Re: How Did You Feel When You Learned The Truth?
George: (walks slowly towards the mess hall)
Qui suis-je?
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George: (walks slowly towards the mess hall)
Mort: (follows somberly)
(they arrived at the mess hall) (only the bartender and a cook are inside)
George: (sits by one of the table)
Mort: (stands beside him)
George: Sit down Mort. (points to the chair across him)
(bartender approachs them) Can I get you something, milord?
George: The usual.
Bartender: (nods) (looks at Mort) What about you, sir? Can I get something for you?
Mort: (looks at George) I'm fine here, sir, if that's okay with you...
(looks at the bartender) No, fleshling.
Bartender: (nods) (walks off)
George: No it's not. You look like my personal serveant.
Mort: (nods)
(sits down across from George)
George: (silent)
Mort: (activates a canons)
(begins to clean it)
Bartender: (brings George a potato salad, some caviar and red vine) (walks off)
George: (begins to eat)
Mort: (continues to clean his canon)
(Leina enters the mess hall)
Leina: (approachs to their table) May I join you?
George: (nods) (looks at Mort)
Mort: (low growl)
(goes back to cleaning his canon)
Leina: (sits beside George) (smiles)
Mort: (looks at Leina)
(looks at George)
George: (eats)
Leina: Still eating caviar?
George: Yeap...
Leina: (looks at Mort) What about you?
Mort: We only eat the burnt flesh of our enemies.
Leina: That's... (blinks) Well, barbaric.
Mort: Isn't it?
(smiles)