[As far as side dishes go, Magnus picks a good one, something that will go well with the fishiness of the shark meat. Color Lup impressed!] Shark steak with a side of asparagus coming right up!
[Even using her magic, it takes the elf a little time to perfect her dish, rummaging through the spices that Taako had accrued while grumbling under her breath, making quick substitutions when the things she needed weren't immediately available. There's a few flashes of light and at least one instance of fire leaping up towards the ceiling while she works, but at the end of it, Lup plops an artfully plated meal in front of Magnus. She drops into the chair next to him and throws her hands up behind her head, leaning back.] Get your dick eating on, Burnsides.
Well, okay, it sorta still looks like a dick. But a delicious dick. Magnus digs right in, and as soon as the taste hits his tongue, he makes a noise of approval.]
Mm-- Dude, Lup, this is the best dick I've ever tasted. What the fuck.
[But the woman is beaming smugly, looking all too confident in her abilities after turning a giant shark dick into a real meal. This is absolutely going on her resume later, right under 'Played Tag with the Hunger for forty-seven years' and 'Also didn't murder any of my shipmates during that time'.] But I'm glad you approve. Worlds better than just frying it up, right?
There were tons of other sharks in the lake so, y'know, if you ever want a round two, just hit me up.
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[Even using her magic, it takes the elf a little time to perfect her dish, rummaging through the spices that Taako had accrued while grumbling under her breath, making quick substitutions when the things she needed weren't immediately available. There's a few flashes of light and at least one instance of fire leaping up towards the ceiling while she works, but at the end of it, Lup plops an artfully plated meal in front of Magnus. She drops into the chair next to him and throws her hands up behind her head, leaning back.] Get your dick eating on, Burnsides.
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Well, okay, it sorta still looks like a dick. But a delicious dick. Magnus digs right in, and as soon as the taste hits his tongue, he makes a noise of approval.]
Mm-- Dude, Lup, this is the best dick I've ever tasted. What the fuck.
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[But the woman is beaming smugly, looking all too confident in her abilities after turning a giant shark dick into a real meal. This is absolutely going on her resume later, right under 'Played Tag with the Hunger for forty-seven years' and 'Also didn't murder any of my shipmates during that time'.] But I'm glad you approve. Worlds better than just frying it up, right?
There were tons of other sharks in the lake so, y'know, if you ever want a round two, just hit me up.
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[He feels sorta bad he made her cook for him without her getting any for herself.]
Or, uh, if you don't feel like dick, you could get, like. Any other part. A fin or something. Some tentacles.
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You're just thirsting for more sharktopus in general. Got it. Maybe next time I'll make you work for it, big guy.