You know what, I agree with that. Breakfast does taste better after a run.
[ he's used to having to work for food, so beel isn't saying something completely out of pocket, even if the demon is literally an avatar of gluttony. ]
Unless you're secretly planning to take me to an undisclosed part of the island to try and kill me?
[Away they go to the gift shop! How is it open this early? Incredible. The sun hasn't even come up yet, but Beelzebub keeps up a brisk pace through the sand and grass, beelining to the shop like a heat seeking missile and heading straight for the drink section.
He immediately pulls a drink off the shelf, cracking open the lid as his stomach growls almost comically loud. He doesn't flinch, downing the entire bottle in one breath, before starting to pluck extras off the shelf.]
You want any? It's not the best tasting, but it'll be good for your electrolytes.
crea's.... downright shocked. beelzebub just did the equivalent of giving a victorian child a taki and these are the consequences. crea is speechess, staring at the drink as if the thing were liquid gold. ]
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gluttoning) wrote2023-05-13 09:30 pm
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Morning.
Looking for something? No, not right now. Just going on a jog.
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Were you wanting to come with?
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[ well, he wasn't really thinking about it, considering that he had some of the worst sleep he's had in a while but...
he gets up from the bed, shrugging. ]
Yeah, sure. Why not?
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He'll take that at face value, apparently, stopping what he's doing to wait for Crea to shake off his sleep.]
As long as you're sure. I go pretty hard first thing in the mornings. The island's small, so I think I'll need to do some more laps than usual.
Do you usually run?
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[ with beelzebub being a demon, he wonders if that means that he has more stamina than he does. crea wouldn't be surprised. ]
It's good to stay in shape, though. Even if this is some messed up excuse of a vacation, it'd be bad if we lost the routine, right?
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Yeah. There's good discipline to it.
Besides, meals always taste much better when you work hard for them.
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[ he's used to having to work for food, so beel isn't saying something completely out of pocket, even if the demon is literally an avatar of gluttony. ]
Unless you're secretly planning to take me to an undisclosed part of the island to try and kill me?
[ hahaha. ]
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No. Just don't stop me on the way to the buffet.
[His jacket is tied around his hips as he opens the front door, sliding out into the morning air.]
Come on. I want to look for sports drinks at the gift shop. I'm gonna need a few.
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[ in a hushed, but chipper tune, crea takes one of the hoodies and quickly slips into it. ]
Lead the way. I'll do my best to keep up with you.
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He immediately pulls a drink off the shelf, cracking open the lid as his stomach growls almost comically loud. He doesn't flinch, downing the entire bottle in one breath, before starting to pluck extras off the shelf.]
You want any? It's not the best tasting, but it'll be good for your electrolytes.
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[ he tilts his head, looking at the drinks in his hand. ]
What... electrolytes? What are those? What's that drink? A juice?
[ every once in a while, crea is violently reminded that he is fantasy medieval. ]
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Humans back home call them "sports drinks". You can think of it like a flavored water drink, if you want.
[He squints at one of the labels on an unopened bottle, before handing it out to Crea.]
Orange flavored. Try it if you want. I'll drink it if you don't like it, so don't worry about wasting it.
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[ there's a lot that he still has to learn, huh? things sure have advanced in 1000 years...
taking the bottle, he uncaps the bottle before taking a test sip... ]
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crea's.... downright shocked. beelzebub just did the equivalent of giving a victorian child a taki and these are the consequences. crea is speechess, staring at the drink as if the thing were liquid gold. ]