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Hungry like the wolf~

● WHO: Eskel

wolfwithagoat + various
● WHAT: Eskel's catch-all log for the June event
● WHEN: June
● WHERE: His residence and various other parts of the island
● WARNINGS: Event-centric smut and violence against robots - will add anything particular as it comes up.

((Hit up my event planning thread and we can figure out a starter! For reference sake, Eskel's "house" is the remnants of a wee corner cafe with a covered patio. The latter has become a makeshift stable for Lil Bleater and Scorpion. Most of the patio fence is degraded; he's shored up its holes and weak points with large pieces of debris.))

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They're cute. I got a chance to pet one of the baby ones shortly after they showed up.

[Zoe followed after Eskel, looking to him for cues on how to behave. Kneeling a short distance from the chocobo, she held her hand out to the bird as Eskel had done, watching her to gauge her reaction.]

[OOC: Sure, Zoe can help Eskel name her.]

[The chocobo takes a moment longer, but ultimately accepts Zoe in the end with a few test nips. She isn't moving much - there's some bandages around one leg from the aforementioned injury. Still, she seems to be in a good enough mood despite it.]

Can't deny that. [Eskel is scritching the chocobo in a sweet spot behind some of her head crest.] If the island keeps throwing animals at us like this, I might end up with a menagerie. Hm, maybe I ought to give her a name.

[Zoe smiled when the chocobo decided that she was okay, shifting a little closer and starting to stroke her feathers, still paying attention to whether or not the chocobo liked what she was doing.]

You don't have to adopt every animal that comes your way, you know. [Her tone of voice is clearly amused.]

As far as a name goes... How about Buttercup? She's yellow like one.

Not gonna do that. At least, not animals I'd eat.

[Lil Bleater is not for eating. Period.]

[He considers 'Buttercup' for a moment.] Hm, not bad. Think I like the yellow theme. Dandelion, maybe? After that bard I told you about. [Eskel laughs a bit and shakes his head.] Honey, maybe. Or Bumblebee. Lemon?

[Lil Bleater bleats idly in the background. Eskel perks up.] Lil Beaker? To match Lil Bleater.

I think Lil Beaker is a bit too similar to Lil Bleater - they might get confused about which one you’re talking to.

[Zoe considered the rest of Eskel’s suggestions for a moment.]

I like Bumblebee for her. Since she’ll be bumbling around for a little bit at least with that injured leg.

Mm, good point...

[Something Zoe says clicks with him. Eskel pets the chocobo a moment, watching her as he thinks it over. Yes, it seems to fit.]

Maybe just Bumble. Since she seems to have a clumsy streak.

[The chocobo - Bumble trills and rubs into Eskel's touch.] Seems she likes it, too. Bumble it is. [He turns to Zoe.] Thanks. Ought to let her rest up now. C'mon, let's get upstairs.

[With one last pat and one last happy wark in return, Eskel leads Zoe through the stable and to the stairs.] Want a beer? They don't seem to be spiked. [Referring to the usual aphrodisiacs often found in food and drink.]

[Zoe smiled.]

It's a good name.

[She nodded and followed Eskel towards the upper floor.]

Yeah, sure.

[Up the stairs they go, to a small but well done loft apartment. There are modern appliances in the kitchen, but it's done up in a rustic style and even has a fireplace. All in all, not a bad bachelor pad for someone used to roughing it.]

[Eskel looks as though he's showing her around a castle.] I was glad to just have a roof over my head, but this... [He gestures widely.] Seems too good to be true. Even got a proper bed.

[Truly he has been blessed.]

[Zoe looked around the place with an appreciative gaze. The rugged feeling of the decor really suited Eskel.]

It's a really nice place. Makes mine look a bit pathetic in comparison. Maybe I should ask for an upgrade myself, if...

[Her voice trailed off, her smile faltering for a moment. But then it was back and she moved into the kitchen area, switching subjects easily.]

You're probably not familiar with how to use these, though, right? I can show you how they work.

[It takes him another second to realize what she's referring to, but Eskel sees through that subject change, plain as day. He can't judge her for it - it's fucked up enough that the Augur brought a virgin here, let alone expects her to have sex for anyone's sake but her own. But that also means she's been living on bare basics. A part of him thinks to offer to be her first, but something about that doesn't feel right to him.]

[Besides, he wouldn't want her memory of her first time to be his ugly face panting over her. It's not self-pity - it's the truth as he knows it.]

[So he joins her in the kitchen, responding to the latter comments and not the former.] Yeah, didn't have anything like this in my world. Been looking over the buttons and such, figuring 'em out as best as I can. But we can save that for later. [Eskel reaches into one of the cabinets and grabs two bottles of beer, as promised. It seems he's never thought to put it in the fridge.] Let's drink up, first.

[Zoe looked a bit amused about his storage choice for his beer.]

I see that either I need to explain what a refrigerator is used for, or you prefer your beer warm.

[She accepted one of the bottles from him, and waited for him to indicate where he wanted to sit while they drank them.]

[He stares at her for a moment as he puts together her meaning. Though clever, this one trips him up a bit.]

Refr- what was that? [Eskel looks to the bottle of beer in his hand.] Ain't it normally? It just comes out of a barrel. Might be cool if it came from a cellar...

[Something clicks.] The thing you mentioned - is it this? [He points to...the refrigerator!] Didn't know it had a name.

Yes, that's a refrigerator. As you've probably realized by now, it's used to keep food cold. Once machines that let people do that easily became common, they started keeping things cold even when that wasn't necessary to keep them from spoiling.

[She brightened a little as a thought occurred to her.]

I doubt you've ever had ice cream before. I'll have to get you to try some if I can find or make some here.

[Eskel nods along, listening intently. And also catching the word that Zoe used - re-frig-er-a-tor. She gets an acknowledging "huh" before he moves all the other beer bottles into the fridge. There's some other bits of food in there, and that's it.] Next round'll be cold. Been using this thing for storing excess milk from Lil Bleater, too. It keeps longer. Thanks for opening my eyes to other uses.

"Ice cream"? No, can't say I've even heard of it. Betting it's cold. [Duh]

[He motions for them to move to the seats by the unlit fireplace. As they go, he pops the cap off of his bottle with his bare hands. nbd nbd.]

[Zoe followed him, using a tiny bit of her magic to take the cap off of hers - doing it barehanded looked like it would hurt a bit.]

I'm glad to help. And yeah, ice cream's cold and creamy and sweet. Usually things like fruit or nuts are added to it to give it more flavor. It's really popular in the summer when it's hot.

[Eskel's mention of storing Lil Bleater's milk had gotten her thinking.]

It's usually made with cow's milk, I think, but I wonder if goat's milk would work.

[Eskel thinks as he takes his first sip of beer.] Milk is milk. Don't see why it wouldn't work. I'll keep it in mind. Hopefully it doesn't need too much milk though. Bleater's just one goat.

[He takes a seat on the right side of the couch - that way, Zoe sits to his left, away from his scars. One arm slings casually across the back.] I'm a little surprised folk in the, you know - [He gestures with his free hand vaguely towards the sky.] - far future, in the cosmos, are still relying on good ol' cows. There farmers trading milk for meteorites?

((Fun fact: seems one can, in fact, make goat milk ice cream lol. now I'm curious.))

Well, it shouldn't be that hard to adjust a recipe to the amount of milk available - you just might end up with only a couple of servings.

[Zoe sat down next to him and took a sip of her own beer. It wasn't exactly her preferred alcoholic beverage, but it was nice to sit with a friend and share something.]

Well, we do have some more artificial ways of making food, but farming plants and animals is still a fairly efficient use of resources, particularly since we have much better tools for farming than your world probably has. And farmers sell their products for money and use that to buy whatever they need. I guess barter would be more common than using money where you're from?

[OOC: Heh, fun. Maybe they can make some sometime. :^)]

[Eskel begins in regard to the bartering comment.] Mm, sometimes. Mostly in villages out in the bush, now. Us witchers ask for coin first for our work.

[He seems pleasantly surprised that what sounds like old, traditional farming practices are still happening in the future. Can't replace everything with a machine, right? But the conversation soon carries on. They talk of their worlds; Eskel tells her about a particularly difficult month-long hunt of a monstrous vampire called a katakan. (Zoe may get a bit of info dumping about katakan physiology, such as how their claws keep growing their whole life which reveals their approximate age.) After the story, he's struck by a particular thought about Erku.]

Strange as Erku is, it's fascinating to hear about all sorts of other worlds. Even other monster hunters have it different. Playing this...weird sex game ain't so much of a trade-off for that. Hell, at least I'm getting laid at all.

[He remembers Zoe's situation after making the comment and shifts in his seat, failing to come up with an appropriate addendum.]

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