Thread: The Scarlet Crossing (DeliciousLust & darjeeling)

I I see. It wasnt too large a leap, was it? To think that bakemono, or monsters in general ate meat raw. Surely their digestive systems were a little different, as were the sharp, pointed teeth that denoted a largely carnivorous diet. Of course, that wasnt to say that cooked was out of the question, but usually eating things raw meant it didnt taste quite as good, not to mention the unwelcome diseases like salmonella. Aurelia knew someone who had gotten food poisoning the result had not been pretty nor did it leave a particularly flavorsome bouquet. But having said and done that, Aurelia knew that it had been rude of her to presume. What made it worse was the look she had no choice but to take and the accompanying chuckle that was no doubt more out of politeness than actual entertainment. Thats good, Aurelia continued, not really knowing what she was saying good to. She hoped Mariko wouldnt think too much into it. Good food is hard to come by. Far from a foodie, the redhead still had some pride when it came to what she put in her mouth, but she wasnt about to mention that . Aurelia glanced at her palms sheepishly as Mariko spoke, knowing full well that it was rude to avoid eye contact but she simply couldnt at this point in time. Instead, her golden gaze swept over the slight lines, misjudging the sweeping curve of the life one as it merged seamlessly into a tilting, falling m shaped map. Her other palm held a more prominent shape, but she had no time to consider it as Mariko mentioned something about an issue . Her head snapped up before shaking from side to side. I Aurelias tongue locked itself at the bottom of her mouth, and probably for her own good as she silently considered what was about to be the most clichd response in the history of responses. Or at least as far as what she had said up until now, this one took the cake. I like you as you are. The redhead finished lamely, but Aurelia had already reached the limit as to how bright her face could go. She was somewhat relieved that her cheeks hadnt been sloughed off, but the thought made her somewhat sick so she quickly banished it away. As quickly as she had slinked into her seat, Aurelia stood up with a loud exclamation. This wasnt a caf this was a food-court! Nobody was going to come serve them and they would have passed out from dehydration before anyone noticed. It was a severe reaction to what was a rather minimal problem but Aurelia looked aghast anyway. The plastic chair scraped against sticky tiles as she hurriedly explained, Ill get our drinks! Please dont go anywhere! Her fingers ploughed through her pockets, the jingle of coins wrapped in snug blankets of loose change music to her ears as she stopped, briefly for a split second, before inclining her head and dashing away. Maybe it was rude to leave Mariko alone at their little corner-of-nothing. Maybe it was the fact that suddenly imagining the bakemono naked, by said bakemonos encouragement of course, had been too much for Aurelia to bear and she could really use that cup of coffee. Five minutes passed before she was able to weave back through the thin crowd, hefting two steaming cups. The first she set down in front of Mariko, Extra cream and sugar, right? The other she put in front of her own seat and placed a crinkling, plastic box down too which contained six neatly rounded pieces of chicken sushi. Aurelia muttered a sigh as she sat down and drew her coffee towards her as if it was her lifeline. Its not as crowded as Id thought, she commented. It just looked that way from the amount of eyes in their direction but the redhead found that when she was alone, the looks had dissipated. It had been a queer feeling to be sure but the quickness in which she had retrieved their drinks and her light meal meant that she had no room to complain. You sure you arent hungry?