[Good thing it wasn't much of an execution! Downside: that probably means a lot more people with actual appetite if they managed to stay upwind of Hunter's zombie stink, so Subete is skedaddling from the Hunter reunion pile as quickly as he can to get ahead of the crowd. Probably. Maybe it's just his regular kitchen raid, you never know.
At any rate, he's currently poking around in the pantry; it's not unusual to see him in here, and it's even less unusual to see him distinctly not bothering to cook, he's just rummaging through all the snack packages and sweets and whatnot. There's some quiet grumbling about the lack of this or that favored dry snack, but that's really it.
Eventually he has a handful and just kind of slows down and stands around staring blankly at shelves, probably lost in thought. There's just a lot to think about this weekend?? Don't judge him for his meditation location. Or do, he ain't the boss of anyone.]
[Can't believe he's just out here hanging out with peckish old men over snack foods. (Again.)
Subete definitely jumps at the tap on the shoulder with a squeaky sort of not-quite-yelp, and then he gives Phoenix a huffy sort of look, but it spins back down to sheepish by the time he's realized that he tried to set up shop in the pantry like some kind of............ pantry rat. Ahem.]
Wh-- You scared me, Wright-san.
[Apparently he only gets oji-san on special occasions.]
Uh, was I in your way? Here-- [he's just going to scoot out of the pantry with his stash of goods, which is probably just some sweets again because while he gets three square meals a day like a person who has never contemplated going hungry he's still got his vices] Don't mind me.
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Week 2, Post-Execution
At any rate, he's currently poking around in the pantry; it's not unusual to see him in here, and it's even less unusual to see him distinctly not bothering to cook, he's just rummaging through all the snack packages and sweets and whatnot. There's some quiet grumbling about the lack of this or that favored dry snack, but that's really it.
Eventually he has a handful and just kind of slows down and stands around staring blankly at shelves, probably lost in thought. There's just a lot to think about this weekend?? Don't judge him for his meditation location. Or do, he ain't the boss of anyone.]
no subject
[ he gives him a minute or so. ]
[ then taps him on the shoulder. ]
no subject
Subete definitely jumps at the tap on the shoulder with a squeaky sort of not-quite-yelp, and then he gives Phoenix a huffy sort of look, but it spins back down to sheepish by the time he's realized that he tried to set up shop in the pantry like some kind of............ pantry rat. Ahem.]
Wh-- You scared me, Wright-san.
[Apparently he only gets oji-san on special occasions.]
Uh, was I in your way? Here-- [he's just going to scoot out of the pantry with his stash of goods, which is probably just some sweets again because while he gets three square meals a day like a person who has never contemplated going hungry he's still got his vices] Don't mind me.
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[ .... ]
Something on your mind?
[ phoenix could not help but notice how he just stood there for like five minutes ]