Mess Hall [1]

[deep_space_final]

Most beings need to eat. Some like to be social while eating. You can do that here. Food arrives through some form of TECHNOLOGY via some panel in the wall.

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[forsoothforsure]

"Why thank you," Loki says, deliberately misunderstanding. "You can tell just by looking, can't you?" He rocks back, one foot on the edge of the table precariously balancing him on the back two legs of the chair. "But seriously, enough about me. What's with the huge axe? A bit, hmm. Anachronistic, isn't it?"

[unicorn_tiger]

Tiger smirks, and turns his attention to his food. This is a good excuse for a pause to think... and it's always easier to tackle new situations when he isn't also trying to remember to Think Like Humans. This means it's time to eat some meat. He fusses with the positioning of the various morsels on his tray before picking whichever he's decided is the best one. When he's done with that, he speaks.

"It is out of place," he agrees. "And I would consider it inappropriate to carry here. I came here suddenly, and might leave suddenly without it."

[forsoothforsure]

"Oh, I see," Loki says, very seriously. "Keep your friends close and your great big axe closer. It makes one think of home, really."

Loki himself does not carry an axe. He doesn't need to. Plus, he probably wouldn't have been allowed.

[unicorn_tiger]

Tiger frowns, ignoring his meal for this pause. "I would like it if my friends were closer. I am far from them, and the axe is only a thing." His frown deepens into an expression of concern. -He- can cope with the weirdness. Other people shouldn't have to. "Your home is also far?"

[forsoothforsure]

Loki stares at him for a moment. He's not sure whether it's disturbing or comforting, how much this is reminding him of his brother. But he's pretty sure he doesn't need the pity party. It is interesting that he can elicit that sort of response in a stranger.

"Oh, yes," he says, widening his eyes just a bit. "As to my friends... I would not say I've been missed, as such."

[unicorn_tiger]

"Oh? Do you miss them?" He's pulling off some mix of fretful and calm, however that works. Cats are good at lazy scrutiny. Also at sneaking another few bites of food into a conversation.

"Well," he says, musingly. "At least there is food. I am also missing my friend's money." Then he realizes this might be a joke -and- true, so he smiles at it.

[forsoothforsure]

"Money's great, isn't it?" Loki beams. "Also, food. Have you tried the milkshakes? Not quite right, but not bad, either. You know, considering." He avoids the initial question. He hadn't, after all, admitted he even has friends. Loki's not above lying, of course, but it's fun when he doesn't have to. It's fun when he does, too, but it's different. "But space, right?" He pauses, seeking the right phrase. "Doesn't that... blow your mind?"