What a time to need extra food...

[warriorscribe]

Characters: Enoch and Dojima (and potentially anyone who overhears? Contact us for a threadcrash if you want!)
Setting: Room 3-18, lunchtime, backdated to the 7th
Format: Prose
Summary: In most circumstances, Enoch wouldn't think to even eat lunch, but these aren't most circumstances. His body needs to heal!
Warnings: Weakness from injury, gross foods? I don't know, I'll update if need be.

Once the bleeding had been stopped, measures against shock taken, and adequate water had been brought to him, Enoch slept. He spent most of the day sleeping, waking only for the most immediate needs, after which he returned to sleep, his body healing and his mind worn out from the frantic search for a prize pod.

When he woke the next day, it wasn't so bad, thankfully - he was more alert and had more strength in his voice, though he was still lethargic and couldn't get out of bed for very long.

Therefore, it was up to his roommate to bring him his meals. Breakfast hadn't been so bad, but Dojima would find the lunch menu a little hard to figure out.

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[papadojima]

One thing Dojima knew for sure was that he was not going to bring such a sick man natto to choke him on the stringy fermentation byproducts. The menu was not making him easy on him, though. He hoped Enoch would not mind the durian for dessert, preceded by some kimchi and a century egg to begin.

"Room service," Dojima said as he entered the room, safe in the knowledge it was only Enoch and him in there.

[warriorscribe]

Enoch, of course, didn't understand the joke. He gave Dojima a look of confusion...one that quickly added a much more furrowed brow as he looked at the food. He'd smelled the durians before, when passing through the cafeteria, but he dared not actually try it.

[papadojima]

Dojima looked at his tray, then at Enoch. "I got you the most edible stuff I could find," he explained. He was aware it looked... exotic.

[warriorscribe]

"What are they?" Enoch tried propping himself up so he could eat. He wasn't going to turn down food regardless, considering everything (and that it was offered food), but that smell was just so...odd. Given Dojima's statement, he wondered just how edible "the most edible" was.

[papadojima]

"I got you kimchi and century eggs for the main course," he said as he pointed to the dishes, "and durian for dessert. Don't worry, it's all good for you." At least he assumed it was. What could go wrong with vegetables, fruits and eggs, right?

[warriorscribe]

"'Century eggs'?" Enoch asked, eyeing the patterned shell. "That's an odd name..."

[papadojima]

"Yeah. They're not actually a century old, though." He put the tray on the little table to help Enoch sit up before putting the tray in his lap and handing him a plastic fork and knife.

[warriorscribe]

"How did they come to be called that?" Enoch picked at the egg with the fork, eating a bite if only because he was hungry. Between the smell of the opened egg and that of the durian, it was hard to be optimistic about the taste.

[papadojima]

"Probably the rumour they do take a hundred years to make, I guess." Luckily for Enoch, the century egg tasted like a normal cooked egg; the texture was more like a jelly than an egg, however.

[warriorscribe]

Well, the texture was odd, and the smell even odder, but at least it was edible without having to see how well he could suppress his gag reflex in this state. He went silent in order to eat, downing the rest of the egg relatively quickly. He eyed the kimchi a moment before taking a bite of it, too, without question.

[papadojima]

Perhaps fortunately, Dojima had picked a mildly spicy kimchi. The pickled vegetables might taste a little bland, but Dojima figured it was better than bringing something too hot for Enoch.

[warriorscribe]

He could do bland. Bland was nothing. In fact, most of his reactions seemed to be to scent over taste, particularly obvious in the way he kept glancing at the durian as he ate. Could something that smelled that bad be edible?

[papadojima]

Dojima was getting more unsure of this choice by the minute. "You... don't have to eat everything, y'know."

[warriorscribe]

Enoch quickly swallowed his mouthful of kimchi and shook his head. "No, I...it's fine. I'll eat it."

And with that, he picks some of the meat out of a durian half and tries it, putting it in his mouth quickly to avoid the smell. He tilts his head at the fruit for a moment before taking another bite, this one more certain.

[papadojima]

"... like it?" At least enough to not spit it in Dojima's face, apparently.

[warriorscribe]

"It's...interesting." He'll leave it at that in favor of eating more. Both because it's a different flavor and a healing body has an incredible appetite.

[papadojima]

That's better than expected. "I'll bring the same tomorrow." Because he doesn't trust the rest, especially that cheese.