wotanon | Dreamers After Dark (VII)

[Black, acting shady? He would never.]

[Despite the "everything in a dream seems perfectly logical" thing, his smile turns flat when he realises what the input in his mind is-- it doesn't sit well with him to have another creature in his head. ~~Black how did you expect a robot bird to communicate~~]

Mm, it is my impression that surprisingly many here share your opinion.

[And having it laid out like this, he can't say he doesn't understand. It looks quite enticing.]

[For what it's worth, the bird can't read his thoughts or anything of the kind, only project its own. Chill out, Black, it's not in your head, at worst it's standing outside the metaphorical window yelling things up at your balcony.

The bird tilts its head this way and that: it's apparently taking it a bit to understand what Black means. Look, it's a bird, ok. Deciding that Black seems to mean something good, though, it turns around, fiddles within the corpse for a bit, then jabs its beak in sharply. Then it turns back and walks over to Black again, offering him... a spleen! It's even whole! That's not easy to get out, you know, you have to nudge other things aside first.

The mental input this time is, once again, almost childlike joy. The bird is pretty happy! It's having fun and Black is possibly friend.]

[You mean he shouldn't be suspicious and expect the worst of others? Sounds fake.]

Goodness, [he says, walking closer. Such a pretty spleen. He can't recall having tasting one before, but then again, there are plenty of things he can't remember tasting.] For me? How kind of you.

[He stops right within arm's reach.]

And in exchange?

[There's a feeling of confusion from the bird. Exchange? It stares at Black for a few moments, then stretches its neck out again to offer the spleen.

Gift!]

[There's a brief look of confusion from Black. Free things, no strings attached? What a foreign concept.]

[Well, all right, then. Black accepts the spleen... apparently completely unbothered by his hand getting all sticky and gross in doing so.]

I will take advantage of your generosity, in that case.

[The bird shuffles its feet and wings in a brief little dance. Happy that friend likes!

It'll go back to the corpse now and start pulling out the intestines, laying them out - like someone unpacking a present, almost.]

[The bird is probably very charming with its cute little activity, but sadly Black isn't the man to appreciate it.]

[He does consider the organ in his hand for a moment... before deciding why not. He has no idea how it would taste, after all.

Unceremoniously bites right into it.]

[It tastes... well, it tastes largely of blood! Which is what it mostly contains. The organ itself is soft, like a soaked sponge cake, perhaps; and much like one, too, it oozes the liquid within when Black's teeth break the outer skin.

~~I did my best to look up and figure out what it might taste like, I hope you enjoy it Black~~]

[~~I appreciate all the pleasant googling this research must have entailed.~~

As for Black... Well, it's a new taste, raw and bitter and coppery... and surely the smell of blood is an universally pleasant one? The smell filling his nose certainly adds to the enjoyment, in any case.]

[And while making a mostly-performatory attempt at wiping the blood off his chin,]

My, but what a singular mind, to dream of such a scene as this. [Whoever's dream this is. Not this strange automaton's, surely?]

[~~It was very informative tbh I was smart enough to do it AFTER I had breakfast. Also is Black friends with Absinthe yet~~

But the dream is certainly not the bird's... in a way. It does pause in its task of disassembling Levity's cadaver, looking back at Black curiously and giving a roboty trill. It can't quite form complex concepts yet, so once again the answer Black receives is a general feeling of inquiry. Does Black like the dream? The bird is having fun with it!]

[~~He is not but clearly they need to be bffs and go on food dates.~~]

The taste is quite enjoyable, if that is what you are asking. As is this scenario.

[~~They do. Also Black needs to meet Levity irl somehow, that's gonna be a fun time~~

There's a wave of Happy Feeling from the bird! It's glad Black is enjoying things. It gives another trill, looks from Black to the corpse, then back to Black, then leans down to probe at the body with its beak. Invitation to have more!

Happy. Share!]

[~~I will tag him at the earliest opportunity! Although not in Heart Endgame, because Black would just step over a sleeping rando and continue on his merry way.~~]

[Now, Black doesn't think in these terms, but: this is the nicest anyone has been to him since he arrived in Imeeji. He doesn't deserve being treated nicely, but there it is.

And well, why not? He's done with the spleen; one bite is all you need to figure out the taste of something, and so he drops it on the floor. He kneels next to the body. Has the bird broken the ribcage enough for the heart to be reachable, perhaps?]

Dreamers After Dark (VII)

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im sobbing sebaschan just fucking putting everything in his mouth huh

he's a foodie who can properly taste stuff for the first time ever DON'T JUDGE

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I DON'T THINK BEING A FOODIE MEANS EATING RAW ORGANS!!!

WHY LIMIT YOURSELF

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