[So, guess he's good?? Although sometimes with these military guys, it's really hard to say. Plus, he doesn't even know what chocolate is. Or toys. How good of a guy can this person really be? And being made from the DNA of his sons sounds weird. Luckily, Scott decides to keep those heretic thoughts to himself, and instead offers the egg to Gadriel once more.]
Here, try this one. Hopefully it will actually include chocolate this time. Then you can bring news back to your Emperor and spread the word.
[He does not sound suitably convinced. Gadriel's very presence, his very large, heavy, imposing presence, is evidence of the Emperor's might. Who else could have conceived of the Adeptus Asartes?
The egg did include chocolate! Instead of asking if it's edible, Gadriel just shoves it in his face hole, because you don't keep a body this big fueled on hopes and dreams.
[He's almost impressed by him shoving that chocolate right into his mouth, no questions asked. Scott almost expected there to be more inquiries if it's actually safe or how the shape of it can still be used as a weapon. He can give props when it's called for.
Although he snorts at his reaction. Glucose. Yeah.]
Wow, you're the only person that can make even chocolate sound unappetizing. [But Scott lifts a hand to his hip, trying to garner more of a reaction from him.] But you liked it, huh?
[Don't be impressed. His magic special Astartes organs mean that he can eat literally anything, up to and including rocks. What an incredibly...useful...ability.]
Glucose is an essential nutrient. It is in all of our combat rations. [He'll pull one out to show it. Does grey gloop in a plastic pouch sound appetizing? If so, Scott's welcome to try some.]
Is this how we eat here? We hunt the macronutrients?
[Scott's face immediately twists into a grimace upon seeing the ration. Okay, hard pass on that one. He'd rather eat just about anything else. If this is the stuff that he had to eat constantly to survive... no longer he turned out like this. Sheesh.]
Food's a little more scarce in Aldrip right now, but I normally just walk down to the sandwich shop to grab something. [...] Pretty sure the farm managed to survive last month's attack, so there's vegetables and stuff there. You can put away the gloop, really.
The problem is Gadriel is a large individual who needs ludicrous amounts of food to fuel his absurdly large body. ]
If there is a shortage, I can eat other things and save the food for those who need it. [Want proof? You see the plastic egg that the chocolate had come in? He just pops that in his mouth, too. Crunchy. ]
City was attacked last month, sure you're familiar with that. Being a military space guy.
[And he'll explain the important stuff about that, mostly that the Black Beast kept everyone sealed in while people got infected from wish seeds. Surely all that will go down well. He'll just reassure him that all that is done and over with, so he doesn't have to plan out an attack. Yeah, okay.
But also. This dude just ate plastic right in front of him--]
Dude, we're not that short on food! [He's not going to be responsible for this guy choking on chromic shells!!]
Siege warfare is the specialty of Rogal Dorn's Chapters. [Does he look like an Imperial Fist? He is more of the 'go into combat with two weapons and a chainsword' type.] But I know the basics.
....what? [Sure the plastic wasn't delicious, but neither were his combat rations.] You said there was a shortage. There are probably sick, or injured, who need to eat.
[They're not surviving in the wasteland just yet! Thankfully. Scott really doesn't want to picture the scenario in which everything is scarce and they have to survive out in the wilderness or something. He's been here for two years and luckily that hasn't happened yet.
He can still grab a sandwich from the sandwich hut when he wants. Important things.]
Look, you really don't have to eat plastic. [Kind of cool of this guy to go this far though... basically offering to give his meal to others.]
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[So, guess he's good?? Although sometimes with these military guys, it's really hard to say. Plus, he doesn't even know what chocolate is. Or toys. How good of a guy can this person really be? And being made from the DNA of his sons sounds weird. Luckily, Scott decides to keep those heretic thoughts to himself, and instead offers the egg to Gadriel once more.]
Here, try this one. Hopefully it will actually include chocolate this time. Then you can bring news back to your Emperor and spread the word.
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The egg did include chocolate! Instead of asking if it's edible, Gadriel just shoves it in his face hole, because you don't keep a body this big fueled on hopes and dreams.
He gives a knowing nod, after a while. ]
Ah. Glucose. [Essential for fuel!]
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Although he snorts at his reaction. Glucose. Yeah.]
Wow, you're the only person that can make even chocolate sound unappetizing. [But Scott lifts a hand to his hip, trying to garner more of a reaction from him.] But you liked it, huh?
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Glucose is an essential nutrient. It is in all of our combat rations. [He'll pull one out to show it. Does grey gloop in a plastic pouch sound appetizing? If so, Scott's welcome to try some.]
Is this how we eat here? We hunt the macronutrients?
[Sounds tedious but ok.]
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Food's a little more scarce in Aldrip right now, but I normally just walk down to the sandwich shop to grab something. [...] Pretty sure the farm managed to survive last month's attack, so there's vegetables and stuff there. You can put away the gloop, really.
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The problem is Gadriel is a large individual who needs ludicrous amounts of food to fuel his absurdly large body. ]
If there is a shortage, I can eat other things and save the food for those who need it. [Want proof? You see the plastic egg that the chocolate had come in? He just pops that in his mouth, too. Crunchy. ]
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[And he'll explain the important stuff about that, mostly that the Black Beast kept everyone sealed in while people got infected from wish seeds. Surely all that will go down well. He'll just reassure him that all that is done and over with, so he doesn't have to plan out an attack. Yeah, okay.
But also. This dude just ate plastic right in front of him--]
Dude, we're not that short on food! [He's not going to be responsible for this guy choking on chromic shells!!]
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....what? [Sure the plastic wasn't delicious, but neither were his combat rations.] You said there was a shortage. There are probably sick, or injured, who need to eat.
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[They're not surviving in the wasteland just yet! Thankfully. Scott really doesn't want to picture the scenario in which everything is scarce and they have to survive out in the wilderness or something. He's been here for two years and luckily that hasn't happened yet.
He can still grab a sandwich from the sandwich hut when he wants. Important things.]
Look, you really don't have to eat plastic. [Kind of cool of this guy to go this far though... basically offering to give his meal to others.]