July OTA

[heypartner]

WHO: Cobb Vanth & Others
WHERE: The Diner/Glownie Ranch/The Forge area
WHAT: Some open prompts for July.
WHEN: Various times.
WARNINGS: Cobb's general bad language. Mentions of animal slaughter.



Cooking Breakfast - OTA

It was shortly after sunrise in the diner and drifting from the kitchen was the pleasant smell of spices and baking bread. Also, soft singing.

Cobb was at the stove singing to himself as he carefully sliced up various fruits. On the counter he had already laid out a few dishes already since he’d been here for a while. There was a plate of thin sliced pan seared glownie, A bowl of arisha, fried dough balls that were savory, heavily spiced, and very common on Tatooine, and some thick slices of tigertubers mixed with chopped baconrooms.

He sang in Booce a soft song with a flowing melody that - if someone knew the language - would know was actually a terribly sad song about leaving a lover behind. Cobb was in a good mood despite the sad song and felt like singing. He kept his voice low just because it was early and if someone wandered into the diner he didn’t want to disturb them.

After arranging the various fruits on a plate he pushed it over to the counter where it join the rest of the breakfast spread. He considered the presentation for a moment and then nudged a few things. Happy with that he nodded to himself and went to the oven.

He carefully pulled out small flatbreads and laid those on a plate as well. Then it was on to making a quick dipping sauce from cumatos and spices to dip everything or drizzle over everything if people wanted.

Cobb had made enough to share.

Glownie Trouble - OTA

Cobb stood in the middle of the glownie corral with his hands braced on his thighs, breathing hard. The glownies themselves were keeping their distance from Cobb and eyeing him with suspicion. They were familiar with him, aware he fed them and looked after them but also aware when he came around one of them might leave the herd and not come back.

It was a tricky thing looking after animals for slaughter. Cobb hadn’t done it hands on like this but he had talked with Mallik and bantha herders often enough to know a thing or two about it. He had thought he’d done well making sure the glownies wouldn’t catch on about the slaughtering but they were plenty nervous around him now.

He stood up straight and put his hands on his hips looking over the herd. One watched him while the others got back to their grazing.

“Look,” he said, his tone mildly frustrated while trying to be reasonable with the herd. “I ain’t here to hurt anyone. I’m just here to do a little grooming. I want some wool. That’s it, you walkin’ light bulbs.”

He even had a comb. It was in his right hand. Nothing to worry about if the dumb animals would stop being so paranoid. Maybe he should’ve thought about this and waited for when they were in the barn but he hadn’t expected them to be so flighty.

Cobb might need a helper.

Tinkering - OTA

Cobb hadn’t spent much time in the forge section of the city which he found slightly amusing considering his background as a mechanic and general fixer. He hadn’t had a good reason lately but after these folks made him a grill and some kabob skewers an idea had been growing in the back of his head and he figured he might as well try it himself instead of asking for help again. Surely, all these folks had their own projects they were working on.

So, if he wanted a smoker to preserve meat and make some jerky he figured he had to make it himself. How hard could it be? Just needed something to make smoke, then get that smoke to the meat, and keep it trapped.

Having never been in this part of the city before Cobb was a little uncertain, actually. He had no idea if he could take any of the scrap he saw lying around. There were a few things he saw that could probably work, some tubing and some metal sheets he could weld together… if they had the means for that.

Cobb had no idea, actually, what sort of machining tools they had lying around.

“Well, kriff,” he muttered to himself.

Maybe he should’ve asked for help after all.

Comments

Breakfast

[kree_soldieress]

Lauri-Ell was not one highly able to feed herself. This was just an inherent truth that derived from the fact that Lauri-Ell happened to be a soldier, one who had been provided for.

Often Tommy had laid out things for her to eat when she arrived first thing, but to have new people here meant they weren't always cooking early enough for her rounds. But this morning, coming in to smell the wonder of scents, the towering warrior gasped in delight.

"Something smells more amazing than pizza!"

breakfast is the most important meal of the day.

[kyley_b]

Kyle comes into the diner through the back entrance, because he's there to work - he was not expecting anybody else to be in already. Which explains why as he opens the rear door, arms loaded with a box of produce from the greenhouse, he's singing to himself. Not well - whatever mediocre musical talent Kyle possesses is not vocal in nature - but what he lacks in ability he makes up in volume.

Cobb might be singing something sad, and melodic, but that's not where one twenty-something earthling's tastes lie.

--Flexing on bitches as hard as I can, eating halal, driving the Lam'
Told that bitch I'm sorry,
'Bout my coins like Mario,
Yeah, they call me Cardi B
I run this shit like cardioohhhhhhhh HI!"

This last is startled out of him as he notices that yeah, he's not alone, Cobb's right there up front.

"Cobb! Hey, uh. Guess I didn't... check the kitchen roster..." Deflect, Kyle. "Wow, you cooked all this already?!"

Glownie trouble

[ezra_of_lothal]

Ezra tries to swing by the glownie heard nearly every day, even when it's not turn to do the caretaking chores. Sometimes he just sits with the creatures and relaxes.

As he wanders up, he can feel Cobb radiating frustration and unease from the glownies scattered around is even stronger.

"Uh, what's up, Cobb?" he asks, pauses outside the paddock fence.

Silence of the Glownies plz

[thesepreciousthings]

Clarice approached the ranch with a cooler swinging from one elbow, her other hand shielding her eyes against the sun.

"Hey there, Cobb!"