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[ That gets another laugh out of Erron. ]

Not bad. I'm going to skin this now, get some grub in you.

[ Which means, step back before he goes and starts skinning this son of a bitch.

He took a small knife, and started to skin the animal to reveal flesh, bone and viscera. Erron was a pro, because it only took him five minutes before expertly portioned pieces of meat were laying in front of them, with a small pool of blood being soaked into the sand. ]

It's either stew or barbeque on the menu tonight.

[Man, last couple times Daria went something resembling camping, it was awful among awful. For one, it was with her folks. That always brought disaster. The berries her family ate and the helicopter evacuation was icing on the cake.

Then it was the school trip to the mountain, and she was sure she was going to freeze to death, or starve.

She wasn't with her family, and she wasn't going to freeze or starve.

Not like she liked camping to begin with, but this was really far less disastrous.]

Now you're spoiling me. All I ever eat at my house for dinner is frozen lasagna in fear of the one day my dad would burn our house down in the name of some new military cookbook he bought online.

[And yeah, she was saying that as he was skinning the food like that. It didn't really bother Daria too much, not anymore.]

... Frozen lasagna?

[ Erron looks confused. What is that? ]

Frozen pasta with marinara sauce filled with preservatives and processed cheese.

[A brief pause.]

But, as I said, much better than dealing with my dad's cooking.

Dare I say you catching meat and then cooking it might hurt his ego more than he does to himself.

[ He's just going to shrug, because all he's getting out of this is that in the future, they ate some really weird shit.

Right, now time to cook this beast up. Don't mind if Erron just starts turning out a whole feast of barbequed meat, even turning the innards into something semi-palatable. Or at the very least, smelled it. ]

[Damn, maybe she was serious. Maybe Erron would make her dad jealous. As he was cooking, she was writing in her notebook, leaving them both at some peace.

I can't believe I'm actually about to eat what was killed in front of me a few hours ago.

She couldn't believe a lot of things today but, in the end of the day, it did prove to be great writing material.

Great short story material apparently, she had been ruffling through page after page.]

[ Erron is probably old enough to be her dad. ~~Not like that's stopped him hitting on her~~. But regardless, soon enough Erron is pulling away from the fire with a nicely roasted lump of meat, coated in barbecue sauce. He sets it between them and hands her half a loaf of bread and a knife on a steel plate.

He felt a little awkward really, because he's never really shared these kinds of meals with just one person. Normally it's a whole gang of people and the silence is a little deafening.

So he coughs, trying to disguise his awkwardness because goddamn. He is decent with people.

In short bursts.

Usually.

Maybe not. ]

[Erron probably beat her dad by a few hundred years still. ~~Not like that's stopped her from thinking he's cute.~~

They seemed to spend a long time being quiet. Erron did his thing and she did hers.

With Erron and his decency and awkwardness, she was dealing with her own. They were both such outcasts in a relate-able way. Daria was sardonic and so out there in terms of mannerisms even she was aware of it sometimes.

Maybe she started writing because of that sparking inspiration. Or maybe because it was hard to really show a certain emotion and she couldn't find it in her to break the ice. When Erron started handing out the food, the fresh bread in front of her in particular, she knew she had to say something.]

...Hey, if it wasn't really apparent before....thanks.

Eh.

[ Wow, what a very eloquent reply, Erron. ]

This was my idea, I gotta take some responsibility for it. You don't seem bored though.

[ Please like the Taigore meat, it's just like beef but more game-y in flavour. Erron's tried to make it more palatable to Earthrealm palettes though whether he succeeded is a different manner all together. ]

I can definitely still say this place is much better than Lawndale. Take that for what that's worth.

[She took a bite of the meat, and then another. Then another.]

I just know it took you a few sweet talks to even get me here.

[This food was good, she was going to keep eating it.]

I'm a sweet talker.

[ Erron sat down next to Daria, his own meal in front of him. He reached up and took his hat off, setting it in front of him. Then he reached up again to put his hands behind his head.

A moment later, his mask was off in his hand and he was rubbing his chin. Sure he didn't really need to eat, but he enjoyed it. Plus there's something satisfying about eating your own prey. ]

[Daria almost made another remark about that sweet talking thing he was so skilled at when Erron removed his mask.

She...had never seen that mask off.

Huh.]

Oh wow, you have a face under there. That's good to know.

[ Erron frowns. He's got a bit of stubble and there's a difference between the tanned and covered areas but he's not terrible looking. In fact, he thinks he's pretty great looking. ]

'Course I got a face.

[ He looks up at Daria, eyebrow raised questioningly. ]

What kind of freak do ya taking me for?

[~~Fairly good looking, not that Daria was looking. Nope.~~ Daria simply shrugged. She remembered how everyone acted when she got contacts and shocked literally everyone.]

Just never saw you with that off is all.

[She said that in a way that suggested that it was a pretty cool thing.]

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[ ~~He is Kotal Kahn's stripper cowboy, of course he looks good even with the mask off.~~ He'll just start slicing his bread now, thank you. ]

Eh.

[ He makes himself a sandwich and takes a bite out of it. ]

Can't eat with the thing on. They ain't like your glasses.

Except I'd be without a different, but also crucial, human sense.

[She took another bite, and thank you, sir.]

I tried the contacts thing, decided against it.

{ Give Erron a minute as he squints at you, he's just trying to figure out how you'd look without them.

After a moment, he seems satisfied so he's just gonna straight back to his sandwich. ]

[Daria squinted back, and when he returned to his sandwich.

She removed her glasses.

So whenever Erron looked again, poof. Gone.]

[ Oh, well.. her eyes seemed... smaller? When Erron looks up, he tilts his head. Not like it was a bad thing. ]

What is this, honesty hour? Am I gonna have to take off my shirt next?

[~~Not that she could see.~~ Daria didn't expect really all that much from that little social experiment, she put back on her glasses and sighed. Just like all the others, they just get so confused at Daria without her glasses. Not that she wanted to be vain just now, or fill a different kind of curiosity. Not at all.]

Unless if you have the uncanny desire for third degree burns, I can trust there's nothing dishonest under all of those clothes.

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Nope, just the chest of a man who has seen too much.

[ said in all seriousness as he takes another bite of his sandwich. ]

And a chest that won't have an intense sunburn, hopefully.

[She just finished eating her food, and was...really satisfied with it.]

[ Erron's just finishing up, he's enjoying it. Plus he'll let Daria enjoy his face, it's not like she enjoyed it often because his mask is very useful. Especially if you're an outlaw. ]

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[And she got that, she didn't mind it for that very reason. ~~Although, that face.~~]

Well I have to hand it to you, if I ever ate meat I saw get killed and then cooked almost right after, I would say that was probably the best I had. All in all, a great day.

[ Colour Erron shocked. He raises his eyebrow again in her direction. Part of him wanted to say that it was sarcasm speaking on Daria's part but... he could believe that it wasn't either. Especially with the way she ate everything and kept it down. ]

It's a thing for your journal. Not like you got hurt either.

[ He's gonna ignore the fact that he was the one who got hurt here. ]

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i literally cannot handle these two

omg i thought i replied to this

is cool <33333

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