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Post by Deleted on Jun 28, 2018 19:10:28 GMT -5
"Oh?" Erik continued listening to Vaetric talk about cooking. It was pretty obvious he had not only the skill, but love for it as well, just like Erik had abut drawing, and their shared interest in books. People always say that the best cooks are those who actually love doing it...and of course know what they are doing, so Dubois had confidence that he will enjoy Meri's cooking if he ever gets the chance to sink his teeth into any. But now, Erik planned on treating the both of them to a nice little food place. It would have been a jerk move to just have the blond cook something now, whether he liked it or not since they did just get done with doing work. The same mindset that led Erik to hold off on training for today.
"Just hurry back soon, you two!" "Yeah, don't have TOO much fun!" The two marines continued to go at it even after the chore boys managed to get off the ship. As they continued to laugh to themselves, a figure was suddenly standing up tall, and very intimidating behind them. Their laughter slowly died down as they turned around to see the captain overlooking them with that fierce scowl of his! "Ahhhhh, sir!" the two in a panic, bumped into each other while they were attempting to run off in separate directions. The collision gave the cap enough time to pick them both up b the collar, glaring at one then the other as those poor marines shook in fear with sheepish grins on their faces. It looks like karma has struck yet again.
Erik who was oblivious to what happened aboard the ship continued to speed walk across the docks. At first, Dubois didn't hear Vaetric since he was too caught up in thinking about what those two marines said. It was crazy! First Lily, and now this!? Why are the others so obsessed with teasing poor Erik? Was it because of his rank, or maybe how awkward he could get at times? Possibly a combination of both, who knows. In the end of the day, it was all done just for some harmless fun...right? "H-huh? Oh...uh...beats me." he claimed, blushing a bit as he looked over to Vaetric. "Just...big fish picking on us small fry, maybe?" Erik said, but wasn't exactly sure if he said it right. The idea of being together with someone like that has never really crossed his mind. Of course...other things have, things he wished didn't but he's been mainly keeping that under wraps. He wasn't exactly sure if ending up in a relationship will hinder his progress on becoming a great marine. It didn't with his father, or grandfather, so maybe there is some hope after all. Who knows. Erik continued to look down at the wooden ground from the docks that soon turned more dirt like from taking foot on the island as he continued to quietly ponder about this.
"Hm?" Erik absentmindedly grunted to Vae's question since he was still thinking. Fortunately, or more like unfortunately for him, a little rock was in the way, and thanks to him not paying attention, Dubois nearly tripped over it, causing him to focus once more. "Waahh.." Dubois regained his footing, and looked down at the rock before looking up at Vaetric again. "Ahh..sorry. I'm not exactly sure now that I think about it." Erik said as he continued walking, pretending as if that little mess up hadn't happened. "All I know, is that it sells pretty good food." he claimed with a grin. Shortly, they'd make it to the town located on this island which served as the main town of all of these islands. There were people out, and about doing their own little things either together, or with others. It was pretty peaceful with no signs of trouble, just like when Erik, and the others first arrived. Some other marines could be seen walking by from time to time, out on patrol most likely. Thankfully they weren't in the teasing mood like the others aboard the ship. After some walking, they if Vaetric was still following would come up on a small building labeled, 'Aunt Cordelia's Home of Chicken, and Meat' "Here we are." Erik said with a small grin as he opened the door, gesturing Meri to go in first. The restaurant had a really old school, and home like style to it that just felt naturally comfortable. There weren't that many people here, so it meant a lot of free tables.
"Weeelcome to Aunt Cordelia's. I'll make ya feel right at home, hun."
The ma'am herself said at the front counter with a country like accent. Her professional smile would form into more of a relaxed one upon looking at Erik. "Oh, I've seen yer face here before. Always happy to see returning customers, even if the majority of my customers are made up of em." she claimed with a hearty laugh. "So what'll be? Anotha helping of Aunties famous BBQ Pork Ribs for you, green bean?" she asked Dubois whle getting out a notepad, and pencil. "Sure! They were pretty good." Erik claimed. The thought of those ribs nearly made Erik drool, but thankfully, the chore boy had enough self control to hold that in. Cordelia chuckled lightly as she wrote it down. "What about your little friend here?" she asked, looking over to Vaetric with a welcoming smile.
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Post by Vaetric Meri on Jun 29, 2018 8:32:22 GMT -5
Vaetric began to hurry a little more as the two Marines continued to tease them, his face blushed not a little as he glanced behind himself toward the ship, then back to looking toward the town with a huff. "Uff.." He then began to look around the town, there seemed to be a fair few shops where one can buy the essentials, there wouldn't be a Marine presence if this place were some backwater they couldn't sustain themselves in. Erik didn't really seem to know why they were being so rude as well, was it because they were the only two chore boys on the ship at the moment? That would've been weird. He shrugged at Erik's question with a sigh. "Weirdos." He mumbled. "Maybe they were just projecting?" Vaetric joked back. He blinked as he felt the ground begin to go softer, glancing down he realised the wooden docks had turned into dirt roads. That must be annoying to clean up, no wonder they needed chore boys.
Vae startled as Erik let out a "Waahh" noise, by instinct trying to place his hand in front of erik's chest so he wouldn't trip any further. "You okay?" He'd ask, lowering his arms, then bringing them back to his stomach area awkwardly. It seemed as though Erik was content to pretend he hadn't nearly tripped, so he did too. "Humh.. I'll just have to trust your recommendation, huh?" He said, giving a light smile as they continued to walk onward. The island didn't seem to have anything going on in the town today, mostly quiet. It was fairly big, though not enough for him to get confused on the way out, probably. There were other Marines walking about on patrol, though they didn't really pay them much attention. They'd eventually come across a building, apparently owned by someone called 'Aunt Cordelia', and seemed to sell chicken.. And meat. Just a little bit redundant, but it looked pleasant.
He nervously stepped in, it looked somewhat old-school, though a bit empty. There was a lady at the front counter who had a strange accent. The lady seemed to recognise him, though her hair was a little jarring, she looked nice. When she turned to him however, his mind froze up. He didn't even have a menu, or had time to see what was there! After a few moments of looking blankly at her, he'd finally say something. "Uhm.. I'd.. Uh.. I'd like what he's having, thank you." He said, rubbing his nose in an embarassed manner. "Uh.. S.. Sorry for taking so long." He mumbled.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 29, 2018 17:08:42 GMT -5
Erik started to laugh a bit at Meri little comment about the others projecting. "Hah, maybe..." he said, still snickering at the thought for a bit. Dubois never really thought of it that way, usually thinking that they only bullied him for the hell of it, and because he was pretty easy to make fun of. The green eyed chore boy blushed lightly as Meri placed a hand on his chest, the blond actually being the one who saved Erik from tripping over. Still he'd rather pretend that it didn't happen since this was all because of him having those...weird thoughts.
It was nice to see that Cordelia was still as...welcoming as ever. Perhaps it was just to keep the customers, and beli rolling like most establishments do, putting on a false sense of friendliness. Though something about her seems genuine, very mother like to the point that Cordelia doesn't even need to say anything to show how confident, and kind she is, or at least to Erik. Either way, Dubois couldn't wait to sink his teeth into those ribs yet again. Cordelia has a wide array of home cooked, country like food, but what really got to the green haired chore boy she dubbed, 'string bean' was those ribs of hers. The two then waited for Meri to make his choice, Erik quickly taking note of Vaetric freezing up. He started to become a little worried about it, but Cordelia kept that welcoming look of hers despite how obviously choked up one of her customers was. She was definitely a professional that's for sure. No signs of annoyance, or anything negative. Then again, doing something like that is known to steer customers away. "An excellent choice if I say so muself." she said with a wink. Cordelia would then happily begin to write down Meri's order. After finishing up with the writing, Cordelia would look up at Vaetric as she apologized with a puzzled expression on her face as if she didn't know what she was talking about. "Hmm, oh don't sweat it, hun! With a wide variety of food like this, I'd be standing there for hours trying to figure out which I'd like to sink my pearly whites into." Cordelia joked, giving another hard laugh. "Okay you two. Go ahead, and choose a seat. I'll make sure to get these out for ya in a jiffy." she said, gesturing out to the many free seats here before turning to go into the kitchen to inform the cooks.
Erik nodded happily, and looked at Meri. "Come on." he said as he started to walk towards the other end of restaurant which was around Cordelia's little counter area. Erik was looking for the spot he sat at before when he previously ate here, in hopes that it wasn't taken. Unfortunately, he couldn't see from the front so he needed to walk back, and check, hopefully not wasting his time. "Hmmm..." he pondered, looking left and right. He could see some people sitting down, conversing with each other, or chowing down on some of that delicious grub. "Oh, here we are!" If Meri was following Erik, the two would arrive at a table by the window in a corner. It had one of those comfy fancy restaurant like cushions which some of the other tables that were leaned up on walls, or corners here had. It was bent in a right angle sort of shape with part of it against the wall and the other art against the window. "It has a pretty good spot of outside." Dubois claimed, gesturing for Vaetric to sit down first.
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Post by Vaetric Meri on Jun 30, 2018 7:49:52 GMT -5
Vaetric blinked a little as Erik laughed at his little jab at the Marines. Some people thought his sense of humour with a bit harsh, while he thought they were just being thin skinned. Well, he couldn’t really help it most of the time. He just kind of blurted it out most of the time, unable to help himself. He kind of liked straight faced humour, deadpan. He wasn’t very good at it because he got flustered easily, and due to his shyness, but he tried sometimes. Though most of the time people thought he was actually being serious ,rather than sarcastic, which led to no end of annoyances.
The restaurant owner seemed rather nice, she didn’t lose her patience in the slightest as he thought of what to have. Maybe he’ll look at the menu for next time. She didn’t really even show a hint of impatience either, usually he’d start fidgeting if someone did that to him. Maybe he should learn a thing or two from her. “Uh.. Right..” He said, blushing a little as she winked at him. She probably wasn’t being sarcastic, why would she put on any menu items she wasn’t proud of? She then spoke, saying she was as indecisive as he was. “{color=lightblue]R-Right..[/color]” He said, before realising it was probably a joke, nodding as she told them to take a seat. He looked around, the seats looked rather comfortable, with cushions. He caught a whiff of some delicious-smelling food, he hadn't actually tried this kind of meal before, North Blue was kinda.. Bland, at least, on the Island he was from. You weren’t able to find many spices due to the snow. Then again, he didn’t really have an opportunity to explore all that much, and he had lived -way- north.
Vaetric followed Erik at his request, walking to the end of the restaurant, around the counter area. Erik seemed to be looking for a spot, which he supposed was his favourite one. Vaetric usually preferred little ones in a corner, the smallest, most out-of-the-way area possible, if he wasn’t outright guided to one. He also preferred it while it was slightly busy so there’d be a lot less of a chance of sticking out. He continued to follow Erik, blinking as he looked around, was he trying to remember where his spot was? They finally ventured to a table that had a window. He hoped the sun didn’t shine through it too much when they sat down. Erik gestured for Vaetric to sit down, saying it had a good spot to look out side from. He glanced out the window, it did look rather pretty, it was another one of the cushioned seats, and had some art around it he could admire if the conversation became silent. He nodded to Erik, before sitting down. He glanced about, there seemed to be a few people talking and eating food, that must’ve been where he smelt it from before, though it could also come from the kitchens. He shrugged to himself, before settling down.
It was rather comfortable. He rested his arms onto his knees, before linking a moment and double-checking whether they had an opening at around the butt-section, pushing down his marine top a little by reflex. It was annoying when the chairs didn’t have rests for backs especially, he always felt so awkward in them. It was a rather big place, must be rather popular with the locals and travellers. “Uh.. Do you come here often?” Vaetric asks, glancing around. The art was rather pretty, and the view outside wasn’t too bad. At least he could enjoy it without the sun beating down his neck. He felt a rumble in his stomach, before realising he hadn’t eaten in a bit of a while. He had some breakfast, but wasn’t really hungry as he awoke late. Strange how that works, if you wake up at 7am or so, you start to feel hungry rather quickly, but if you awake at 10am, you don’t feel all that hungry until later, how did that work? Maybe next time he saw a scientist he should ask that. A scientist who worked on human anatomy, that is. He certainly wouldn’t want to be one, as that included… Actually going in to study one, which was just a little bit creepy. He shuddered, before realising Erik could take that the wrong way. “Uhm.. I was just thinking of something, don’t worry about it.” He said, his lip twitching for a moment.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 1, 2018 17:08:54 GMT -5
Erik waited for Vaetric to scoot into his seat before plopping himself down next to him. He placed his hands on the rectangular table, and started to tap his fingers on it a bit as the two waited for their food. The table was pretty clean, like mostly everything else in this building which of course is always glad to see within restaurants. Erik has seen his fair share of dirty food joints even back at his home island, so it was always nice to find places where the workers actually care about cleanliness. It was strange though since back then, Erik never really cared that much about things being dirty. It's probably due to the things he's had to...endure as a chore boy. Certain jobs can change a person. Some changes greater than others.
The green chore boy's stomach started to growl, reminding him of his hunger, and the juicy ribs that await him. He placed a hand on his stomach, looking down at it as the tip of his tongue peeked out from the side of his mouth, sliding on over to the other side before retreating back into his mouth. He then started to look around, taking in the familiar looking view of this place. His eyes focused on some of the customers from time to time, noticing how peaceful they were. This indeed is a really relaxed place. Make some wonder why Marines even need to be stationed here, but Dubois was fine with it, despite it making it hard for him to prove himself to the other Marines. Still, he'd take seeing this over watching people suffer any day. Erik leaned his head a bit, to look past Meri, and look out of the window. "Hm?" Just as he did that, Meri asked him a question...that some could take the wrong way if they were in that mindset. Unfortunately, Erik was one of those people whether he liked it, or not.
"U-uh..."
Was that a...pick up line? A rather cheesy, and old school one at that which would probably make most roll their eyes, but Dubois was more surprised that it came from Meri of all people. Not sure what to say, Erik was now looking into the blond's blue eyes, blushing lightly. Were Vaetric's eyes always this...attractive? No, no, he must get these thoughts out of his head! Where is that damn food!?
Vaetric then spoke again, seemingly trying to reassure Erik that he didn't mean anything from that question, or at least that's what he assumed, but the flustering didn't really help much. "Uu-umm...yeah...." Erik was now looking down at his lap, trying to avoid eye contact. It was silly to think Vaetric meant anything by that. It wasn't as if Dubois was looking forward to it, or anything. He doesn't even know how to flirt, so anything further than that felt out of reach to him. Why was he thinking about all of this anyway!? He should be focusing on the food...which still hasn't come yet. "Th-this is actually...my...my second time...here." Erik said, finally breaking the ice, but still keeping his head down. A small smile then formed on his face as he chuckled lightly. "Was kind of surprised...that the owner recognized me, since it has been a bit." Erik claimed. "Alright alright. Aunties here, and she brought some suppa!" Speak of the devil, Cordelia came in with two plates holding six freshly made ribs, steam rising up from them. "Cordelia's famous BBQ Ribs, dipped in my supppper secret sauce." Cordelia said with a grin before placing the plates in front of both chore boys. She backed up a bit, and placed her hands politely together. The moment Erik laid his eyes on the food, it was as if all of nervousness about the situation vanished with the snap of a finger. "Thanks a lot!" Erik said as he picked one up, the smell continuing to taunt him. He leaned forward, and took a bite, the meat ripping off of the bone with ease. With a satisfied smile, Erik started to chew before looking at Vaetric, wondering what he'll think of it. Cordelia also did the same as she always had a thing for seeing new people try her cooking for the first time, taking criticism just as good as compliments.
Unless they came from rude people...then they would see the bad side of Auntie....
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Post by Vaetric Meri on Jul 2, 2018 8:08:30 GMT -5
Vaetric looked around a bit closer. The place looked well managed, being rather clean. There were a number of places that didn't really care about their hygiene, which he tended to avoid. Who knows what he could catch? Plus, it didn't really show all that commitment to the place by keeping it dirty. He'd once been to a small town which had the dirtiest pigsty for a tavern, when some of the marines he was with questioned him about it, the owner had just shrugged his shoulders and told them to eat some where else. There was no where else. This place may as well have been a restaurant for the highest nobles compared to that place. He shuddered a bit, the food there tasted old, and was a stew. He was pretty sure he caught the owner just adding more to the pot when it was half-finished. He had a sneaking suspicion that the stew there was still going, just "refreshed" every now and then. It made him feel a bit queasy just thinking about it.
Despite his queasiness however, his stomach was still empty (or near enough), and he was tired after swabbing the decks and cleaning the beds. He felt another rumble from his stomach, and heard Erik's too. He glanced at him, blinking as he had his tongue out at the side of his mouth, he looked to be lost in his own memories. It looked kind of cute. He blinked at the thought, before blushing slightly and averting his gaze elsewhere again, but it wasn't long before he asked the question to Erik, who seemed rather surprised at it. He looked as though he'd asked him something weird, there was nothing weird about asking a person if they came to a place often, right? Their eyes locked for a moment, before Vaetric blushed a little and averted his gaze to the side. Erik was getting a little bit flustered. Why? It looked cute as well, but.. He shook that thought away again, trying to keep track of his thoughts. Why did he seem embarrassed by his question? Did he come here a little too often? Not enough? He began fidgetting with his cutlery as he steamed a little on his own insecurities. Did he ask a wrong question?
"Huh? Oh.. Twice?" He broke out of his thoughts as Erik answered the question, so he hadn't been coming here for long. He listened as Erik said that he was surprised she recognised him, though Vaetric suspected she recognised his face, but not his name, hence the "String Bean" nickname. He blinked as the lady came back, they hadn't been waiting that long, had they? His thoughts were wafted away by the steam of ribs, the scent drifting into his nose. "Th.. Thank you!" Vaetric said, smiling at her a bit, then looking down at the ribs. The ribs looked tasty, but they should probably come with some fries to help fill them, but it didn't matter for now.
He lifted up a rib, and carefully took a bit. He blinked as it ripped off the bone with ease, usually ribs were a bit tough and got into his teeth easily, but this seemed good. He took a few bites, it was juicy, and the sauce didn't overpower the taste of the ribs. He blinked a few times, before swallowing by instinct. He was hungry, the ribs were the best he'd ever eaten, and he tends to eat wolfishly anyway. It wouldn't take very long before he demolished the first rib, albeit with some care for the cleanliness of the table, making sure to clean his mouth with a napkin afterward before moving on to the next. It looked as thought he had a system for eating quickly, food gets deposited into the middle of the mouth while that which is currently chewing is in the side, one sufficiently.. chewed, he swallows, then the one in the middle gets put in its place, only ending once he runs out of ribs. "It's... Really.. Good!" He manages between bites, somehow not choking.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 3, 2018 10:30:31 GMT -5
Erik nodded a little as he continued to look down at the table. "Y-yeah. At first, I wasn't too sure about this place....but it turned out better than I imagined." A small grin grew on his face as he continued to tap his fingers against the table. "I've been meaning to come back here....or I guess I technically did now." Erik placed a hand under his chin, pondering about it before chuckling lightly.
Everything about these ribs felt perfect to Dubois. He took yet another bite while waiting for Meri to try his own, happily chewing it for maybe a little longer than needed since he wanted to savor the taste before swallowing it. Cordelia looked over to Erik with a satisfied grin. One of the things she enjoyed about cooking was not only tasting it herself, but seeing others, tasting, and enjoying her own creations. That is probably what most cooks love to see. Both the green marine and establishment owner found themselves looking at Vaetric again as he took his first bite, comically leaning in a bit closer as if waiting for something out of this world to happen. Not only did Meri take his first bite, but he also munched down on that rib a lot faster than Erik which took him by surprise, and only made Cordelia happier. The moment the blond complimented the food, Erik's intrigued expression formed into a smile as Cordelia clapped her hands together once, keeping them clasped together. "Another satisfied costumer! I must say, you seem to have a knack fer chowing down." Cordelia said to Meri before pointing a thumb to herself. "Trust me, I know these things all too well." she winked once more with a chuckle. Erik just listened in on this as he wanted to use his mouth for eating instead. After a few more bites, the first rib was reduced to nothing but bone which he placed back down on the plate. Unlike Meri, Erik didn't go for a napkin, and instead went in for another rib. The sides of his mouth had the sauce on them along with his fingers, but he didn't seem to mind. He may be a good cleaner, but that didn't seem to have any influence on how he eats.
"Oh my, I forgot the appetizers!" Cordelia said out of nowhere as she placed both hands on the side of her face. "Must've gotten caught up on wanting to see you try the main course that I forgot. Whoops." she claimed as she rubbed the back of her head with a sheepish grin before hurrying to go get them. As Erik watched her leave, he then realized that she was right. He remembered getting something else along with the ribs last time he was here. "Oh, you're going to love the appetizers, Vaetrc." he claimed, looking over to him as he ripped another piece of meat with his teeth. "They are so good! I forgot what she called them though...hush...hush something?" he questioned before shaking his head. "Either way it's very tasty. Like fried dough, or something I think." Erik added before going back to eating.
Not taking as long as before, Cordelia came back with not only the appetizers, but to glasses of ice cold water, some ice clanking around inside. "Here we go...." she held the cups in her hands and the plates with the side food were amazingly balanced on her arm. How she did this could be summed up as skills. She placed the waters down by the two marines, and the plates slid down her arms n the process, resting by the waters. "...my hushpuppies!" she continued. On both plates there were about a dozen, or maybe more of them. Hell, one plate would have probably been enough to satisfy two people, but Auntie doesn't do one plate! Unlike before, Cordelia didn't stick around, and started to head back to her counter. "Got other customers to attend to. Happy eatin!" she said as she started to jog a bit over to the counter.
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Post by Vaetric Meri on Jul 3, 2018 15:20:00 GMT -5
Vaetric at first thought he was just a bit hungry, having a growling stomach. As it turned out, he was a bit more ravenous than he thought, the scent putting his belly into overtime levels of hunger. The meat tore right off the bone, spending a few seconds chewing to enjoy the taste before his mouth automatically swallowed. He didn't quite know why he kept doing that, every time he tried to take his time and savour the food, it just kept moving to the back of his tongue and down his throat by reflex. But what he did know was the succulence of the meat. It tastes great, it was soft, unlike some ribs, which were a bit tough. Overall, it tasted good, and in his hunger-addled mind, it was the best thing he'd ever eaten. May as well be the most delicious thing he'd ever eat. Its taste seemed to transcend time and space, whatever the latter meant, and put his tastebuds into a world of heaven, the sky parted and the sun shone on the Vaetric in his own head. He blinked as he heard a clap, remembering himself as he glanced at Cordelia speaking. She slowly nodded to her, slowing down a little at he looked down at the rest of the ribs, the only evidence of the first three ribs were a smear on Vaetric's face reminiscent of that of a clown, and the bones below. He quickly used the napkin to clean his mouth. "I.. Was maybe uhm.. A little hungry." He said sheepishly.
He blinked as Cordelia seemed to have forgotten something. There was more? Guess that explained the lack of a side. He wondered how these'd taste. What could they be, anyway? Most of the food he'd tried in North Blue was kinda.. Bland. These were saintly by comparison. "If they're like these.." He'd glance at the remaining three ribs. "Then they'll definitely be." He said, though he felt a bit queasy. Fried dough? Shouldn't they be making themselves stronger? It felt as though they'd make him.. Kinda fatter.[/color]" He glanced down at his hips, blushing a bit as he tried squeezing his thighs together to make them look smaller, but the fact that he was sitting down didn't help in making his lower body thinner. Of course it did the opposite, he should find a way to eat while standing without being rude.
Eventually, Coredelia came back with the appetisers, as well as some cold water. He watched as she placed the fried food down without spilling it somehow. She identified them as hushpuppies, Vaetric double-blinked at the quantity of them. "W-Woah.. That's alot.. I don't think I'd have been able to eat the ribs after." He said in a light joking manner. Cordelia gave a little adieu, then went off to help other customers. Or serve them. He looked at the hushpuppies again, then at Erik with a raised eyebrow. "That's alot." He said again, before picking one up, careful of the heat, he blew on it gently, before popping it in his mouth. Still hot. He took a bite, then blew as smoke came out of his mouth, or steam. He winced a little, before his mouth became used to the heat as he began to chew carefully. Despite not being made of meat, flavour exploded into his mouth at the taste. He double-blinked, then looked at the ribs, then the hushpuppies. He took another hushpuppy, then dipped it in the rib sauce, then popped it in his mouth, chewing both carefully before swallowing with some ice water. "Wow! That's really good!" he said rather cheerfully before beginning to chow down with the same vigour as when he had been eating the ribs, dipping it in sauce each time, apparently having found a nice combination. "You.. Weren't.. Lying! I.. Wish.. We.. Could.. Come here.. Every day!" He said between mouthfulls.
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In a short amount of time, Vaetric already tore his way through three of the six ribs much to Erik's surprise. The green chore boy had only ate his way through one in that amount of time, and he always thought himself to be a pretty big eater. Vaetric was obviously on a whole other level which led Dubois to snicker a bit as the blond talked about being 'a little' hungry. Who'd a thought someone so timid could eat this much, and stay really slim at that. Of course Erik wasn't taking...Vaetric's lower body into account. Erik is also able to keep his body nice, and fit despite eating quite a lot as well even if not at the same speeds as Meri. Then again, it might be due to his constant training that he's able to stay so fit no matter what he eats, and how much of it.
"Mhmm." Dubois nodded in agreement with Vaetric, having his mouth full, so he couldn't speak unless he wanted food to start flying everywhere from out of his mouth which is not great table manners. Even though he has been ignoring the napkins ever since they started eating... Erik started munching down on another rib as he thought about those hush things that were on their way. He couldn't remember their name, but he definitely remembered the taste, and couldn't wait to sink his teeth in them again. As Erik went in to take another bite, he could see from the corner of his eye that Meri appeared to have been moving around a bit on his seat. Dubois swallowed his food, and was just about to ask Vaetric if something was wrong until his eyes shifted down, noticing how the blond is trying to press his thighs together for reasons that escaped the other chore boy. Vaetric's actions made them more...noticeable maybe not to anyone walking around, but certainly to the person sitting next to him who was unfortunately Erik. He continued to glance down, lingering for a bit before blushing lightly, and averting his eyes back to his food. Well, at least he had an idea on where most of the food he eats go...not that there is a problem with that. Dubois really wanted to knock himself upside the head for thinking such thoughts, but it would not accomplish anything, but making himself look like a fool. He continued to eat, but his chewing slowed down as he couldn't get his mind off of...things.
Thankfully, Cordelia came in with the hushpuppies! Immediately, Erik's mind focused on the new addition to the meal along with the water which he took a sip of as Cordelia went back to work. Finishing his third rib, Erik picked up a hushpuppy, and placed the whole thing in his mouth, chewing it up before swallowing. Of course he savored it as if it were the last thing he'd ever eat. Erik looked over to Vaetric again, seeing him get down. The dipping the hushpuppies in the rib sauce was a nice touch, something Erik was a bit ashamed of for not thinking of during his first visit. Curiously, he picked up another hushpuppy, and dipped it in the sauce before plopping it in his mouth. It was as if his taste buds took off into the sky, never to return again! "Who...says....we...can't" Erik said, talking with his mouth full despite trying his best not to before. It was just so good, he couldn't keep it up with the mannerisms anymore. He started picking up speed with his eating to the point that now the both of them appeared to have been chowing down like wild animals. Some customers witnessed this, and most of them seemed confused, or disgusted, but others actually appeared to have been encouraging this. Hell, Cordelia would've been the main one cheering them on if she weren't currently busy.
Hopefully, none of them will choke...
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Post by Vaetric Meri on Jul 4, 2018 17:44:30 GMT -5
Vaetric had eaten two hushpuppies, and was looking for more, though he was starting to slow down a little. He grew a little bit more embarrassed by how he acted before, but he WAS rather hungry, even if he didn't notice how much so until he started eating. He relentlessly ate, albeit with more of a sense of caution, growing a bit more mindful of his surroundings. He instead decided to try out analysing his food. The hushpuppies were, in fact, fried. What kind of fried food it was though, he wasn't sure. Maybe cornmeal, or just regular batter for fried fish? Maybe it had a little salt for seasoning, he was happy that there wasn't too much going on with it, though too many just by themselves and he might've become a little nauseous. And fat. Not that he wasn't already. His own body was a mystery to him, he was slim from the middle up, and fat the middle down. How? He shook his head, he'd had this thought many times over the years, no sense in dwelling over it now, especially since he was eating with someone in a nice restaurant for a change. He may as well enjoy it. Back to the food.
Erik's mouth was full, as though he was trying to out-do Vaetric, to which earned him a little snicker. Even if he wasn't making it into a competition, it was amusing to watch out of the corner of his eye. They both seemed to eat like beasts. At his glance however, he noticed Erik blushing a little, glancing down. Had he dropped a bit of food? His face began to heat up under the possibility that he may be looking at his hips. He didn't seem all that interested before, so he probably hadn't now, he was nice enough that Vaetric was willing to give him the benefit of the doubt this time, even though he probably wasn't. He'd also began to like Erik for his innocent attitude, he didn't leer nor try to touch him like some people- most of the physical contact was Vaetric's fault, the headbutt and bump mainly. Though he couldn't help but feel a little twinge of anxiety, he pressed his legs together harder and moved them slightly away from Erik, twisting his body a little was a bit uncomfortable, but he hoped to naturally and discreetly move his body back into position later anyway.
Erik looked to like the hushpuppy, savouring it far more than Vaetric, who usually tasted thins in bulk as he swallowed them. Erik even tried out eating the hushpuppy with the sauce, he wondered if he'd tried that before. Judging from his expression, he hadn't. Then again, maybe he just didn't remember how good they were. He blinked at Erik's reply, before giggling a bit before successfully forcing it down. "Trying other things'd be neat!" He says, before returning to his gluttonous ravaging of the food. He focused on the hushpuppies first as he liked to save the best for last. Grab, dip, bite, dip, finish, chew, swallow. He continued to ravish the food happily, until he noticed a somewhat disgusted expression as he glanced around, realising there were other customers. His social anxiety and embarrassment welled up in his throat before he blinked. He tried to take a breath. Nope. His stomach shook a little as he gently took a glass of water, swallowing a bit of it and trying to force the food down. Nope, still blocked. He didn't want to make a scene, he tried swallowing again a few times, but it just wouldn't go down, the ice-water tickling his throat as he fought down the urge to gag. Swallowing (though not literally) his pride, he looked to Erik, aiming to tap his shoulder urgently. Should he look his way, he'd point to his throat with a pleading look in his eyes, before turning around a bit, shuffling backwards to help Erik help him as quietly as possible, hoping no-one else was looking.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 4, 2018 22:01:41 GMT -5
Unlike Vaetric, Erik didn't show any signs of slowing down. Despite not matching the blond's eating speed earlier, Dubois was still gobbling the food down like there was no tomorrow. This is pretty much how most if not all the Marines aboard the ship Erik, and Meri are on normally ate. They were a rowdy bunch pretty much, and it seems that their eating habits has rubbed off on the green guy. He didn't really care what he was eating, so long as it is tasty, and of course not poisonous. Luckily, he still eats healthy from time to time, so Erik doesn't have to worry abut messing himself up, or getting fat from eating junk food.
Dubois never noticed Vaetric shifting his hips, or that he picked up on the green haired chore boy's glance. He went right back to eating shortly after which is fortunate, or else the two might have ended up in another awkward situation. Having these...these weird thoughts were something Erik wasn't proud of. They were always in the back of his head, clouded by his love for Marines, and wanting to be one of the best, but ever since he met that one...beautiful girl back in Logueland that he saved from falling into the ocean, the thoughts started to leak out a bit. Erik is trying his best to keep things under wraps, but it's as if the universe is trying to constantly taunt him on this with not only women, but other men too it seems! But now wasn't time to think of any of that. Erik had two plates of food right in front of him that needed attending to! The green eyed male tore through another rib, leaving two left. He now switched his attention to the hushpuppies, dipping each he picked up, and placing it on the BBQ sauce spilled over on the plate of ribs just as Meri did. I really did make them taste better, and Erik honestly thought they could never get any better before. Erik didn't notice the customers looking over in their direction, so he continued to pig out like there was no tomorrow. Cordelia would glance over from time to time, satisfied with how the two Marines were enjoying her cooking. Technically she didn't cook these herself however since she needed multiple cooks to help her run this establishment of course. The food was all still made from her recipes though, so there was really no difference.
Erik made an agreeing grunt about Meri's little comment. He does wonder how the other foods on the menu would taste. They would be delicious no doubt, but how exactly they tasted is what ran across this chore boy's mind. Oblivious to Meri beginning to choke, Erik continued to eat. Even the customers, and owner didn't realize since their attentions were placed elsewhere at this point. "Hm?" Erik looked at Vaetric as he tapped him, chewing his food as he tries to figure out what the blond wants. At first, he thought that Meri's mouth was full, and that he was trying to tell Erik that he needed more water, but the green marine glanced down, and saw that Vaetric still had enough in his glass. Erik looked back up, and swallowed his food, blinking a few times. "Uhhh..." Erik's face flushed as Meri started to back up against him all of a sudden. "U-uh, hey wait, wh-what are you..." At first, Erik held his hands up, about to try, and push Meri back until it finally clicked in his brain what was happening. "Oh crap..." he whispered.
Vaetric was choking!!
Not exactly knowing what to do, Erik looked left, and right, panicking quietly until he felt Meri's back pressed against his chest. He gritted his teeth before placing his arms around Meri's chest, pressing himself more against him in the process. He then started to put more pressure against Vaetric's chest, attempting to get whatever was lodged in his throat out, closing his eyes in the process, and hoping for the best. Some of the customers who weren't nearby looked over again, and started to think other things were going on....
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Post by Vaetric Meri on Jul 6, 2018 4:58:58 GMT -5
Vaetric could feel the lump in his throat, it may have been food before, but now it felt like a rock. Immovable and rough. It felt like it was scraping his delicate tunnel every time he tried to breathe or swallow. He felt his panic rising as Erik took just a little bit longer than he'd prefer to realise what was happening. He was afraid to embarrass the both of them, but the longer the lodge in his throat stayed, the more he was willing to swallow his pride. Or at least be able to. A lack of oxygen can do wonders for someone's social anxiety, or just desperation in general. He felt Erik's embrace behind him, he wasn't quite sure what he should feel about it, but right now he was just a friend helping another in need.
He felt him press against his chest. It was an odd feeling, letting someone grab his stomach or upper body. He'd raised his arms so Erik could get a better leverage to help him. The trickling of water down his throat definitely didn't help in his attempt not to panic. He, by instinct, pressed backwards, urging Erik to press harder. Erik was just exerting pressure on him, which didn't really help. Vaetric remembered that you were supposed to hit the chest or something like that, it was fuzzy due to a growing lack of oxygen. He could feel his face growing redder, he hoped it wouldn't turn blue. He tried to thump Erik's hand, signalling for him to try harder, pushing them away, then trying to bring them back closer. He gave a small glance about, good thing he was already red because he would've lit up in embarrassment as he saw some people looking at them funny. But there wasn't much he could do, he could feel the cold water trickling all down his throat, giving him the urge to cough.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2018 21:21:17 GMT -5
Erik who was gritting his teeth continued to add pressure onto the choking Vaetric's chest. He was not really all that skilled in this department like he wish he could be, but still the green chore boy tried his best! It would be unforgivable if a Marine isn't able to save someone in need, even another marine...a friend. Dubois wasn't thinking much about how odd this all might look, especially coming from him who wouldn't be caught in these sort of situations under...other circumstances. While doing all of this, Erik managed to get one leg over so that Meri was sitting between his legs in hope of getting a better grasp on saving the poor blond. "Wh-what are you..." he felt Vaetric pushing against him, then pushing forward in some sort of rhythm which confused the green haired boy at first, causing him to fluster a bit. It was then it hit him! There was more to this then just applying pressure to the chest.
Dubois attempted to follow the blond's rhythm, and begun beating on Vaetric's chest in the process. Erik still wasn't exactly sure if he's doing this right, but it was better than doing nothing! Hopefully.
As this continued to go on, some of the customers begun to grow disgusted, and decided to leave, still oblivious to what really was happening. Others were just completely baffled to do anything. Cordelia was tending to a customer at another table who just so happened to peek behind her to see the two marines. He then pointed towards them and Cordelia turned around. "What in sam hill..." Cordelia's eye twitched as she begun to march her way over, absentmindedly dropping the food she had for that customer luckily on his table without a mess.
Looks like Auntie is out for blood...
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Post by Vaetric Meri on Jul 10, 2018 6:52:56 GMT -5
This was it. He was going to die now, wasn’t he? His corpse was going to lay in some guy’s arms in the middle of a restaurant who looked disgusted. Whether they were abhorrent of his choking or that Erik seemed to be hugging him. Guess their handshake will be made null, one of them dead before even their first It was an embarrassing situation, some won’t even realise he’s dead until he’d turned purple, maybe. In actuality he had already done so, by now anyone who had thought they were.. Up to something else, would probably have been shown wrong. He felt his life flash before his eyes, being born to coddling foster parents. That was nice. Growing up and learning a few things. That was nice. His actual parents finding him, he thought it’d be nice by the size of their ship. Having to fight his siblings. That wasn’t nice. It was horrible, actually. Fighting a bunch of people you didn’t know, and all of whom were able to beat your butt. The bruises only had just healed a few weeks ago. He doubted even if he survived the predicament, his throat would recover. It felt not only bruised but a little cut.
Then suddenly, he felt a strong squeeze against his chest, Erik had sent a strong tug to his chest, which was already feeling a bit hurt due to the excess pressure. Erik sitll wasn't doing it right, he was just trying to follow his rhythm- without actually doing it right. Finally, however, Erik manages to apply pressure on a spot that actually helps, just below his solar plexus, causing him to cough violently, the near pristine hushpuppy that had been causing him such grief popped out of his throat and onto the plate, the water also causign him to cough further. Seems he'd accidently popped two in his mouth instead of one, and swallowed the other.
"Agh! Ugh.." Vaetric groaned, rubbing his throat for a few moments, before realising he'd been sitting a little bit too near Erik for his tastes. He quickly repositioned himself onto his seat again. "Uffghhhnn.. So embarassing.." He'd mutter to himself, hiding his face behind his face. Well, guess he can't come back to this place ever again. Ever.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2018 21:41:03 GMT -5
This shouldn't end this way. It couldn't end this way! Erik continued on keeping up the rhythm, and applying pressure to the choking blond despite not doing it right. In the back of his mind, Dubois was scolding himself for not ever learning how to perform CPR or the Heimlich maneuver. He knew how he was trying to save his fellow Marine wasn't the right way, but it was the only way he could think of. No matter how wrong it was, Erik wasn't going to give up on anyone. It would go against his nature, go against what his father, and grandfather had taught him! These two made a promise that they would get strong together, and become outstanding Marines. There is no way Erik was going to let something like death get between this.
The more pressure Erik applied, the more grunting that came out of his mouth. Soon his eyes squeezed shut, and he gritted his teeth. He was beginning to fear that none of this will work, and that he'll fail, but still Dubois kept on going until he heard coughing, causing him to quickly open his eyes as he saw the culprit of Vaetric's choking, the hush puppy flee from his mouth, and land on the plate. "Vae...tric?" He glanced over to the blond with his arms unknowingly still around him. Did it really work? Even after Meri quickly removed himself from Erik, the green Marine didn't realize the questionable position they were in. He was still in a state of disbelief which soon turned into a more relieved one. "You're...are you okay!?" Erik asked, placing his hands upon his own knees as he leaned in a little closer. He really did it. He was able to save another life. First that girl back in Logueland, and now his new marine buddy. A small grin appeared on his face as he placed a hand on is chest, sighing in relief. "Almost gave me a heart attack..." he claimed, chuckling lightly.
It was all fine, and dandy that Vaetric made it, but there still appeared to be one more problem....
Dubois begun to realize the eyes looking in the two marine's direction. Puzzled, Erik looked around with an eyebrow raised, trying to figure out what was up. Were they all just really surprised at what happened, at a lost for words? "HEY!" A familiar voice yelled out, startling Erik. He turned to see Cordelia marching on over with a very displeased look on her face...one that reminds Erik of the captain. Dubois then started to tense up, unsure of why she seemed so angry. "You two wanna explain to me what y'all were doing!?" She said, slamming her hands on their table hard enough to cause the plates to bounce a bit. She looked to Vaetric then to Erik. "Customers, or not, I do not tolerate such indecent acts within my establishment!" she claimed, lifting her hands up to crack her knuckles.
"U-uhhh...?"
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