Re: The Grand Battle [Round 3! Killville!]
08-28-2009, 04:35 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Aryogaton.
The battle seemed to become more and more interesting. Aeon noted that everyone was now part of the battle, save for himself and Nathan. Aeon smiled, feeling satisfaction in the result.
From his pocket Aeon took out a can of soup and a lighter, both of which he took from the ordinary house in the previous round. He used his adaptive tool to create a makeshift bowl, a spit, and a can opener. He held the small lighter flame up to the base of the handle and the tip of it began to spark and maintain a warm flame. Aeon pocketed the lighter and poured the cold soup into the bowl.
Soon the makeshift dinner was ready, and Aeon began eating. Although the rancid smell of decay and dried blood was rather distracting, he was glad to have the advantage of having a full stomach. Satisfaction.
A timid voice came from the doorway. "Can I have some of that? I'm starving," Nathan said.
Aeon turned to the boy. His arm was still scarred, but he seemed otherwise okay. "Go ahead," Aeon said, as he poured some of the soup into another bowl and handed it to Nathan.
The battle seemed to become more and more interesting. Aeon noted that everyone was now part of the battle, save for himself and Nathan. Aeon smiled, feeling satisfaction in the result.
From his pocket Aeon took out a can of soup and a lighter, both of which he took from the ordinary house in the previous round. He used his adaptive tool to create a makeshift bowl, a spit, and a can opener. He held the small lighter flame up to the base of the handle and the tip of it began to spark and maintain a warm flame. Aeon pocketed the lighter and poured the cold soup into the bowl.
Soon the makeshift dinner was ready, and Aeon began eating. Although the rancid smell of decay and dried blood was rather distracting, he was glad to have the advantage of having a full stomach. Satisfaction.
A timid voice came from the doorway. "Can I have some of that? I'm starving," Nathan said.
Aeon turned to the boy. His arm was still scarred, but he seemed otherwise okay. "Go ahead," Aeon said, as he poured some of the soup into another bowl and handed it to Nathan.