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Jenny

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Re: Chasing the past [Theo]
« Reply #40 on: June 18, 2012, 06:26:49 pm »
Tabea watched the man very carefully, forgetting her own food entirely as she watched him unwrap the raw meat and bite into it. It wasn't a matter of disgust or surprise. She had seen... Well, she had seen nonhuman beings whom she treated at her hospital having meals much the same way. She had treated those with canine teeth, and who could only eat raw meat. But they were not human. Or if they were, not entirely so. The doctorlike curiosity was getting the best of her, she realized quickly- she had hardly even listened to him. Tabea looked down, digging into her soup. She was much hungrier than she realized. On her trip to Teinar, she'd barely eaten what she packed, and she didn't anticipate she'd be having her next meal in the Slopes with a strange and mysterious man. Speaking of which. "Can I ask your name?"
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Rastul

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Re: Chasing the past [Theo]
« Reply #41 on: June 18, 2012, 06:39:14 pm »
Theo had nearly finished his first piece of meat, and popped the last bite into his mouth with relish. Contrary to what most predators did, he did in fact take his time chewing the meat. The blood was viscous and had a heady iron taste, and the fat melting in his mouth offered an interesting contrast to the gristle and chewy tendons that thickly penetrated the meat - this was no domesticated Urner, the fat beast that spent its life eating greens and hardly exercising.

He placed the second piece of meat down upon hearing her question and looked at her for a bit. Her outfit certainly left little to be desired. As with the hedonistic traditions of Aedolians, the clothing seemed to leave just the right amount to the imagination, even for a formal uniform.

"Theo."

He took a bite.

"Kynes."

Luckily, food distracted him from the other urging of the flesh.
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Jenny

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Re: Chasing the past [Theo]
« Reply #42 on: June 20, 2012, 06:04:30 am »
As was quickly becoming habit, Tabea kept a focused and interested gaze on the man. She wanted to know more about him, and that wish wouldn't die easily, what with the focus of her life being medicine, science, and magic. Knowledge was important to her. Without it, she felt a bit off-kilter. And there were already more than enough factors at play in this moment to make her off-kilter without having a mysterious companion.

The name helped. A bit. It was good to know it, at least, Tabea thought before having a bit more of her soup. Nice to meet you seemed like a strange phrase for the moment, so she stayed quiet.
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Rastul

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Re: Chasing the past [Theo]
« Reply #43 on: June 20, 2012, 07:49:17 am »
At length, Theo wolfed down the second piece. Eating the first had awakened some sort of appetite in him, so he spent less time savouring the flavour and dug into it instead, taking large bites and swallowing without chewing. It was the habit of a typical carnivorous predator, to eat as quickly as possible lest their portion be stolen by a nearby pack mate.

The meal finished, he turned his attention to a collection of crunchy, purple coloured tubers laying next to the meat. He snapped off a small piece with his teeth, pop!, and chewed it ruminatively. The pupils in his eyes, glassy and unfocused for most of the meal, sharply came into focus as he felt her gaze on him. Slowly, they drifted up, still in a food stupor, until they were at plane with hers, boring into eyes. There was nothing particular with the way he returned his stare, but it had the feeling of a sated predator, an animal who normally might have been a coiled steel spring, unpredictable and ready to kill at a whim. Now, it was simply a curious gaze, perhaps beckoning for questions or other after-meal indulgences.

He cupped his chin on one hand, his mouth turned down in his characteristic emotionless frown, the cloak still laying neatly folded behind him. Although at first impression his body appeared to push the sand-suit outwards, making it more skin tight than it was supposed to be, his musculature was surprisingly gaunt, like a body builder turned monk. His skin, if it could have been looked at, would be tanned and smooth, hairless but leathery. Most of that could be seen in his wiry fingers, the tendons sharply outlined, the knuckles scarred and a darker brown than the rest of his skin. It was unclear whether most of this was due to neglect or simply from the unkindness of space and space suits. What was clear was that his body had adapted to the environment; in a more temperate climate with better food, he could have easily filled out his frame. Yet his body seemed to know that now was not the time to be adding muscle aggressively, that in a desiccated, food-sparse environment, it was better to be lean and efficient.

The frown was somewhat lightened by a bulge in his cheek as he chewed the vegetable. His head bobbed up and down on his chin in time with his jaw.
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Jenny

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Re: Chasing the past [Theo]
« Reply #44 on: June 23, 2012, 04:08:12 pm »
As Theo continued to eat ravenously and enthusiastically, Tabea chose to keep her gaze down as she ate her food. The man's actions did nothing to repulse her, they had only sparked her curiosity as a doctor and scientist. Yet, she felt it would be rude to continue staring at him. She wondered how her mannerisms would be different, had she stayed in Teinar. She could feel Theo's gaze on her, and she was sure that he wouldn't consider staring to be 'rude'. But for about half of her life, Tabea had lived in Haviah and thus been conditioned by their own standards for good manners and such. Teinar had never had such a concept. People were free to act as they wished. That was a positive, she asserted, and yet she couldn't help but find Teinar barbaric after years in Haviah. It was a scary sentiment- Tabea hadn't anticipated to feel this way towards her home, and she could only imagine how her feelings would have changed towards her parents. She hoped not at all.

Her soup finished, Tabea pushed the bowl to the side slowly and turned her gaze upwards, watching as Theo ate the vegetables slowly. With his cloak off, she could focus on certain details of his appearance that gave her a better idea of his background and such. He had the skin of a worker, especially one of space. She'd seen many people from terraforming expeditions with such similar traits. He had the body structure of a worker too, though he seemed awkwardly lean. Poor? Starving? Words crossed her mind rapidly and she could barely compartmentalize them in a satisfactory way. She also didn't want to ask questions.
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Rastul

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Re: Chasing the past [Theo]
« Reply #45 on: June 23, 2012, 04:26:59 pm »
Snap! Another piece of the tuber made its way into his mouth, and he continued to chew it. The vegetable was crunchy and had a somewhat sweet, earthy taste, with a bit of spicy herbal aftertaste.

He quirked an eyebrow.

"We can talk, you know. It's not like I don't like talking."

It was just that he didn't have many opportunities to.
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Jenny

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Re: Chasing the past [Theo]
« Reply #46 on: June 23, 2012, 04:45:49 pm »
Tabea was surprised at Theo's next words (it was almost as if she was having her mind read, which she was used to in her line of work), and her face showed it, though she quickly regained control over her expression and smiled. She knew Theo wasn't psychic- she hadn't sensed it. He was just being... thoughtful-though she was hard pressed to use that word, it didn't suit him at all. "Ah.. yes. I think too much," she admitted, "Though I'm not sure what to say."
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Rastul

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Re: Chasing the past [Theo]
« Reply #47 on: June 23, 2012, 05:09:39 pm »
Theo almost seemed disappointed. Just a little. Perhaps he had been hoping to strike up conversation with a female, perhaps it was just the hormones, the virus, the disease working its subtle magic on his mind.

He stood up, and swirled the cloak around him once more, signalling his intent to continue.

"That's fine too."
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