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Imagination 12, on the train, dining car | OTA
Wei Wuxian slumped down onto the bench and laid his head on the table. "This is a catastrophe," he declared, slightly muffled by his position. "I've recovered from the battle, gotten all cleaned up, and I am out of wine."
He gave a heartfelt sigh before turning his head. "How are you doing? You weren't injured, were you?"
He gave a heartfelt sigh before turning his head. "How are you doing? You weren't injured, were you?"
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"Carbonated alcohol? I'm intrigued, count me in!" He sat up, ceerful once again.
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Once they're in the kitchen, with some space, Trunks once more produces his capsule fridge as Wei has seen before. Opening it, he's reaching in and pulling out one of the beer cans, then passing it to Wei. "Don't open that yet Do you know how to use cans?" The mini-fridge could stay out for now, as it didn't take up too much space.
Then Trunks set about to making sandwiches--something even he couldn't really mess up, thankfully. One of these and a bottle of water was passed to Wei as well with a hint of glare and "Eat this first". Other water bottles went into his backpack, as did sandwiches, so he could take them around the train and make sure people were eating and drinking and resting some.
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He oohed over the capsule fridge again. "I wish I could fit something that size in my pouch, but I don't know if it would work." He stared at the can and gave it an experimental shake. "....no."
Wei Wuxian immediately put the sandwich down, opened it, and took out a spice container from his sleeve, shook spices out onto it, put the spice container away, closed the sandwich, and then took a big bite. "Oh, yeah, that's good! Thank you!"
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"Sorry it's not spicy enough. I'm trying to keep 'em bland, but good, for anyone. I'm making sure people at least eat, drink, and take about 10-15 minutes to rest." Trunks said, coming over and pulling out one of the Hetap-cans. Then he came to sit opposite of Wei, with no plans to show the other man how to deal with a can until he finished the sandwich.
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"I have noticed that most people on this train have unrefined palates," he said sadly. "Willow and A-Qing enjoy my cooking though. How do you handle spices?" he asked, offering a bite of his sandwich. He pouted a little at the can, but drank his water.
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"So, because it's carbonated, you don't want to shake this kind of drink. Anything that's a soda, or carbonated, will build up under pressure in a closed vessel when shook. Like a can. So when you open it, you get an explosive jet of liquid." Fortunately, Trunks knew how to counteract this a bit.
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He finished his sandwich and leaned over to check out the can, to see how Trunks opened it.
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"Now, I wouldn't recommend shaking it and then leaving for someone as it's a waste of good drink. We have to buy our own here on the train, remember?" Which meant Trunks' cans of beer were even more limited in stock, since he'd brought them with him.
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He started to take a cautious sip out of the can. It immediately did weird things since the opening wasn't one he was used to, so he held it further away and just poured some into his mouth. It was fizzy, which was unexpected, and the taste vaguely reminded him of bread. He swallowed, then looked at the can.
"What is it made out of?"
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