poly_chromatic | 34 - Cluck Cluck Cluck

[ The feed snaps on to a very irritable Karl, sprawled out on a chaise by the pool, a book lying half-open in his lap. There's something of the cooked and crispy variety piled on the table near him. Several somethings. Apparently, Karl thought it simpler to roast the flock of talking chickens than to let them cluck away. ]

[ Glancing at the Device, he scowls, ]

For a limited time only. If you're in the mood for an extra-roasted meal, stop by here and pick it up. No strings. [ He even promises not to attack you. If you leave fast enough. ] Hopefully these feathered rats taste better than the advice they dole out.

[ On cue, a colorful rooster flutters to perch on the chaise. Tilting its head at Karl, it opines, ] Remember, mon ami, you can't court a woman like you’d go at a piece of steak. For many of the fairer sex, less is more. Teasing is pleasing. Light is rig--

[ Cut off by Karl thwacking the bird with his book, matter-of-fact and vicious. Expect the pile of chickens to grow significantly larger. ]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

How simple life would be if everyone had this attitude.

[ He doesn't necessarily mean human food. ]

Well, as long as it's edible, I mean.

Oh, it's quite edible.

[ Despite the shrieking protests of animal abuse he's endured. ]

[Raikov doesn't care. They have to do that up in Groznyj Grad so...]

Good. We'll see how good of a cook you are.

Don't set your expectations too high. It's my first time [ frying something non-human to death ] experimenting with poultry. Much less talking poultry.

Oh dear.

[Raikov hangs up once he's outside and jogs over to Karl]

... Isn't it a bit cool to be lounging by a pool?

[ Karl shrugs a shoulder, leafing absently through his book, ]

It's not something I'm terribly bothered by. [ Chiropterans can't feel the extremes of cold temperature. ]

... You, Nathan, and your weird abilities.

[The current temperature didn't bother Raikov as much either but it was still a bit cold. But enough small talk! The Russian goes straight for the food.

He picks up a piece of chicken(?), inspects it for a moment, then takes a bite out of it. Nomnom. Munch. He swallows and his verdict is...]

Not bad.

Edited 2012-12-20 05:39 (UTC)

[ He watches over the edge of his book with idle interest. Not bad, hm? Then the chickens probably aren't poisonous. He waves a careless hand. ]

By all means, help yourself.

[ He needs to get rid of the carcasses ok. ]

[Never say help yourself because Raikov will eat all of it. Nathan might yell at Karl later because glutton + weak stomach = technocolor yawn. And Raikov is famous for that]

Edited 2012-12-20 06:04 (UTC)

[ This face. ]

[ That is all. ]

[MIGHT WANNA STOP HIM BEFORE HE EATS EVERYTHING ON THE PLATE]

34 - Cluck Cluck Cluck

video;

video;

video;

video;

video;

video/action;;

action;;

action;

action;

action;

action;

action;