It's business time (for xevslave)

[thefirebringer]

Upon getting Xev's note, Lansil was expecting some kind of surprise. Knowing Xev, it probably wasn't a bad surprise- it was unlikely as hell she was setting him up for assassination, for example- but he rather suspected she wanted to catch him off-balance.

So when he set the meeting place, he wanted to make sure it was a good spot to catch her off-balance as well. (Besides, he had an image he had to maintain for her, right?) Thus it was that he booked a reservation in a favorite resort, sending back the invite to Xev with his reply. At the moment, he found himself relaxing in the lounge, kicking back in a memory chair at one of the panoramic view-windows that overlooked the scene outside.

Really, he was looking forward to sharing it with some company.

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[xevslave]

She seemed to be on the same page as she set down another corridor, assuming that he'd follow. "Umm, about once a month or so at the very least. It makes sense to stock up on emergency rations if possible. Back with the old Lexx when it was just Kai and Stan and 790 and me, we never had the time to. We were always running for our lives, so... Food became an issue sometimes. And if the Lexx starves, we starve. It can't make food for us if it doesn't have any, itself."

Speaking of food, they arrived at the galley. The surroundings here looked more fleshy than the bridge and corridors had, more purple and red instead of the harder grays and blues. "Okay, so, I know most people don't find this appetizing at all, but it's really not that bad." She walked over to the far wall. There were something like a bench there, over which hung a... Well, something decidedly organic, a fleshy tube or hose. Xev picked up a semi-transparent bowl from the counter and held it under. "Lexx. Food, please." And so, out from the tube, came a thick, blueish goo. "It took a bit of getting used to, but it's very filling."

[thefirebringer]

"Emergency organic rations for the ship... Hmm, let's see. It's probably a good idea to have at least 5 percent of the cargo capacity at any given time devoted to said rations, if flavor and texture aren't an issue then I could get some slab rendered for the job..." Lansil's brain started clicking through the calculations of cost-efficiency as they walked together, the scaled back of his hand occasionally brushing against her own. By the time they arrived at the galley, he'd come up with a good line to pursue and was ready to be amazed anew...

And indeed he was, given the way her food was shaped and, shall we say, 'dispensed.' Does that mean she's been basically living all this time on an insect's...? Not that it caused him more than a moment's pause; Great-Grandpa knew he'd seen weirder. (Not much weirder, admittedly, but that's beside the point.)

A clawed finger poked at the blue goo, seeing how it reacted. "Looks efficient, sure; depending on the crew, I can see more work with rations being an issue. But how does it taste?" He dipped his claw into the bowl, coming up with just enough to get an idea of the flavor; it slipped into his elongated mouth with a contemplative look.

Gah, I'm sorry. I thought for sure I had replied to this.

[xevslave]

"Lexx eats anything as long as it's organic, but it seems it prefers things high in protein. Meat. The first Lexx was fed from the protein bank at the Cluster when it was growing. Actually, that was all the protein bank did: feed the Lexx."

As for the crew's food, the blue goo. It was one of those things that was hard to place. It wasn't good, nor was it horrible. As long as you could get past the consistency and where it had come from, it was perfectly edible. But it did not invite for seconds.

"Maybe some rations for the crew would be good, too," she mused. She could eat the go without complaining. She was used to it. But she could easily see how the morale of a crew could be easily improved by having something additional, something actually tasty in their diet.

Hey, it happens to us all!

[thefirebringer]

"So the ship isn't a connoisseur, thankfully; that would make things a lot more complicated." He nodded, considering. "I know a few bug-folk who would work plenty well enough off such fare, but to meet your standards I'd think a ship's cook and some equipment and material to work with would be necessary. Is there anywhere on the ship where a stove could be made up without bothering the ship's insides with its smoke?" Food issues for the crew were one of the perennial reasons to gripe, along with booze and lack of women; even if he kept them from needing to eat, that would only make them more focused on the booze and women part. Hardly something to force on Xev.

Though that did bring up another point. "Considering how you're used to this stuff as a standard- do you find it makes you appreciate luxury foods more when you can get them?" He might be able to sweeten the deal with some more in the way of fancy meals, you know.

[xevslave]

"You know, I have no idea." There had never been any incidents that had caused smoke on the old Lexx, at least not in any large quantities, and never on Little Lexx either. "I guess we'll simply have to run a test or three to see how it reacts."

His other question brought a smile to her face. "Oh, you know me... I always make sure to enjoy different things when I get a chance to."