
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[Oh now she's giggling. Like that would ever happen.]
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Oh, I don't think they'd go that far! There are much more important things to do, and we can make decent food ourselves.
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