this isn't deer, it's cow+

[triggerparadox.livejournal.com]

[ Dinner is delicious, did you know.

Braig isn't the fanciest of cooks, but there are some things a man can cook. Like steak. Which is why he asked Dilan to fix it up for him really, really well. It was a craving, alright.

It's not like it'll make little girls cry. b'| ]

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[hidesandseeks.livejournal.com]

[are you sure about that, Braig? are you really sure? what about that horrified gasp from the kitchen door?]

[triggerparadox.livejournal.com]

[ Hey, he didn't know Gaston totally scarred her for life -- although he turns around, gulp, then gives her a wave. Mouth wipe. ]

Hey, princess. What's up?

[hidesandseeks.livejournal.com]

[uh huh, those are her hands on her face.]

Are you eating steak?!

[triggerparadox.livejournal.com]

[ ........ What's going on what did -- ]

Yeah. Why?

[hidesandseeks.livejournal.com]

[......... bursts into tears.]

You killed a deeeeeer!

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[triggerparadox.livejournal.com]

I killed a what?

[ ASDFGHJK WHAT THE HELL and then -- ]

[dragonedge.livejournal.com]

Braig.

[ HEAD SMACK. ]

[triggerparadox.livejournal.com]

[ UTTER PAIN as he walked towards Kairi, going on a knee. ]

What's going on, Kairi?

[hidesandseeks.livejournal.com]

[she's bawling into her hands, good going.]

I don't wanna eat a deer ever again!

[triggerparadox.livejournal.com]

[ He opens his arms. ]

Why don't you tell Braig what the problem is? I can't fix it if you won't tell me, you know.

[hidesandseeks.livejournal.com]

But Mister Gaston said that steak's deer an' cows an' he had a big gun and he said he shot 'em and took their heads and made 'em steak and I don't want you to shoot deers too, Braig!

[sobs, heart-wrenching sobs.]

[triggerparadox.livejournal.com]

[ --Oof, those go right to the heart. He steals Dilan's handkerchief. And this Gaston fellow is going to get shot. ]

-- Would it be better if I told you they aren't deer? Because they aren't, really. It's beef.

[hidesandseeks.livejournal.com]

[hiccups, and turns big watery eyes up at him.]

Beef?

[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

Cooking, Braig?

[Meat. Even Ienzo likes some meat.]

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[triggerparadox.livejournal.com]

[ He thumbs towards the lancer, swallows. ]

I swear, if this guy wasn't in the guards, I'd have stuck with canned tuna like a pussycat.

[dragonedge.livejournal.com]

May his laziness fail one day.

[ ICON ICON ICON. ]

[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

Bad habits die hard, unfortunately. But you know, Braig, I could always teach you.

[he laughs]

But then, I suppose that would be a bit of extra work, hm?

[triggerparadox.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't mind, actually, but maybe once I'm done with a few things that'll stop distracting me.

[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

And what might those be?

[triggerparadox.livejournal.com]

Science.

[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

Please tell me it doesn't involve more animal experimentation.

[triggerparadox.livejournal.com]

No, but it does involve the formula 2n Mg + (C2F4))n → 2n MgF2 (s) + 2n C (s).

[ Let's pretend he said it in words. ]

[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

Fireworks, Braig?

[triggerparadox.livejournal.com]

Yes.

[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

Well, I suppose the results could be intriguing enough.