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hibana_incursa Video From: Sleeper Carriage 1 A
To: Everyone
[ Gwen and Peter are on screen, in the main part of their cabin on the communication device. This broadcast goes through the whole train. It’s important, and Gwen has her journal and pen, ready to write things down. ]
Okay, so...serious question time. It’s about food allergies, specifically, since those seem to be the most difficult to deal with.
[ Tapping the pen against her cheek for a moment, she tries to think of a way to best ask this question without sounding like a total jerk, but there’s really no way around it. Oh, well. ]
I need to know what food-related allergies people have on the train. I want to keep a list for whoever’s on kitchen duty. I know it’s gonna create extra work, making sure people have meals that won’t cause problems, but considering we’re on a train traveling to God knows where through the Void, it’s probably the least of our worries. I figure, as long as we keep it updated, we should be fine.
[ Peter’s got his head down in his hands as he sits in the chair at the small table with Gwen. This whole thing is reminding him a little of the whole Midtown Tech morning News thing Betty and Jason do. He lets out a breath and looks up. ]
Yeah-one of us recently had a thing and got our asses kicked by allergies again. [ Spoilers. It was him, he still feeling a little puny and lets his head flop onto the table again muttering something about ‘who knew Rosemary worked as Spider repellent. ]
[ Gwen smiles just a bit, reaching over to tousle his hair teasingly, the smile on her face mildly affectionate before she resumes her time on the broadcast. ]
And since we’re trying to avoid that kind of thing from happening again to anyone, just let us know who you are and what you’re allergic to. And no saying you’re allergic to something if it’s just something you don’t like. If you don’t like it, just pick it out of your food. Or deal with it.
[ A small, almost Kanye-Shrug from Gwen. She and Peter got their asses kicked by lavender, Peter got his ass kicked by rosemary. It’s pretty embarrassing, really. ]
Thanks for your help!
[ Before the broadcast ends, Gwen can possibly be heard teasing Peter with a half-heartfelt ‘you need constant supervision, Peter.’ ]
[ at the very last second there’s a small groan from Peter and a mumbled ‘do not’ right before the screen goes black again. ]
To: Everyone
[ Gwen and Peter are on screen, in the main part of their cabin on the communication device. This broadcast goes through the whole train. It’s important, and Gwen has her journal and pen, ready to write things down. ]
Okay, so...serious question time. It’s about food allergies, specifically, since those seem to be the most difficult to deal with.
[ Tapping the pen against her cheek for a moment, she tries to think of a way to best ask this question without sounding like a total jerk, but there’s really no way around it. Oh, well. ]
I need to know what food-related allergies people have on the train. I want to keep a list for whoever’s on kitchen duty. I know it’s gonna create extra work, making sure people have meals that won’t cause problems, but considering we’re on a train traveling to God knows where through the Void, it’s probably the least of our worries. I figure, as long as we keep it updated, we should be fine.
[ Peter’s got his head down in his hands as he sits in the chair at the small table with Gwen. This whole thing is reminding him a little of the whole Midtown Tech morning News thing Betty and Jason do. He lets out a breath and looks up. ]
Yeah-one of us recently had a thing and got our asses kicked by allergies again. [ Spoilers. It was him, he still feeling a little puny and lets his head flop onto the table again muttering something about ‘who knew Rosemary worked as Spider repellent. ]
[ Gwen smiles just a bit, reaching over to tousle his hair teasingly, the smile on her face mildly affectionate before she resumes her time on the broadcast. ]
And since we’re trying to avoid that kind of thing from happening again to anyone, just let us know who you are and what you’re allergic to. And no saying you’re allergic to something if it’s just something you don’t like. If you don’t like it, just pick it out of your food. Or deal with it.
[ A small, almost Kanye-Shrug from Gwen. She and Peter got their asses kicked by lavender, Peter got his ass kicked by rosemary. It’s pretty embarrassing, really. ]
Thanks for your help!
[ Before the broadcast ends, Gwen can possibly be heard teasing Peter with a half-heartfelt ‘you need constant supervision, Peter.’ ]
[ at the very last second there’s a small groan from Peter and a mumbled ‘do not’ right before the screen goes black again. ]
