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JOSH LEVISON ( 010 » 046 )
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[growling]

I don't know if ice cream qualifies as 'cooking'. But I appreciate the visual of a terrifying tiger eating ice cream, thanks for that.

You know the O2 gardens might not be the best option, right? They're probably the most humid section of the ship.

[chuffle]

What I know about cooking is enough not to starve if my take-out place is closed. The last time I bought fresh produce was when I went to Harrods and found pineberries and needed to know what they were.

It's like being in India.

[growling]

Seriously? Let me guess, they were incredibly overpriced and incredibly delicious.

So is ice cream a big hit in India? I thought they drank hot tea to cool down.

[chuffle]

8 quid for 6, and they were tiny, like miniature strawberries. Adam told me not to, but well, I never listen.

They eat plenty of kulfi, which is great, but I'm not going to force you to even try and make it.

[growling]

How impressed would you be if I told you I've heard of it? I'm pretty sure it only has a few ingredients, actually.

[chuffle]

Oh my God.

Yes please. Make kulfi. If you can make mango or saffron kulfi I will love you forever. Forever.

[growling]

No guarantees. On the mango or saffron particularly, because I'm not entirely sure who has serious stash leftover from the station, but probably on the kulfi in general too. It'll take some experimentation.

[chuffle]

I'm going to choose to believe in you.

How's the heat with the superhoodie treating you?

[growling]

Please don't call it that.

And I'm going to tactfully not answer the question.

[ EVERYTHING IS AWFUL. ]

[chuffle]

Magic hoodie? Hoodie of power? Antifursuit?

Wow because that's not telling at all. That bad, huh?

[growling]

You're complaining about the heat and I'm guessing you aren't wearing a hoodie 24/7, you tell me.

[ also he's pretty sure it's not working like it's supposed to, but aidan's the one with the pleasure of receiving that panic attack. ]

[chuffle]

I have been wearing a fursuit of my own, if you'll recall.

I tried some meditating. I even tried to sidestep, but no go. Either the spirits aren't here, they don't know, or they don't care.

[She's not actually sure why she tried to sidestep. It's not like the Bastet can. But she's seen it done so she stared into mirrors and did her best, but as usual, no go.]

[growling]

Sidestep. Is that something you mentioned before? With the meditation.

And I'm sure tigers come with some kind of heat adaptation. Not the same thing as a cotton hoodie.

[chuffle]

Posssssibly? I don't know why I bothered, it's not like I can do it naturally. But werewolves can from my world. It's a way to go into the umbra.

Can you cut into it? Best not risk it, I guess.

[growling]

As far as I know, no. Not going to risk it. Best case scenario I end up rocking the cut-off sleeves look and nobody wants that.

And hey, worth trying. Might have better luck with the pool, though.

[chuffle]

Yeah, go with the pool. Hopefully whatever's going on will be fixed soon.

[growling]

Yes, because wishful thinking always guarantees results up here.

[chuffle]

Sadly I slept through my class on spaceship central air design, sorry.

[growling]

You and everyone else on the ship, apparently.

I'll keep you updated on the status of your not-ice cream.

[chuffle]

Bless.

Also, don't hesitate to get a hold of me if you need me, all right?

[growling]

Thanks. And the same goes for you.

[chuffle]

Because I'm so well known for holding back.