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abraxaslogs2022-04-08 10:24 am
subhuman) wrote in abraxaslogs2022-04-08 10:24 am
[OPEN] pizza in the morning, pizza in the evening...
Who: Dante & YOU
When: Throughout the month of April
Where: Castle Thorne
What: Dante has learned "Summon Pizza" and everyone benefits (or do they?)
Warnings: None, will update if needed.
[ Dante has never been a man big on magic. Truth be told, most of his experiences with it have revolved around demons doing shit to make things harder for everyone else and humans getting their hands on things they ought to leave alone. Not good memories, to say the least. So he has been watching most of the goings on in Thorne from a distance.
Until now.
Now, he is finally seeing the benefit. No one has to open the gates of hell or sacrifice virgin blood. No, this comes only from the hole it's left in Dante's stomach, or maybe the pure corners of his heart. It's given him energy and a sense of purpose in a world that seemed so disconnected from what he knew. Finally, finally Dante has something true he can hold onto...
He has pizza.
And it would really be cruel to keep it to himself, wouldn't it? Which is why periodically throughout the month of April, anyone venturing into the banquet hall for the buffet will see a piece of old parchment tacked to the wall near the entrance. ]
[ Interest piqued? Of course it is! The arrow doesn't lie and points to a man in red sitting at one of the banquet tables. He's leaning forward on his elbows, looking quite pleased with himself with several plates stacked up and ready at his left. Though there is a suspicious lack of "pizza" in front of him, there are telltale bread crumbs and a few grease stains on the wooden table.
When approached, Dante will raise his chin and spread his arms wide in welcome. ]
Ah! I see you're also a person of discerning tastes...or did curiosity get the bitter of you? Either way, you've come to the right place. Since this is something of a budding business venture, all items are currently on the house.
[ He's building a loyal customer base as he perfects his...methods. For the wider market.
As he lists each ingredient, he holds up a finger on his left. ]
All pies come with regular crust, decently shredded mozzarella, and marinara. No substitutions. But you do get one topping of your choice. How about that for a deal?
When: Throughout the month of April
Where: Castle Thorne
What: Dante has learned "Summon Pizza" and everyone benefits (or do they?)
Warnings: None, will update if needed.
[ Dante has never been a man big on magic. Truth be told, most of his experiences with it have revolved around demons doing shit to make things harder for everyone else and humans getting their hands on things they ought to leave alone. Not good memories, to say the least. So he has been watching most of the goings on in Thorne from a distance.
Until now.
Now, he is finally seeing the benefit. No one has to open the gates of hell or sacrifice virgin blood. No, this comes only from the hole it's left in Dante's stomach, or maybe the pure corners of his heart. It's given him energy and a sense of purpose in a world that seemed so disconnected from what he knew. Finally, finally Dante has something true he can hold onto...
He has pizza.
And it would really be cruel to keep it to himself, wouldn't it? Which is why periodically throughout the month of April, anyone venturing into the banquet hall for the buffet will see a piece of old parchment tacked to the wall near the entrance. ]
Translation: Tired of the same old medieval fair?
Want all the important food groups in a single bite? (Wow!)
A plate you can eat? (Yes!)
Try Pizza!
This way -->
(Talk to the handsome man in red.)
Want all the important food groups in a single bite? (Wow!)
A plate you can eat? (Yes!)
Try Pizza!
This way -->
(Talk to the handsome man in red.)
[ Interest piqued? Of course it is! The arrow doesn't lie and points to a man in red sitting at one of the banquet tables. He's leaning forward on his elbows, looking quite pleased with himself with several plates stacked up and ready at his left. Though there is a suspicious lack of "pizza" in front of him, there are telltale bread crumbs and a few grease stains on the wooden table.
When approached, Dante will raise his chin and spread his arms wide in welcome. ]
Ah! I see you're also a person of discerning tastes...or did curiosity get the bitter of you? Either way, you've come to the right place. Since this is something of a budding business venture, all items are currently on the house.
[ He's building a loyal customer base as he perfects his...methods. For the wider market.
As he lists each ingredient, he holds up a finger on his left. ]
All pies come with regular crust, decently shredded mozzarella, and marinara. No substitutions. But you do get one topping of your choice. How about that for a deal?
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[ That's one hell of a description. This poor young man is farther gone than Dante would have realized. He really does need help, huh? ]
I don't know what you've been through kid, but I promise you that with just one bite it'll change your life. The cheese is like a warm blanket...creamy and hot.
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[But apparently blood and ashes is not a common curse anywhere but Mat's world. He hasn't heard a single other person utter it. Just another of those little things that hammers home how unique a world he comes from.
Back to the matter at hand...]
And your pitch leaves a great deal to be desired. A creamy and hot cheese blanket sounds terrible. But I will try your abomination anyhow, because admittedly it smells good.
[Besides, he's nothing against the things used to make it. Just generally not all together in this particular format.]
How do you eat it?
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[ Not quite the thing he would say, but Vergil on the other hand...his brother does like that kind of drama. ]
The best way to enjoy a slice of pizza is by picking it right up and shoving it down your gullet! Which means...
[ Thorne, woefully, does not have pizza cutters. Yet. But that will be for his next venture. Instead he's got a regular old chef's knife that he borrowed from the kitchens and has to cut the pizza like one would in ancient times past. (You know, like ancient pizza chefs.)
At least he cuts a sizeable triangular slice for this young man...and one for himself. Got to lead by example, right? Dante picks up his slice by the crust and holds it up above his mouth as he leans back. ]
Like so...
[ And he takes a hearty munch. ]
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[Mat laughs as he shakes his head. What culinary madness is happening in this man's world? He knows he ought not judge, but he can't help it.
This better taste good.]
Alright, alright.
[He takes his own slice, eyeing it skeptically. Yes, this is going to be messy. His poor beard...but nothing for it now. Gingerly, experimentally, he takes a small bite from the narrow end.
Oh. Oh that is good.]
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Dante takes another bite of his slice as he watches Mat, openly curious but discerning in the way that only a veteran "messy hand food" eater can be.
But he knows that look and his mouth quirks at the edges. ]
One bite and you're hooked, huh?
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[Mat is not above admitting he was wrong. His initial judgement had been in error, this odd dish is not the horror he imagined it to be. It is, however, about as messy as he anticipated, and he continues to eat at it cautiously.]
Still think it ought have a proper top crust, though.
[What with it supposedly being a pie. But that's the only flaw he can see, having sampled it for himself.]
Your world have a lot of food like this?
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[ So he's into calzones. Well, Dante can't really blame the guy for that. They're good too even if he still thinks pizza itself is the peak experience. ]
Try folding the slice in half.
[ He demonstrates, creating a little envelope with his own slice and takes a new bite. Then he nods. ]
Oh yeah, though this is definitely the best. When you're a busy guy and just need something to fill your belly and heal your soul at the same time.
[ Dante cocks his head to the side. ]
I take it where you're from is more like...
[ He waves his free hand to the castle in general. ]
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[They aren't even considered anything particular special here, just...tools. Like shovels and hoes and slop buckets. Things everyone has and uses day to day. It's still something Mat's getting used to, despite by now owning angreals of his own. Or whatever the fuck they call their magic items here.]
But there's not enough differences that I've bumbled about in a state of shock for weeks or anything.
[Just a few days.]
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But here they are, both in a weird world far from home. This is why pizza is so important: even a bad pizza is still pizza, and pizza is good.
Dante nods with a thoughtful hum as he takes another bite of the slice. At least he has the manners to finish chewing before he speaks. ]
Is it safe to assume you were one of those people?
[ Or more of a regular Joe type? ]
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[Mat doesn't really know how to answer that question. There isn't an easy answer. Yes and no? Maybe? And anyway, he's just met this guy. He's not about to get into the whole confusing mess with a near-stranger.]
I'm just a kid from a farming village that got caught up in things far over his head. And now I'm here.
[A perfectly honest answer that offers no details. It is all over his head, and he's here in this world now. Where he can get training, unlike back home where he'd be locked away like a rabid animal. Which really is probably best for everyone.]
And still caught in things far over my head.