why do i feel like every log he does is gonna have something to do with food

[protecting]

Who: gladio + you!
Where: main street & a dumpster near the end of main street
When: 8th, noon & 10th, almost midnight
What: looking for very different but very important things
Warnings: none idk

[Open!]


THE 8TH, NOON (A BAKERY ON MAIN STREET)

❰ if anyone looks completely and totally out of place in a cute little bakery, it's gladio. 6'6" not counting his unruly hair, tattooed to the nines, and looking entirely unconvincing in his attempt to browse like he knows what the hell he's after.

he's made a couple of laps around the store before he lets out a resigned exhale, turns to the nearest person who looks even remotely confident in what they're doing, and says: ❱

Need a cake. Got any recommendations? ❰ he lifts a hand to scratch at the back of his neck. ❱ The guy's a chef, so I feel like plain old chocolate or vanilla's not gonna cut it.

THE 10TH, MIDNIGHT (IN A DUMPSTER)

❰ anyone within a block of the end of main street late this evening will hear... well. a disturbance. following the sound to the source reveals gladio. top half entirely immersed in a dumpster, digging urgently through the bags and cursing occasionally.

maybe he... lost something?? ❱

Comments

10th

[pungi]

[Since she started getting back more and more memories, Ellie has been finding it more and more difficult to sleep peacefully - especially in such a weirdly comfortable and clean house. So, midnight walks haven't been new for her the past couple days.

Finding a large man half consumed by garbage whilst on a midnight walk, however... that is new.]

Uh. I can think of a few better ways to get something to eat.

[protecting]

❰ there's a distinct thunk as gladio jerks in surprise and hits his head on something solid, followed by a curse. then he hauls himself backward out of the garbage and onto the ground again, running a hand through his hair. ❱

That's not - ❰ - what he's doing? yes, it technically kind of is. ❱ I'm not looking for tablescraps. Ever heard of cup noodles? There's a whole bag of 'em in here somewhere, twenty or thirty, unopened.

[pungi]

Not really? [ Though her memory is a funny thing right now. She could have just forgotten. ]

But couldn't you just wait to get some from the store. [ This seems a bit drastic for a bit of food. And she's foraged in the woods for several months - she's pretty sure she has anyway. ]

[protecting]

See that's the thing - I can't find 'em in any of the stores here. ❰ maybe he's not looking hard enough. ❱ Besides, I'm not letting that many good noodles go to waste.

❰ he's a man on a mission, ellie. and that mission is cup noodles. ❱

[pungi]

[ Ellie leans against a nearby wall, bemused. ] Must be good.

[ She watches him for a second or two before moving to peer over the dumpster. This much dedication to noodles? She's curious. ] You wanna share if I help?