MSNPC Charn - this hassperit stuff better be good, kid

[Azura Ada]

(( Corridors outside of Med bay ))

((OOC: cleared with Arthur))

Charn's left arm rest clutched his stomach gently. The boy wonder wanted to show him to food, Charn wouldn't say no. Even if the little woman with the bad haircut offered to chaperone him, he'd have said yes. Maybe something they gave him to wake up got his digestive system moving.

Charn:  Kid, I really can't tell you enough how hungry I am. What's this "hassperit" you said?

Strathmore: ?

Charn: Oh, I see. My sincerest apologies, I'll strive to learn everything that's new to me the first time I hear it.

He side-eyed Arthur, his voice dripping in sarcasm. As he walked the corridors, the more out of place he felt. His grimy, threadbare clothes were in stark contrast with everyone else's perfectly clean, perfectly new looking clothes. Were there piles of worn-once clothes somewhere on the ship? At any rate, he felt like a slob. He was a slob. 

Strathmore: ?

Charn: Anyway, what's this hasperat like? Sounds... pickled?

Strathmore: ?

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MSNPC Charn
by
Lt Commander Azura Ada
Chief Science Officer
USS Valkyrie-A

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