a thousand years in a sigh

"Huh. Fair enough." She could get paid for blogging foods.

Anyway, he clicks his tongue at her remark and rolls his eyes "thought we agreed on not talking about it." Whatever though. He'll lead her to the place he mentioned.

"I'm Constantine, by the way."

"Nian." Pretty long ass name compared to her own. But hey she wasn't going to complain. So long as he wasn't about to throw out his last name or anything longer and demand the Sui to say it every time...

"Look it just slipped off my tongue alright? I promise you are gonna be the only one who knows about it alright?"

"Huh." he's raising an eyebrow, but the more she continued on, the more he began to understand. "You some kind of foodie? You vBlog and shit?" Despite him asking, he looks over his shoulder and juts his thumb in the direction, deeper in the alley,

"I know there's a noodle place down there. Haven't been myself." He thought about it. Maybe Celine or even Hiyori would like to visit.

"Blogging? Hell no I just like a good meal that's all." If she went around figuring out every place to record then Nian would be on the job 24/7. Even more so for those that worked at the establishments who'd never get a break from seeing the fragment barge in everyday to try something new.

"Now that just sounds like a place we should head over to. Especially you after your little tumble test from before. A little food could go a long way."

So, someone who can potentially blackmail if he were to get on her bad side. he'll keep that in mind. "Right. I'll remember that," he says with a dust off his body once he finally stands on his feet. He's making sure there's no residue, even fixing his hair in the process.

"The hell are you even doing here?" This was the back alley.

"Bored." It was a rather quick response to his inquiry. Not that it was necessarily a lie but it certainly sounded like it compared to how invested she was moments before. The reality to Nian's wandering was trying to find a nice place to eat far away from all the hustle and bustle.

Which lead her here of all places on top of seeing what had transpired moments ago.

"You ever find a nice hole in the wall with some of the best food? They are usually out here rather then any of those busy places everyone goes to. Though I might find one 'round here."

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Peter squints, clearly thinking deeply about something before he just shakes his head. This place was a disaster, worse than anywhere he'd been in the galaxy, he'd decided this. No Star Wars...what the hell.

"It's a lot more normal than the shit I've seen. Like you ever seen people settle into a dead Celestial's head? Or or or, an alien race of humanoids but they're just solid gold? Or oh! Talking raccoon? So far nothing here has been as weird as that."

"Yeah. Clearly. I guess I'll have to keep looking and see what I find, but for now I think I give up."

"Considering I have no idea half those words mean probably not. Or maybe the talking raccoon part. But instead of a raccoon it was a penguin." And he had a bunch of other freak shows alongside them. How a logistics company like that lasted as long as it did was beyond Nian's understanding. But it had to do something right...

...Probably.

"Ah don't give up that quickly. Maybe someone might've dragged it along with 'em. That way you can still get your kick and not feel like throwing yourself around this city for months on end looking for a single movie. Win-win situation?"

#outstarred #outstarred1

"Yeah? Must've been a real priceless for you to remember however long that was." At least finally, the bioweapon is sitting up. Yeah, he can't actually remain laid down for as long as he wants.

"Damn. Now this is also going to be ingrained into your memory," He says under his breath. Seriously, it's just his luck, isn't it?

"This better stay between us and us only."

"What you think I'm gonna post all about it on every social media site here?"

It sounded incredibly amusing even if she wouldn't gain anything from it but a momentary enjoyment. But she really wouldn't gain much from it beyond a brief moment of satisfaction. Unless he was into humiliation or something like that. Maybe then it'd all connect somewhere...

"Relax your secret is safe with me. I'm not about to go ruin your social standing over a single fall. Not unless you give me a reason to."

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"I mean okay, to be fair, if you find the right guy you can get any holo-movie from any planet, but a lot of people don't give a shit about movies from Earth," he huffs a little it, shaking his head. "They don't know real cinema."

"Wait, really? That sounds weird as hell? Like it's like your favorite movie but suddenly instead of Hasselhoff it's like, Schwarzenegger or something? Man. That's wild."

"Well does anything here seem real normal to you to begin with?" Spirale really did seem like the world of off-brand gimmicks Not that Nian cared but in the case of movies and the likes of media it was a pretty big difference. Maybe the stars really just loved bootlegs or something...

"If you asked anyone here what "real cinema" was you'd probably get a 100 different answers. It's a harsh world out here, and the critics are usually the ones that are gonna be the loudest. Even more so if they don't even know what you are talking about."

#outstarred #outstarred1

"Would they even talk with a outsider like me. This is like arriving in Yan all over again..."

"At the very least I don't have to think about recovering from a catastrophe. Small wonders this city has not experienced any that it is not a mobile city." He sets up more food for the other, unconsciously since she was the only customer at this moment. Dried jellyfish, pork buns. Everything classic from Yan.

"What a hassle coming here."

#yannation #yannation1 #not a soul unless you were fueled off spite as your main energy source

"What else are they gonna do? Ignore you till all of this ends? That could be a real long time if they decide to just keep us here for however long they want."

A pretty awful way of thinking about things but one that still needed to be said. As much as she knew people had some long winded beef with others it was going to be at a standstill for quite some time if they didn't decide quickly here. Thankfully Nian didn't have any of those problems, mainly thanks the severe lack of anyone existing from her own world.

"Best make your peaces if you don't wanna be miserable. They dealt the cards and we just gotta keep playing their hands."

"I shall punch him during my free hours. Have no worries that I will not spoil the mood of my customers. Though another question, it seems to me that you have been here much longer then I."

"Do you know by chance know the best place to contact farmers without a middle man. Food is better prepared when there are fresh after all."

#yannation #yannation1 #happy one month anni :3 #his reward is eternal beef so idk if that's a good gift or not

"I may have been here a little too long already." Not that she wanted to admit it but the way Nian acted helped make it pretty clear the fragment had some experience around here. Had Dusk gotten out of her room more then a few times each year she could have potentially helped. But alas she too was in her own little "lala land" as per usual...

"Depends probably. I've seen a few people out here do their own little things, maybe even help sell some of their products to you. Though whether or not they've stuck around is another question entirely. Better off asking them personally then gauging an outsider's advice."

"Do whatever you want. I'm too embarrassed to get up at the moment anyway." He's honest at least and that's all that matters, really. Given some time though, he eventually does sit up, groaning softly as he does so. Damn, his back.

The mental damage must've hit 'em pretty hard if he was that embarrassed. Sure a fall could be pretty damning but everyone tripped all the time, it might as well be a natural part of life. Maybe not to this extent but was anyone really going to care in a city like this.

She probably wasn't even going to recognize him or remember all of this happened in the coming days anyway...

"This one time my coworker took a big tumble walking out of the cafeteria. Had a look on her face just like yours. Honestly it's priceless every time I think about it."

"Please. I'm a chef, the moment I poison someone meal, I would rather die."

His smile was rather unnerving, but at the very least surely someone would see a old man poisoning their food. the restaurant is not that big, alas the only target he seeks does not

"But if you did know that young man. Perhaps I'll punch him next time I meet him. His very existence...is vexing. to say the least."

#yannation #yannation1 #having beef with the fragments is part of the daily ilfe there

"Ah I bet. Just make sure if you do they really feel it alright?"

Not that Nian had any experience in the subject matter. Though she could always be coaxed with a little bit of motivation, just like her blacksmithing work here. Still she hoped she didn't have the displeasure of seeing it live, not when Nian was eating at least.

"It can be pretty hard to get the point across if ya' don't put it your all into your fist alright? And probably not in a place like this. Unless that's the plan all along."

So that's why it all seemed so familiar. Not that Nian was about to announce her "acutal" presence or entire backstory to the individual she just met but plenty of it really did scream "Yan" to her, for better or for worse. While some of them knew how to make a midway decent meal there the sibling couldn't argue that the amount of imitators was also pretty high as well.

Annoying to say the least, but one she had to take head on if she was ever going keep an open mindset about others cooking...

"These are pretty fire. Literally." Even in the heat of the moment she couldn't think of much that Nain would say was a real negative. "You definitely know your stuff that's for sure."

There was a young boy, who would be fifties right now. Who had a lung tail and perhaps royal blood on him, he wonders briefly if that man was here too. But thought better of it, he would have seen the signs. the lines of people in the small shack of a restaurant.

"A young man with vermillion hair, and tail of a lung. Do you know of such a person?" A straight forward question. It stopped being about food for now....

#yannation #yannation1 #beef with them? that's crazy talk

"That does sound like it rings a bell." Of course faces tended to blend together with each other constantly. Even ones that probably should've kept their spot in her mind a little bit longer then a few minutes. But if it was that important she'd just rotate it out, especially in a world this far from home.

"Let's just say I did. Does that mean something is gonna find its way magically into the meal you just gave me?"

"Oh I'm gonna say what I want to say." After all it wasn't often someone completely wiped out like that, not back in Terra nor in Spirale. She just had to to take the opportunity to say exactly what was on her mind...

"You landed absolutely awfully."

It's just his luck, isn't it? Maybe he should be glad it was in front of a stranger and NOT his sister. Should Celine have seen this, she wouldn't leave it be and it'd be dangled in front of him for years to come.

"Did you have a good view, at least?" He asks, eyes rolling when he does. He hasn't moved from his spot. Hands are now finding their way on his stomach. Yeah, he'll rest here for just little bit.

"Well it wasn't front row seats but I'd say it was worth the value." Not that there was really a market for "watching people die inside and fall on the ground". Or maybe there was and Nian just wasn't tapping into the potential market. Someone probably should at least take the shot, even if it wouldn't be her.

"If ya' need a sitting buddy I got nothing better to do."

How did it go again, when that young man made those noodles after the disaster. Bandits behind us, snow and death in front. only the warmth of the small cooking fire to warm everyone until he started cooking. that young man with the Lung Tail behind him. He should be in his fifties by now, right?

How did he get so old.

IT TOOK some time, but the dish was made from memory. the taste can never be replicated, but the obsession to recreate it was there. The taste of Yan... He wonders if he would die, in this strange city.

"Noodles that taste of the northern provinces of Yan. Please enjoy while its hot."

the restaurant was indeed small, much smaller then he was used to. there was barely any space for larger parties, a far cry from the restaurant he use to own.

He wonders if there was a replacement already.

#yannation #yannation1 #sui siblings moment for sure yeah #when will their chaos end nobody knows

So that's why it all seemed so familiar. Not that Nian was about to announce her "acutal" presence or entire backstory to the individual she just met but plenty of it really did scream "Yan" to her, for better or for worse. While some of them knew how to make a midway decent meal there the sibling couldn't argue that the amount of imitators was also pretty high as well.

Annoying to say the least, but one she had to take head on if she was ever going keep an open mindset about others cooking...

"These are pretty fire. Literally." Even in the heat of the moment she couldn't think of much that Nain would say was a real negative. "You definitely know your stuff that's for sure."

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"Eugh, " he said. That was an awful landing, and now he knew he'd feel it tomorrow. he's on his back, staring up at the sky uselessly. Huffing, Constantine closes his eyes when he catches on to someone's presence.

"Don't say a damned thing."

This is embarrassing.

"Oh I'm gonna say what I want to say." After all it wasn't often someone completely wiped out like that, not back in Terra nor in Spirale. She just had to to take the opportunity to say exactly what was on her mind...

"You landed absolutely awfully."

this is why chefs should never met the customers directly. especially from the get go, now without a proper kitchen and one open door away from disaster. Mo Bufu is forced to interact with everyone who comes through, the kitchen on the way to the dining area.

"No, Apologies. You simply reminded me of someone...unpleasant. They had similar features to you."

It was 30 years since they last met truly, but that young man couldn't even afford a a hello, or acknowledgement despite having been in the same city for decades now.

"Our specialty today is longevity noodles and orange flakes."

#yannation #yannation1 #i gotta still find a vid and try and read it or just wait lmao

"Well that's unfortunate. Though I can promise you I'm not gonna be unpleasant." Maybe from Dusk or anyone else's point of view that was a lie but Nian knew better then to cause a problem at a new place. She had to make a good impression so that down the road she could visit yet again.

"Make sure to pump those noodles with some extra flakes. A little extra flakes aren't gonna hurt at all."

In fact she'd probably prefer a whole bowl of them if she could. But that didn't seem too feasible or really an enjoyable meal either.

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it was like a mirage. Like looking at an illusion, the image of that young man in the mountains imposed on the slightly taller woman before the image fades from his eyes. On one hand he had been making noodles by hand, the dough stretchy and his hands covered by flour and other ingredients. the open window to let in the fresh air was the only way to get cool air. starting from scratch at his age...

still, this woman looked like a scam artist for some reason. Or whatever style the young felt like wearing.

"...Can I, help you? Young lady?"