[APPOINTMENTS POST] 13 Paternoster Road

[eversohungry]

[This is an appointment post for Vastra at luceti.]

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[z_jay]

Which only applies if you're begging.

[ Releasing the squirrel, he watched as it scampered off, moving back to getting the trap properly set ]

There's better game, we just have to keep trying.

[ The length of time for the day didn't matter. But he wouldn't let Vastra starve long. ]

At least a wild boar.

[eversohungry]

Are you certain there are even wild boar to be had? I don't remember them in our Luceti, at least.

[Of course, she got all of her meat from the grocery before all of them had ended up time travelling, so as to avoid suspicion.]

I suppose that doesn't mean much-- these people could have hunted them out of existence for all we know.

[z_jay]

It's possible...

[ Things had changed with the time shift, so he was hoping that while Luceti was less fortunate, perhaps nature might be more bountiful? Wishful thinking perhaps.

Suddenly he felt as though they were being watched, and he pressed a finger to Vastra's mouth as he urged her into a hiding spot. The likelihood they'd catch whatever saw them was slim, but he wouldn't waste an opportunity ]

..Did you ever go hunting with mo-- with Jenny?

[eversohungry]

[Vastra looks down at Eugene's finger with a frown. Normally people didn't put their limbs so close to her mouth... But she does get the idea and follows him into hiding. But only because he, so adorably, almost called Jenny 'mother'.]

Once, though it was a fox hunt at an estate we were investigating. Entirely for show and sport.

[z_jay]

Y'know, I've heard of places like that. Except they hunt people. Not always a literary context.

[ A testament to how much he trusted her, no doubt. He hadn't even thought of the implications of that proximity. Though Vastra was in a strange, twisted way, his mother figure. She could bring him here, she could take him out, too. ]

Probably had better weapons... you know what we could use is a stun gun right about now. Best of both worlds. No bruising, no tearing... just... pow!

[eversohungry]

[Vastra looks honestly shocked by that. How horrific. Even when Vastra did eat the occasional sentient being, she didn't make it run for its life even though death was a forgone conclusion.]

A stun gun... Yes, that would be useful. Or, if I could get close enough, telepathic-induced slumber...

[z_jay]

You can do that? Oh, wait--

[ How soon he could forget. Hadn't she used something like that on him after that hideous draft? He grinned a little and rose one brow ]

Give it a try. I mean, we need to catch more than one good catch to make sure you're getting a properly varied diet of varmints.

[ ...Okay, he hoped she would laugh at the joke, but to be honest, he knew her well, but not what humor she enjoyed. This needed to be fixed. ]

[eversohungry]

[She does laugh.] While I appreciate your attention to my diet Eugene, I'm sorry to tell you that meat is meat where my stomach is concerned.

If only I could simply put prey to sleep, however the other does have to be a willing participant. I have yet to meet an animal willing to be eaten, however perhaps your experience is different. [She grins back at him.]

[z_jay]

[ Meat was not meat, not so far as stomachs were concerned. They could discern between good and bad meat, because the direction said meat took was occasionally right back where it came from.

He opened his mouth to argue, but the final comment nearly took the ground out from under him. ]

... I'll have you know, my palette is very pretty. I wouldn't be surprised.

[eversohungry]

[Fortunately, Vastra's stomach is a little stronger. She kept Jack the Ripper down, after all.]

You wouldn't be surprised to meet something willing to be eaten? Gracious Eugene, this place and its talking animals are starting to get to you, I think.

[z_jay]

[ If she told Eugene she'd actually eaten Jack the Ripper, he might just have to draw the line. Still, he hadn't realized her statement hadn't been intended for innuendo, and he snorted to himself, placing a hand over his face. ]

I-- oh, god. Okay, this is awkward. I meant-- y'know... eating has a few... different meanings, not all of them ingesting.

I would be very surprised if someone wanted me to eat them. Cannibalism style, it'd be different. But there are cannibal cults back home, just... waiting for people to wander into their traps.