[More days than not, Sephiroth's absences from 'home' ends in him returning with an array of small game animals, skinned and cleaned. Rabbits, squirrels, the occasional fox. Left carefully packed for Angeal to find. Free proteins!!
[Hey, free protein is free protein! And they're all handy little meat, too, even if it might take a particularly fat squirrel for a proper meal.... especially in a house full of guys as big as them, and one very hungry teenager.]
[But when he's handing over the usual lunch for Sephiroth - incorporating some of that rabbit, even, maybe - before they head their separate ways for the day, Angeal does have to ask something.]
[There are many uses for rabbit! But for now, Angeal just shrugs.]
Fair enough. Still, if you ever want to have it, I'll just ask that fishing nerd in town if he'll trade something for it. He does it for the love of the sport, after all, so it won't be much out of his schedule.
[Either way. There's a mirrored shrug, he doesn't seem to think it's important enough to actually wait on an answer for. If he feels the need to get a fish he will! Until then, things with fur, because things can be made from the fur, and the projects continue! He's content to collect lunch and head ou--
...That wasn't his name. That wasn't his name and he's really not sure he should say so, because it might be that nickname thing that keeps turning up now and again and not some really odd lapse in memory and there's this long, loooong stretched out moment of hesitation before he chooses not to question it and instead slinks on his way, baffled.]
a present. Kind of.
But no fish or birds. Hm.]
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[But when he's handing over the usual lunch for Sephiroth - incorporating some of that rabbit, even, maybe - before they head their separate ways for the day, Angeal does have to ask something.]
Not a fan of fish?
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[What. Is he doing with the rest.]
Also, don't have to get wet to catch a rabbit.
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Fair enough. Still, if you ever want to have it, I'll just ask that fishing nerd in town if he'll trade something for it. He does it for the love of the sport, after all, so it won't be much out of his schedule.
Have a good day, Seri.
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[Either way. There's a mirrored shrug, he doesn't seem to think it's important enough to actually wait on an answer for. If he feels the need to get a fish he will! Until then, things with fur, because things can be made from the fur, and the projects continue! He's content to collect lunch and head ou--
...That wasn't his name. That wasn't his name and he's really not sure he should say so, because it might be that nickname thing that keeps turning up now and again and not some really odd lapse in memory and there's this long, loooong stretched out moment of hesitation before he chooses not to question it and instead slinks on his way, baffled.]