Rumor Gal Campfire, Friday Afternoon

[bitchprince]

Shortly after Rangering class, Arthur had made it back to his cabin with some of yesterday's catch firmly in hand. Now, he was outside, by the campfire, one skewer of freshly cleaned rabbit-flesh already in place over the open fire while he busied himself with his knife, getting ready to tackle the second rabbit.

It was of ease to him, and for that he was grateful. Shoving the first rabbit's fur aside where it wouldn't look so out of place, Arthur considered the flames, and thought about...

...Well, the locals would call it lunch.

Lunch was safe and good.

[[ open campfire, sure! ]]

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah was out after her morning run, and had been thinking of heading into town to find lunch, but the sight of whatever Arthur was skewering had her wandering over to blink at him.

"Eurrrgh."

Not eloquent, but still expresive.

[bitchprince]

"Dinah," Arthur greeted, blatantly ignoring that particular greeting as he poked at the skewer.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Is there even enough meat on that to eat?" Dinah asked, fascinated in spite of herself. "Once you get the fur off and the... um, gut out?" Then, "Hi, Arthur."

[bitchprince]

"Actually, the rabbits here are quite plump," he returned, glancing up, "Like they're trying to make up for the lack of decent game. It's not venison or anything, but it's edible."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah sat down, grossed out but still interested, and shook her head as she watched him clean the carcass. "Rabbits are pets. And pests. Food, yargh. Oh, did you take Brynne with you to hunt? Or would she have eaten everything she found still?"

[bitchprince]

"S-- He's too young yet," Arthur said, matter-of-factly, and made swift work of the rabbit's fur. "Once he's advanced in his training." He stripped it. "You should try some."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"You think I won't?" Dinah said, trying to decide if she even wanted to. She'd eaten gagggh, and that was much grosser, but this was a baby bunny. Then again, it was already dead. And-- "Okay, just a little piece. A really well-cooked piece."

Then she could say she ate it and hated it, ha.

[bitchprince]

Arthur wordlessly offered her the skewer. Well, and... "Take one of those plates of plastics," he ordered.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah looked around and saw the plates nearby, and picked one up to hold out to him, watching warily. "Do you guys have rabbit for dinner a lot, in Camelot? Or is usually, uh, venison?" She couldn't help asking, "Did you try Worf's Klingon food at the Culture Fair?"

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"Omigod ewwwwwwww what is that?!" Claudia shrieked shrieked, wrinkling up her nose.

[bitchprince]

"Or pork, or veal..." he said, making a gesture that implied that he ate rather a lot of different really dead animals back home. "No, I don't believe I did." He shoved two chunks of rabbit meat onto her plate with the edge of his knife.

[bitchprince]

Arthur winced. "It's a rabbit," he said, flatly. What was she, part bird or something?

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah stared at them a moment, bracing herself. Not a bunny. Just meat. C'mooon.

"I ate a space worm, I can eat this," Dinah muttered, and popped one piece into her mouth.

It was actually not bad. At all. Great. She was eating meta for Thumper. Her expression was probably hilarious.

[bitchprince]

Oh, it was.

So hilarious it was giving Arthur a (much needed) laugh. "It's not going to jump up and strangle you," he said.

[badassfullback.livejournal.com]

"Well that reminds me of home," Riggins commented as he was walking by the campfire. What? He was from Texas. "Did you catch that yourself?"

[intraspective]

It wasn't everyday that you saw someone actually cooking like that here. Ino contemplated that.

"Rabbit?" she asked lightly. "Rather wee for one of the teal deer, after all."

And Ino was pretty sure the island was low on other things it could be.

...unless he was roasting a student. Ino was just going to go with: no, no he was not.

[bitchprince]

"Of course. Yesterday," Arthur answered, promptly, "So it's not entirely fresh, but it's edible."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"I know!" Dinah protested, then took a second bite, totally without thinking about it. "It's just weird. Something little and cute as food." She frowned, thinking about sanitary issues for the first time. Oh well. "We should feed you sushi."

[bitchprince]

"I don't shoot the blue deer," Arthur offered, without actually bothering to look up at her. "You never know what kind of curses may come from such prey."

[bitchprince]

"I'm not eating raw fish," Arthur told her, immediately, "So forget about that."

He snagged a plate and dumped some meat on it for himself.

[intraspective]

"...curses from animals?" Ino asked, taking a seat with a notebook and pen. "And they're teal, not blue, get it right, oh fearless leader."

[badassfullback.livejournal.com]

"Didn't really expect anyone around here to hunt for their food," Riggins said. "But I assume you're in it for the hunting part, not the needing food part."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah gave him a grin. "Do you like any of our modern food?" Another bite. "This would go good with barbecue sauce."

[bitchprince]

"Looks blue to me." Arthur's tone of voice implied that that was the end of the argument. "There are some mystical animals you shouldn't kill, lest curses be called down." Not that he had any experience with that. "So it's better to be safe than cursed."

[bitchprince]

"The hunting's good fun," he agreed, checking on the meat over the fire. "The eating's just a pleasurable result."