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asipofbride) wrote2013-04-06 05:02 pm
asipofbride) wrote2013-04-06 05:02 pmIC INBOX [kaisou]
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asipofbride) wrote2013-04-06 05:02 pm
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so, he huffs again.
irritation blooms across his face and impulsively, he reaches up to very lightly tug the edge of wolfwood's jacket.
and huffs again.]
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buying time for a deeply uncomfortable conversation that Wolfwood's already out of his depths in
Kni huffs and Wolfwood puts down the chicken again and then Kni's face turns, just out of Wolfwood's view
but the man can't ignore the huff and grab combo, looking down at Kni inquisitively. ]
Penny for your thoughts?
[ ... and a blessed bzzt-bzzt from Vash finally replying. ]
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[he doesn't want to bring it home where he can't escape the smell of it when vash starts to cook. he lets go of wolfwood's jacket.]
Can't... we get something else?
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but he breathes. he's not on No Man's Land right now. the world is spoiled for choice and Kni is coming from a place of--not pride, or ego. he's carrying something like compassion in his pale little hands, and Wolfwood looks askance to read what Vash has said, to rein himself in, giving a little shrug when he returns to peer at Kni. ]
Vash said there should be an aisle labeled 'vegetarian' around here, somewheres. That's--stuff that's like meat, but it's plant-based--but like garden-plants, y'know? Wanna help me find it?
[ a compromise. a less bloody olive branch. life doesn't have to be all or nothing, one opinion over another, one life over another. ]
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his surprise is evident, just for a moment, when the older man acquiesces. vash said... ]
... Yeah. Okay.
[regarding wolfwood with an odd look, unreadable beyond the lingering uncertainty, he isn't going to waste whatever grace is being offered to him now. he looks away, eyes up towards the category signs listed above the aisles shelves. one more furtive glance back to wolfwood before kni starts down the meat aisle, a little more than eager to leave this area.]
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it's almost satisfying to see the way the little guy starts and looks surprised. Vash is between them, even now--less a wall than a bridge, a safe ground to deflect to and meet upon. Wolfwood tucks his phone into his pocket. ]
He said somethin' about it being near the produce--so the vegetables an' stuff. We don't usually run through the aisle because we're on the farm, so.
[ and Wolfwood continues to let Kni have the grace, following him like the loyal dog he is, leaving the meat behind them to sit silent vigil. on one hand, everything was already dead and ready to be consumed, and it'd be wasteful to leave it to rot--but on the other hand...
it didn't hurt to be kind in the moment. Wolfwood lopes after the kid, scanning the aisles and their little markers until he spots the word he's looking for, leaning down to point over Kni's shoulder. ]
Over there. Vash mentioned somethin' called 'tofu' and somethin' called 'seitan', so I guess those are places to start?
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when he looks at the packaged tofu that wolfwood helpfully points out, earning him a quick glance back from kni, he sets the basket down next to him and picks up one of the packages. a moment later he turns it over to read the ingredients.]
This says "extra firm". [and he has no idea what that means compared to the row next to it that say only "firm", "super firm", and "silken". he picks up a different one, "super firm" and looks over its ingredient list to compare. ]And the prices are the same.
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he's supposed to check on Kni, right? it feels weird to do so? Millions Knives was a walking artillery.
... but Kni was just a kid with no access to his own power at the moment. he'd probably give Wolfwood a good strangling if he said this outloud to him, though. he leans over a little when Kni speaks to peer at tofu and its firmness mysteries, tilting his head. ]
I have no idea what that means, hang on. [ and then Wolfwood demonstrates the one thing he knows how to do better than Kni--Google. he skims a few lines, and then reports his findings. ] Okay, so accordin' to weirdos on the internet, the different names have to do with the texture an' water content of the tofu--so like, the firmer tofus are good for cooking an' frying 'cause it's more together, but silken tofu is kinda custardy.
[ he pokes through a few articles on his phone and then squats down, holding it out to Kni when he finds one of them explanation listy bitches. ]
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he would like to see that world too, at least once.
wolfwood shows him the phone screen, crouched down for kni's consideration that he won't think about right now. perhaps he won't ever. he'd rather not dwell on the odd courtesies wolfwood gives him now and then, won't think about the invisible tally of little favors he's certain ticks up in number, waiting to be cashed in one day.
he'd like to scroll down the screen, but he doesn't and instead turns to replace the package in his hands with the firmer tofu. vash had wanted to cook with it, so it seemed like the right choice. kni sets it in his basket, glancing back to some of the other options. what kind of texture was 'custard' anyways?]
That should work, then.