Moping

[Jeni]

"Wow. That's quite a specific process. And all for just having a meal? Something she does regularly. If I did that for every time I wanted to eat something, I think I might die of hunger before I even decided what I wanted to eat or where to actually find it." He replied with a laugh.

[Amaranth]

Demitri grinned. "Yes, Norai is very special..." He paused. "That reminds me," he said. Speaking of food, I came down here because I was hungry..."

[Jeni]

"Well there's plenty of food around here." Zeth said with a grin as he guestured at the various cupboards and such. "Pretty much anything you would like, you can find it somewhere in here. There's things in here that I don't even want to know what they are."

[Amaranth]

"I probably would," Demitri admitted as he opened a cupboard and looked through it. "I have very, erm, strange tastes." He shook his head. "People often run away screaming when they get a glimpse of what I'm eating. Certain types of blue mold taste, to me, excellent on certain salads and fish..."

[Jeni]

Blue mold. Where had Zeth seen blue mold... That's right! Amaranth had fed him so blue moldish meatish type thing once. And it actually hadn't been all that bad. It had smelled worse than it tasted. "Well, I'm sure there are others around here who like it too, otherwise it wouldn't be stocked in the cupboards." He chuckled.

[Amaranth]

"It's in the cupboards?" Demitri looked at Zeth blankly, then looked again. "No it isn't... you have to cultivate it magically. If left too long, it becomes poisonous..."

[Jeni]

"Well, maybe not that specific kind, I was talking more in general. There's some pretty strange stuff around. I could see why that kind of mold wouldn't be in the cupboards, we wouldn't want anyone to get poisoned. That would surely not end well."

[Amaranth]

"Unless, of course, you want someone dead," Demitri pointed out. "Spies, and such... Though generally spies are trained in poisons before they're sent out... Ow." He'd cut his hand on an open can which appeared to have originally contained beans. However, someone had put a piece of paper over the label and written in crayon, "exploding bacon."
"Exploding... bacon...?"

[Jeni]

Zeth rolled his eyes. "Aeos' bacon. Don't touch it. It really does explode, I've seen him use it." He said with a small chuckle. "He got Reka to help him create it one day and then he made a mess of the Guild Hall."

[Amaranth]

"I think it's empty..." Demitri said. He reached for it. "I'll just get rid of the can..." He picked it up and brought it out, peering inside.
It wasn't quite empty.
The last piece of bacon exploded in his face.
"...Ow..."

[Jeni]

Zeth laughed despite himself. "Well, now you get to see it's effects first hand." He said, looking at the small peices of bacon that still clung to Demitiri's face and hair. "Aeos really shouldn't leave that stuff around... it's quite dangerous. It also makes me think twice about eating any bacon served for breakfast."

[Amaranth]

"That... hurt... Ow..."
He gingerly threw out the can. "Okay. I knew Aeos was insane when I met him when I was here before, but that's just going a little overboard... He still sleeps under tables, right?"

[Jeni]

"Yes, he still does, and quite often." Zeth said with a nod. "I really don't understand how he finds it so comfortable. I even heard him arguing about it with Jeni, saying he'd get her to sleep under one sooner or later."

[Amaranth]

"He's always done that, though... The bacon... that's new... I'm just relieved he doesn't drink.... A drunk Aeos... Oh, dear..."

[Jeni]

"Actually...." Zeth started, thinking back. "There was that one time he and Khe burst into the Guild, drunk beyond belief, bottles in hand and stumbling around the Guild Hall. It was quite a sight."