Or really one, given Ivan's ravenous appetite. Two consisted of what could Volgin sneak away in small spoonfuls.
As it was, it was not... bad (coming from a man who had eaten tree bark and leather and a bullet casing for survival reasons), but in the grand branching tree of possibility, his particular time line allowed him to possess the ability to improve it.
"I learned something," he quickly chuffed, as dedicated to his work as anything he found worth putting his efforts into.
Volgin surveyed the fridge, grabbed a few things, and set that aside, finally relinquishing the bowl with it. He took some time to think, before taking a whiff of the bowl's contents. A powdery pepper container was snapped up, and the giant whiffed at that, then the macaroni again.
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Date: 2010-12-21 01:47 am (UTC)As it was, it was not... bad (coming from a man who had eaten tree bark and leather
and a bullet casingfor survival reasons), but in the grand branching tree of possibility, his particular time line allowed him to possess the ability to improve it."I learned something," he quickly chuffed, as dedicated to his work as anything he found worth putting his efforts into.
Volgin surveyed the fridge, grabbed a few things, and set that aside, finally relinquishing the bowl with it. He took some time to think, before taking a whiff of the bowl's contents. A powdery pepper container was snapped up, and the giant whiffed at that, then the macaroni again.