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ROCKET. ([personal profile] respiting) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2024-01-03 06:17 pm (UTC)

nervously sweats as i come back here 84 years later (pls feel free to ignore)

Yeah, sure, the technology's there but that don't mean the interest is. Or the time. Depends on what you're doing.

[ If you're thieving things or saving the world, and not necessarily in that order, sitting down to a wholesome full-flavoured meal goes a little low on the priority scale.

But whatever the hell else Claude's been talking about gets tossed right out the freakin' window. Spice? We don't know her, because once that first little taste of hot spice has made its way around his mouth, Rocket finds that he absolutely hates it.

And it's all he can taste and smell and sense. He thought he was above this. He thought he could take anything.

(Turns out that even raccoonoids with altered DNA still don't like spice.) ]


What the hell is this? Is this poison?

[ He makes to spit out globules of saliva and rubs at his snout with both claws. ]

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