video; un r.hansen

[lefthemisphere]

(( ooc; yeah, my dumbass posted in the wrong community. we rollin' with it lmao ))


[ Chuck looks rumpled, a little dirty from working in the yard - look at him, all domesticated and shit. He's leaning on a shovel and holding his little device up, wipes his brow and flashes a dimpled smile. ]

So, somehow we haven't kicked the bucket this October, right? Everyone still good?


[ he'd finger guns if he wasn't holding the contraption and his shovel. ]

Brilliant. Anyway - Chuck here, I'm way the hell out in Feed, and Ray and I have got a metric fuckton of mushrooms growing around our property. I don't know jack shit about identifying them or knowing what's safe to eat -- any of you lot got any knowledge in that area?

Got a pile of mushrooms and a basket of eggs for ya, if so.

Comments

[fusrodaaaah]

U-um.

No.

Not before... here. It was um. Controlled. Before.

[lefthemisphere]

Huh.

Well. I'll -- bring you some mushrooms to look at, on the beach. A whole bag of 'em.

[fusrodaaaah]

O-oh. Okay. That's - that works!

I will um. I have soup.

[You know, because clearly his mushroom expertise isn't enough, he's got to offer something else too.]

[lefthemisphere]

Brilliant. I'll be by in a tick.

[ with as many mushrooms as he can feasibly carry in a picnic basket. Alllll yours, lizard man. ]

[fusrodaaaah]

Okay.

Okay, I'll be here.

[lefthemisphere]

[ it's hard to believe this is his life sometimes, but Chuck will be there soon, wandering the beach looking for a tent that...someone's living in. He's got a big ol basket of mushrooms to offer. ]

[fusrodaaaah]

[He's not Godzilla, or even close to Godzilla sized. More like a normal-sized human, except with horns. And scales. And a tail. His camp is nothing special, except for the alchemy table in one corner of the space.]

[With the lizard in question working away at it.]

[lefthemisphere]

[ You know, he'd say this is the weirdest shit he's ever done, but since being in Deerington and now here, it really isn't. Not by far.

He picks his way over, mildly disappointed and relieved he isn't meeting a godzilla man, clearing his throat and calling out before getting too close. ]

Melius? That you, mate?

[fusrodaaaah]

Yes!

[It's a perfectly reasonable thing, to call out when you arrive. Chuck isn't even right up close and personal when he does so. But, still, Melius jumps. He bolts up to his feet, alarmed.]

[... he'd have been alarmed if a seagull landed nearby, let's be honest.]

O-oh. Um. Hi.

[lefthemisphere]

[ Sheesh. Jumpy. Chuck holds his hands up, basket swinging from his elbow. ]

It's me. Chuck. With the mushrooms? I brought a bunch of 'em for you.

[fusrodaaaah]

Yes! Yes, um. I remember. We talked. On the thing. Um.

[He shuffles over to stand a bit nearer, and hold a hand out. Like he's supposed to.]

Hi. I um. I can test them. For you.