06-09-2017, 01:31 PM
The half naked man continued to keep his perfect posture even while sitting, somethings never stopped even when you've been on vacation, or freed from a prison without bars or a key. He tested each food before agreeing with his choices in his life and took a large bite next. If he could fit the whole thing in his mouth, in it would go; leaving him with puffed out cheeks for the first few chews before he could adjust the crushed ingredients with his tongue and cheek to continue with eating it again. He was in mid decinstruction of something with a lot of rice when the other man came and sat down. Dust looked up and saw his face, and then noticed the strong bloody scent around him. He didnt think it was just the smear of whatever individual was brave enough to attack him. Hokori, however, was used to the smell so he didn't much flinch.
He did make quick of his food, to be a better conversationalist, which momentarily baffeled him once more. He wanted to make a good enough impression to these people, but in the past he would have decided that not talking at all was better than his commanders getting thier panties in a bunch from some mogrel getting 'uppity'. "Giant what? Where?" He asked, ignoring the naked comment - or at least so distracted enough by the idea of a giant calamari walking about. Or in his own mind, crawling about. "No. I did not." He sounded sad by this thruth. "It would have been something to see, I suppose." He frowned before sipping his ice water, turning to his eating companion. "Where are my manners?" Indeed, he never needed them until now. "My name is Hokori(Dust)." He offered, then bowed respectfully but careful not to faceplant into either of their plates of food. He held it there until the man in front of him said something, before sitting back up and one more bow - a praying bow generally done for thanking someone and then he took one more drink before looking back at his new company as if expecting more conversation while he put the last plate on the growing pile.
He did make quick of his food, to be a better conversationalist, which momentarily baffeled him once more. He wanted to make a good enough impression to these people, but in the past he would have decided that not talking at all was better than his commanders getting thier panties in a bunch from some mogrel getting 'uppity'. "Giant what? Where?" He asked, ignoring the naked comment - or at least so distracted enough by the idea of a giant calamari walking about. Or in his own mind, crawling about. "No. I did not." He sounded sad by this thruth. "It would have been something to see, I suppose." He frowned before sipping his ice water, turning to his eating companion. "Where are my manners?" Indeed, he never needed them until now. "My name is Hokori(Dust)." He offered, then bowed respectfully but careful not to faceplant into either of their plates of food. He held it there until the man in front of him said something, before sitting back up and one more bow - a praying bow generally done for thanking someone and then he took one more drink before looking back at his new company as if expecting more conversation while he put the last plate on the growing pile.
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"Centurion: I'll leave you to your work then Dust. Thanks for chatting!
Me: no problem. stay awesome!
Centurion: It's more of a passive ability"