pluviosa | [OPEN] Spring Cleaning!

Who: Childe and ??? [Open]
What: Cleaning, chopping down trees, meal break in cafeteria
Where: Residential areas, one of the decks, cafeteria
When: Day 2-3
Warnings: Eating raw meat...?

Weeding! Deforestation! Strange meats!

⟨ WEEDING ⟩

[Having noticed the Ship delegating its energy into making the place, er. Livable. And knowing how many of the Ship's systems were out, Childe takes it upon himself to start helping.

First of all, it kept his hands and mind busy. Second of all, he was not the type to sit around while someone else was working away. His mother raised him better than that. So with that in mind, Childe raids almost every door and closet and room for a mop and bucket. Or something to use to scrape away the roots and dirt from around the various door frames and hallways within the residential suite areas.

As much as he enjoyed sleeping in a big room with a bunch of strangers strewn across any piece of furniture they could find, he's sure everyone would prefer to have their own space. Childe knows he would.

Eventually he just decides to hack away at the plants, gripping them and tearing them up. Using his electro blades to dig out their roots.]

⟨ GENTLE PERSUASION ⟩

[The trees on one of the decks were proving to be an issue. If they were to make this space livable beyond like. Three rooms, something had to give. And that something was gonna be the fucking huge trees in the way. He'd gather electro energy into his hands, focusing it into something resembling an axe.

Childe would spin it, using the momentum to chop into the tree, aiming to take a notch out. The idea was to use the notch to guide the felled tree into the huge pool of stagnant water below. There were a few other trees near this massive pit that he figured were safe to start with. He just wanted them out of the way, really. The rest of the trees that were further away were not really his concern.]

⟨ SUSSY MEAT? ⟩

[There'd been a cart of tomatoes offered--- He didn't care overmuch about the conversation going on. Childe does, however, yoink one of the tomatoes from the cart, deciding it was a free snack. Fair game, the Ship did wheel them out.

He didn't think much of it. The Ship said something about not consuming something raw? Childe had drowned it out, starved from a long day of keeping himself occupied. He planned to shower soon, glad there were finally bathrooms and a place to wash the muck off. He wipes the sweat off his brow, and takes a big bite out of the tomato.

It tasted... odd. Had a strange texture, but he shrugged. It was weird like literally everything else here. He glances down at it, surprised to see what... seemed to be raw meat inside it. Childe stares at it for a few moments, processing what was happening here, before resuming eating the strange.... meat-fruit amalgam. Relatively unphased.]

⟨ WILDCARD! ⟩

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