Our Avatars Were In A Room Together: The RP

-Nods-

-Seems to enjoy it-

(smiles, and eats alongside Cloud, though he makes sure to give way to Cloud when needed)

-Makes an effort not to take much-

(is, awkwardly enough, doing the same thing)

So how much is this gross excuse for a meal costing us?

-KARKAT-

-FROM OUTTA NOOOOOWHEEEEERE-

-By which I mean he probably fucked off somewhere and then found his way in here-

Hopefully not too much. I had tried to choose one of the cheaper meals.

But, since we've already bought it, please help yourself, Karkat.

What the hell is this thing anyway?

-Gets a chunk for himself and looks it over before popping it in his mouth-

Tofu. A soy bean product. Soft, almost gelatinous to the touch, often savory in taste...

-Chewin'-

-His expression gradually slips into mild unease as he forces his chunk down-

Yeah, Ky, hate to break it to you, but I'm pretty sure this tofu thing falls just shy of the "savory" line.

Hm, well, take of it what you will, but a meal is a meal.

Oh gosh!

...

-starts eating-

-wonders where her little Feyline friend got off to-

I think I would have rather kept to the campfire barbeque than eat this.

How'd the sale go for the meat anyway? Would a little bit off the side have been noticeable?

-he's sitting over there, Fen-

-in post-delicious-fish-platter euphoria-

The sale went 'without a hitch' as they say. Cloud cut it quite masterfully, and I don't think any missing portion of it was noticed.

Well alright, how much did we get out of it?

-takes her GIANT STEAK-

-and sits by him-

Hey.

400 Zenny. I am unfamiliar with the economy here, but if that is the price of a good quality cut, I would say we were paid well. There are still other parts of the beast to sell, correct?

Agh, gonna call it a day here. G'night folks.

Ragna's sitting by himself

LOOKING AT MENUS

Hmm...

-Stares at the tofu some more and thinks-

-Ragna-

-Where the fuck did Lemongrab come from and why is he looking over your shoulder-

....!?

-SUPRISED FLAIL-

MREOW! I-I didn't steal nothin'!!

....Huh? Oh, Fen!

-The door to the diner slowly creaks open, and in walks a trio of men-

-One is of average height and mild girth. He's dressed in tattered slacks, a tropical shirt, and a simple straw hat. He's very reminiscent of a bayou fisherman.-

-Standing behind him are two towering, brutish fellows in overalls, wearing kelbi masks-

-He walks into the diner and approaches the counter, a warm smile on his face. The two men follow closely behind him-

-Watches them-

...?

-He speaks in a hushed, dulcet tone to the French Feyline, you can't quite make out what he's saying, but it's apparent he's just ordering food-

-The cat is courteous, but he's also clearly very frightened of the two scary looking overalled men-

-The hat-wearing man smiles and nods, and the trio silently sit at a table-

(notices them, but seems to pay them no mind)

...

-Takes another small bite of tofu-