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Who: Orange, Arson, Parrot, and any Ophi's that want to scrounge some food
Where: Ophiuchus barracks
When: Day 287, evening
What: Dinner

[Everything is so much harder when you lose an arm! Luckily Orange has a tiny helper giving him a hand (no pun intended) to prepare dinner. Also there is a genderswitched Parrot to complete the family image.]

Pass me those carrots?

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[claps]

[takes a bow]

You're going to drive someone mad with all that.

Dinner.

Ya think so? No one's gotten too mad so far, but I keep gettin' warned.

There are some humorless people in the world.

Got any fella's ya think I should be on the look-out for?

Well, some of my team can be pretty damn grumpy. Hydra too. And Cetus.

It's a good thing that I've been down ta the weapon room already. Sounds like otherwise a guy could get hertz out there, and then I don't know watt I'd do.

I suppose I can't argue with that. What's for dinner?

He's too much of a mom to be my boss.

I used to be.

Though luck. 'm pretty sure I couldn't hack it.

Sure, get some rice ready, but don't put it on yet or it'll be done too early.

It's not like I wanted to lose an arm!

Cool. It'll be ready in about an hour and a half.

I'm Orange.

We're making dinner.

Ehhh...your jokes are a little hit and miss.

I know but still.

Moms are always the boss in the kitchen.

Chicken stew, sir.

It's not so bad. You have connections.

. . . good point.

I win.

Yes, sir. [salutes]

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