APRIL EVENT: YOU HAVE NO POWER OVER ME (EPILOGUE)

[sailmods]

[one by one, they are brought out of the dream, finding themselves in a brightly lit world of sand and broken glass, of familiar faces and audible relief.

as they pass through the crew quarters, they may notice that some tubes seem to be unoccupied, merely sand and empty air.

when they finally push open the heavy door, they find themselves on deck zero. the familiar terrain of the Serena Eterna. they never really left at all.

it is still and quiet; none of the usual ghostly presences can be found anywhere on the ship; in fact, it seems as if there’s barely enough of… whatever it is to keep the lights on, and they’ll find that all internal locations are dimly lit, making it difficult to search them. and they will be searching.

because Fio wasn’t in any of the tubes.

and neither was the Captain.

and Sparkles is somewhere to be found.]

Comments

[theotherright]

Shawarma?

[ Curiously. Shawarma wasn't really established in the USA of Arthur's time, and he doesn't think he's encountered it on the ship, at least not knowingly. ]

[ossie_oswald]

A sort of method of roasting meat on an upright grill, which is then cut into slices, and wrapped in flatbread along with lettuce and tomatoes and onions, among other things, and topped with sauces. The epitome of hangover food: greasy, flavorful, and arguably nutritious. Ah- bloody hell, now I want one.

[theotherright]

[ Oh this. This is the face of a man who wants to try shawarma now. ]

God, now you've made me hungry.

[ Or maybe that's the month in suspended animation talking...... ]

I wonder if one could approximate it using food from the buffet. I suppose it would all be in whether the right sauces are available.

[maximumcake]

You are both making me so hungry!

Hm. Maybe I can try to reproduce it. Hard to do with already cooked meat, though, since the way it's cooked makes all the difference.

[And no he is NOT willing to go ask Siffleur for a donation.]