cadeuces: pixiv artist id @ 467661 (wired and I'm tired)
ᴅʀ. ᴀɴɢᴇʟᴀ ❝ᴍᴇʀᴄʏ❞ ᴢɪᴇɢʟᴇʀ ([personal profile] cadeuces) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log 2016-12-25 02:06 pm (UTC)

YOU'RE NOT ALONE LMFAO even tho I know better

Our supplies will be fine; I promise. I packed near half the kitchen. If I solely had to feed and water everyone here I'd say we'd be fine for a couple of weeks, perhaps a little longer with some rationing.

[ She had spices and water and the staples like flour and sugar and rice and pasta— the eggs (or close enough like) would likely not hold long, so it was best to use them sooner rather than later.

Angela would never substitute this place as HQ, but she felt more at home here than she has anywhere in years. No matter where they ended up, at a ball on an alien planet or caught in the halls of the ship while everyone around them blips through the wrong doors and grows old, or there were those turning into other species— it shouldn't be possible, right? Yet here she was, relishing in her family and those new friends she's made here. Those she's grown attached to. Come to worry about.

The comeback gets a laugh out of her and she shakes her head fondly, teeth flashing white with her smile. ]


Fair enough, I can't argue that. [ Well, she could, certainly— coal could at least be put to use in energy manufacturing. But she won't; she respects Reinhardt too deeply and it is only a joke, after all. His grin is as leonine as ever and she'd have it no other way, hand shooing at him as if to say "hurry up and try it". ]

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