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PERCY ;;
“Was that a dig at my sense of humor? I’ll have you know I take great pride at that won’t stand for that kind of bashing,” he quipped, feeling more relaxed. He wasn’t buying the whole Ken situation, but the reaction was enough to settle his nerves. “This place, man, I can’t believe it’s ruining even that for me,” he shook his head. He didn’t buy “Did you say barbecue? Yeah, sign me the fuck up. Do not give my job to anyone else.” He was halfway done with the food he had been tasting, fork after fork as they talked. “What other stuff this town has? My tour guide didn’t cover outside the part.”
“Now Percalicious, so delicious, would I ever make a dig at you? What kind of man do you take me for, huh? Someone who just... makes fun of people? Crazy. Unheard of.” He laughed, shaking his head.
The question about restaurants made Vic straighten from where he’d leaned against the counter, ticking them off on his fingers.
“There’s a French place, a pizza place, some Chinese, this killer burger place, too. I had a burger with chili cheese fries on top there once. And one with mac and cheese. Plus, they’ve got an alcoholic milkshake menu.” Vic could likely talk about food until he was blue in the face.
ANTONI ;;
“Someone told me patience is a virtue.” Teased as he’d finished with the food, tempted to keep playing this particular game just to test the threat. Truth be told, he wouldn’t be surprised by any ingredients - human or otherwise.
“Medium spicy, is that what you were going for?” Head tilted, interested in what exactly the Wendigo was aiming for with a grin, shaking hair from his eyes. “Now tell me what you’re actually feeding these kind people, because if it’s well…their brothers and sisters, I’m going to have a good laugh.”
“Do I strike you as a man who has virtues? Toni, you wound me!” Vic put a hand on his chest, holding his heart as though it pained him.
He hummed, taking a bite of the food himself. “A magician never reveals his secrets.” He teased, tone light, stepping closer to Antoni, “Which is why I never became one. Come,”
Turning on his heel, Vic went into the room off the kitchen, taking the stairs down to the basement two at a time.
“Wakey wakey, sweetheart!” Banging on the wall, Vic slid open a grate in the reinforced steel door of what appeared to be a walk-in freezer. “Dear, sweet, lovely Toni, meet our main course opening night.”
He gestured in at a scared looking man, grinning at Antoni. “Pédophile bourguignon. Very expensive. A little yellow, but overall very tender.”
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The reason that he’s not into exhibitionism has to do heavily with the events leading up to his death.
whats your biggest regret
“Uhhh, definitely getting murdered. That’s pretty high up there, yeah.”
Favorite part of your body? Of a partner's body?
“Easy. My own: my hair.”
“Someone else’s: it depends. I usually go for thighs, but with athletes that can get sort of tough. Dahmer always said biceps were best, and he’s not necessarily wrong, either... I guess it would depend on how active the person is what part I’d like the best.”
PERCY ;;
The hand that was just about to scoop more of the food stoped, a second that the boy took to process the words. “How about we just skip that and stick to the food? ‘Cause that’s definitely not in my future,” he countered. No, he was not about to entertain that idea. Not a chance. “Lucky for you, I’m a great taster. Love food, 10/10 would recommend myself for the job. What kind of restaurant?”
“My God, li’l dude, learn to take a joke. Ain’t nothin’ but sunshine and rainbows over here, my dick was the first thin’ to rot off. Like a Ken doll down there.”
A complete and outright lie, evidenced by the smirk on his face.
“‘s Southern food. Stuff that’ll stick t’ya ribs. Barbecue too, all that good stuff.”
ANTONI ;;
It was a wonder on how exactly he’d gotten himself into some of this situations, this definitely being one of them. The fork tapped at mouth and he was almost concerned with opening it to laugh, but did anyway. Ducking head back a little bit as chuckle seemed to come freely. “Alright, Alright. Fucks sake, give me a minute.” Smirk as he’d eyed the other, amused by the impatience but finally giving in. Leaning back in, bite was taken from the fork freely, mulling over the taste dramatically as it entered his mouth.
“Don’t keep me in suspense, Princess. Too spicy, not spicy enough?” He tipped his head, watching Antoni.
“If you don’t give me a real and honest answer I’m gonna tell you what’s actually in this.”
As though that were a threat.
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HENRY ;;
“No.” Henry furrowed his brow, unsure as to why the man didn’t seem to know what they were served. It wasn’t food like this. This type of food was for the higher-ups. “I like it.” He whispered softly.
Henry reached out then and took the fork from the man. “Thank you–” He whispered before he moved to take another bite, moving slowly enough that the man could stop him if he wanted to.
“You’re goodie-goodie, papa smurf.” Vic assured him, shooting Henry a wink before turning back to the oven.
“M’kay, think we’ll prob’ly do a dessert next. I’d ask if ya got yourself a sweet tooth but you prob’ly don’t even know, huh?”
Easily, he began the prep-work needed for the dessert, moving around Henry as needed and leaving him to eat whatever he liked.