MEANWHILE, OUTSIDE THE COMMAND CENTER
There was still a mingling crowd within the cargo bay as 'scattered' shared hopeful glances, worried looks, and paranoid curiosity. Some broke out into conversation, microcosms forming in real time, whether it be based on looks or power or lack thereof. The presentation had unsettled a good portion of the 'scattered', the look of impossibility etched upon their visage— but a few were hyped, moved by Alec's rousing speech.
One such 'scattered' made his way through the crowd at top-notch speed, towards a corridor he had snuck into a few days prior. The short, squat, and pleasantly pink-in-the-face man wore a funky little white hat, a magnificent mustache, and wielded a ladle like a mighty sword. One that was perhaps passed down, as anyone who'd seen him before had seen him white-knuckling the damascus patterned ladle as if it were going to jump out of his grasp and throw itself into the black of the cosmos.
"OI!" The man shouted above the din, smashing his ladle into a button that hissed out a gout of air. Behind him, a panel slid backwards, revealing a corridor beyond. The air that rushed out was stale and perhaps a bit acrid, but the soft lighting was unlike most of the Pathfinder; it was inviting, welcoming, warm. Gustave had a dream… but it would take more than just him to bring it to fruition.
"Listen up, my fellow lost adrifters! I need volunteers to help reclaim a culinary catastrophe! There's a mess hall just down this way, one that's in absolute shambles. Together we can transform this forsaken space into a symphony of sizzling pans and a masterpiece of culinary creativity— a gathering place for all of us to enjoy a warm, nutritious meal!"
He inhaled, his deep reverberating tone traveling across the entire cargo bay.
"Once you see the state of this kitchen… Yes, yes, the task before us is daunting— the grime and grease seemingly insurmountable, but I say to you: where there is grease, there is glory! Stand with me, please, and roll up your sleeves, for today, we do not merely clean - we create! We bring life back to these forgotten stoves, these neglected tables, these abandoned halls!"
There was a long awkward silence after Chef Gustave's impassioned plea for assistance, but before the silence could dampen his spirits he turned on his heel and paved the way forward. The hallway was a short one, less than fifty feet long and at the end were two openings. The left seemed to be more of a kitchen, the right more of a mess hall, but either side would congregate into a wide open space when traversed. Dust and grime were everywhere, tables and chairs too, half overturned and crumbled, while utensils were strewn about haphazardly. The curved windows in the front room were covered with a layer of filth and mire so thick that it had taken Gustave scraping it clean to realize what they were a few days back. Staring out at the stars made him realize they could use this— he could use this!
After all, a good meal made the day end so much sweeter.
There was still a mingling crowd within the cargo bay as 'scattered' shared hopeful glances, worried looks, and paranoid curiosity. Some broke out into conversation, microcosms forming in real time, whether it be based on looks or power or lack thereof. The presentation had unsettled a good portion of the 'scattered', the look of impossibility etched upon their visage— but a few were hyped, moved by Alec's rousing speech.
One such 'scattered' made his way through the crowd at top-notch speed, towards a corridor he had snuck into a few days prior. The short, squat, and pleasantly pink-in-the-face man wore a funky little white hat, a magnificent mustache, and wielded a ladle like a mighty sword. One that was perhaps passed down, as anyone who'd seen him before had seen him white-knuckling the damascus patterned ladle as if it were going to jump out of his grasp and throw itself into the black of the cosmos.
"OI!" The man shouted above the din, smashing his ladle into a button that hissed out a gout of air. Behind him, a panel slid backwards, revealing a corridor beyond. The air that rushed out was stale and perhaps a bit acrid, but the soft lighting was unlike most of the Pathfinder; it was inviting, welcoming, warm. Gustave had a dream… but it would take more than just him to bring it to fruition.
"Listen up, my fellow lost adrifters! I need volunteers to help reclaim a culinary catastrophe! There's a mess hall just down this way, one that's in absolute shambles. Together we can transform this forsaken space into a symphony of sizzling pans and a masterpiece of culinary creativity— a gathering place for all of us to enjoy a warm, nutritious meal!"
He inhaled, his deep reverberating tone traveling across the entire cargo bay.
"Once you see the state of this kitchen… Yes, yes, the task before us is daunting— the grime and grease seemingly insurmountable, but I say to you: where there is grease, there is glory! Stand with me, please, and roll up your sleeves, for today, we do not merely clean - we create! We bring life back to these forgotten stoves, these neglected tables, these abandoned halls!"
There was a long awkward silence after Chef Gustave's impassioned plea for assistance, but before the silence could dampen his spirits he turned on his heel and paved the way forward. The hallway was a short one, less than fifty feet long and at the end were two openings. The left seemed to be more of a kitchen, the right more of a mess hall, but either side would congregate into a wide open space when traversed. Dust and grime were everywhere, tables and chairs too, half overturned and crumbled, while utensils were strewn about haphazardly. The curved windows in the front room were covered with a layer of filth and mire so thick that it had taken Gustave scraping it clean to realize what they were a few days back. Staring out at the stars made him realize they could use this— he could use this!
After all, a good meal made the day end so much sweeter.
The Evrensel Conflict Presents....
PROJECT CLEAN UP
Starring:
@Apothecary Bruce as Caleb Pike
@ThePotatoGod as Michinaga Azuma
@Wade Von Doom as Deadpool
PROJECT CLEAN UP
Starring:
@Apothecary Bruce as Caleb Pike
@ThePotatoGod as Michinaga Azuma
@Wade Von Doom as Deadpool
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