[Voice]

[thelastb1]

[A robotic, yet expressive voice speaks over the radio.]

If I could just ask everybody following this Convoy, for no particular reason...

What's your favorite food?

[There's a pause, before he adds]

Unless you're Akihiko. If you're Akihiko, stop listening. [He means that last part in a sort of tongue-in-cheek way, except that he has neither of those things.]

Comments

voice

[flowersnjunk]

Don't really got one. Grub's grub at the end of the day, innit? Just so long as it's nice and hot, right off the cooker!

[thelastb1]

Hey now, food's not just grub. There's snacks. There's cuisine. There's refreshments. There are other categories to this, and the distinctions are important!

[flowersnjunk]

There's grub, there's grub, and there's grub, ya mean?

[The shit-eating grin is heavily implied.]

[thelastb1]

No. [His tone is neutral, but he draws out all two letters of the word just slightly.]

Besides, you have to have some kind of preference. [Even he has favorites among the things he can "eat," so to speak, and he's a droid.]

Voice

[guidemyway]

Cookies-

No, Strawberries.

No, double chocolate sundae with sprinkles, caramel, peanuts, hot fudge!

No, bacon!

Wait- This isn't fair! You can't just make me choose something like this!

[thelastb1]

Hey, I didn't mean you had to pick just one!

[guidemyway]

Then how many can I pick?

voice

[bufudine]

[...Ok he has to know.]

What did Akihiko do?

[thelastb1]

Woah, hold on, it's not like he did anything. [At least that Roger is aware of. It certainly isn't his intention to put Akihiko's reputation under attack here.]

But we're enemies now. I can't have him cribbing off my research here.

[bufudine]

[The way it's said, the situation doesn't seem serious. Like a playful joke.]

How did you become enemies?

[It feels like there's a story here.]

voice

[hexrot]

[ this grizzly voice sounds mildly better than the last time roger's heard it, deep and scraping but affectionate around the edges, no pauses: ]

My mother's winter stew.

[thelastb1]

What was that like?

[There is a pleasant tone to his voice hearing Jayce's sound better. Despite how quick he was to leave their conversation, he bears Jayce no ill will.]

[hexrot]

Savory, with hot spice at the end of a swallow. The kind that warms you down to your marrow.

[ if you have bones... ]

She'd put in vegetables, pieces of meat, let it simmer for hours . . . It's simple enough, but I never got it tasting the same way.

voice

[faceguy]

Pizza!

[Easiest question he’s ever been asked.]

[thelastb1]

[Ah, pizza. The dish that, it is said, united all people of the galaxy in their love of. Unfortunate that Roger is unable to taste it, to form an opinion on it for himself. Still, he's no stranger to making it.]

Well that's pretty vague. What kind? What toppings?

[faceguy]

Pretty much any kind and any toppings. My go-to is usually pepperoni, sausage, mushroom, and onion. But I mix it up. And there's this yokai place that has a creepy special that's pretty good.

[Does anyone want to hear about the creepy special?]

[airskate]

Popcorn.

[thelastb1]

Good choice. [At least, he imagines so.] That's a fun one to make, too.

[airskate]

It's easy to throw, too.

[undyingcrow]

I'm rather curious what Sanada-san did to warrant such a direct comment.

[...]

Was it the pancakes?

[thelastb1]

How did you know? [It's not necessarily surprising, anyone could talk to Akihiko and know about their competition. Still, the implication that he responded with no knowledge of the situation and simply guessed that Akihiko making pancakes was the inciting incident seems impressive.]

[undyingcrow]

I saw the stacks of pancakes, each filled with whatever he could scavenge, even if it meant putting jerky inside.

[But at least Akechi didn't have to eat those ones. No, he had the more mundane chocolate-filled variety.]

Voice

[solitarysoul]

...I always liked it when we got chocolate with our rations.

[It was rare, but that's what made it a treat.]

[thelastb1]

I've heard a lot of good things about chocalate...

You were in a military? [That's what the word rations would seem to imply, and he thinks this is the voice he heard talking about a "second great war" in a previous radio communication.]

cw: kids sent to war

[solitarysoul]

Its sweet, I like it.

Uh, yeah, I served for a few years.