Guess Daan has to eat at some point. So he does end up going to the refectory at some point, but when there's the least amount of people around -- preferably zero, but hey.
So you just get this one dude in a blanket sitting far off in a corner picking away at his sad sad garbage food. At some point, he just stops, and puts his head in his hand. This really is going to be how it is for a while. ]
Pickles has a little device comfortably hanging off a strap around his neck and he goes to lightly nudge Daan's... leg? Back? Wherever he can reach with his snoot to try and get his attention with a whine. ]
[ It's a friend... he glances down, a little started by the sudden touch, but easing when he sees who it is. ]
Good day...
[ Or a bad one. You might be able to see a bit of writing where the blanket doesn't cover, especially down low around his legs, reading things like RITUAL and UNKNOWN GOD. ]
[ Pickles sees those words forming on the legs and ponders for a moment before whining a little. If Daan's hand is within reach, he'll give it a small lick. mlem. ]
[ Licced. His brain is caught in a struggle of whether he should wipe that hand because in theory he was eating, but he just ends up giving Pickles a pet on the head instead. ]
...Are you beholden to eating the same slop the rest of us are? Or do they give you something unique better fit for your diet...
I'm not a vet, but I'm pretty sure we don't eat the same.
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Guess Daan has to eat at some point. So he does end up going to the refectory at some point, but when there's the least amount of people around -- preferably zero, but hey.
So you just get this one dude in a blanket sitting far off in a corner picking away at his sad sad garbage food. At some point, he just stops, and puts his head in his hand. This really is going to be how it is for a while. ]
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Pickles has a little device comfortably hanging off a strap around his neck and he goes to lightly nudge Daan's... leg? Back? Wherever he can reach with his snoot to try and get his attention with a whine. ]
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Good day...
[ Or a bad one. You might be able to see a bit of writing where the blanket doesn't cover, especially down low around his legs, reading things like RITUAL and UNKNOWN GOD. ]
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[ Pickles sees those words forming on the legs and ponders for a moment before whining a little. If Daan's hand is within reach, he'll give it a small lick. mlem. ]
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...Are you beholden to eating the same slop the rest of us are? Or do they give you something unique better fit for your diet...
I'm not a vet, but I'm pretty sure we don't eat the same.
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The puppy thinks it tastes bad, but it is edible. ]
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...Pardon?
[ What. What was that. He looks at the device around Pickles's neck. ]
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Woof.
[ The puppy introduces you to Doggie, the best dog translating device built by Mr. APPLe.
Pickles snorts when it says "best". Clearly, he doesn't think so. ]
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[ What the fuck is this kind of technology. That's crazy. ]
How would you rate the accuracy of this device?
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Pickles snorts again.
The puppy thinks Doggie is the best tra--
Pickles interrupts it by smacking it with his paw. Silence. ]
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[ Mr. Apple...... at least it sounds like a real name though so he can't like. Totally judge that. ]
Fascinating regardless. Guess this will make communicating easier, especially considering you're essentially an equal to us here.
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Pickles huffs and looks over at Daan's food. Is he going to finish that? Pickles hopes so. ]
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He offers Pickles a bit of bland bread? ]
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Pickles moves his head from side to side and gently paws Daan's leg. You eat it. ]
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Sure. He'll try to swallow down this bread despite his lack of appetite. ]
...You're right. It does taste bad.
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[ The puppy recommends food intake. ]
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I've been trying...
But I really don't feel that hungry. It's almost strange, actually. Or maybe I got used to that city's strange effects.
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I was only there a few days, but it was like the place was draining me, and the days felt awfully long...
Starvation in a matter of hours.
I really don't feel too hungry in comparison to that.
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...Sorry boy. Don't mean to be talking about grim things all the time. Guess it's hard to not.
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I wasn't always like this...
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The puppy is aware that time and events changes everyone and wishes you can be happy again. ]
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That's a high ask. He doesn't say that though, just petting doggo. Don't be sad... ]
Thank you. Come on now.
I'll eat if you have a bit of bread.
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...Simple tasks really are easier if you do them in a group, huh...
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