Private to Hannibal

[with_my_teacup]

Kitchen staff is dropping like flies. I'm thinking of asking for another shift: fucking sick of hearing people get pissy about the limited food.

You used to do real good breakfast-- you up to get all teaching and sharing?

No cuts of meat that are gonna get your warden all touchy, though. [Riddick does not like the robot. No.

But he wants to learn to cook. He hasn't been replaced by elementals-- he just likes the idea of controlling the wardens' food source.]

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[cannibalmind]

That is an excellent idea. To be honest, I am getting bored.

I should offer lessons generally. But you I'd like to teach a particular set of skills I picked up in my youth. We would have to find an excuse to go into the CES together more often, but the skills I impart would be quite valuable to the survival minded.

[with_my_teacup]

I'm good for survival cooking. And I ain't afraid of raw meat. [Which means his digestive system can actually handle it, and he half-thinks everyone else just isn't trying.]

Me, I need to learn the kitchen methods. Ain't saying no to the CES, tho.

[cannibalmind]

All shall be yours then. I will make the arrangements.

To be honest I was hoping to talk further. [Translation: talk when not being monitored.]

[with_my_teacup]

Me too. Gotta branch out, you know. [A slight ironic smile.]

I'll ask my warden if he'll let me in. He's been telling me to live more. This seems like something he'd be into. Then.. we can compare techniques.

[cannibalmind]

Very well; I will do the same. Before breakfast and before lunch are best for me.

[with_my_teacup]

Before breakfast. I'm a little nocturnal most days. Hit me up if the ai says yes-- I'll do the same if the Marquis gives me the go.

[cannibalmind]

Very well. When we meet I have a question to ask you. Do not let me forget. I'll make the answer worth your while.

[with_my_teacup]

...already intrigued, doc.