Stride squinted beneath her goggles. [color=#BC6101]“Ya one of those vegans or some shit like that?”[/color] It was hard to see how people could manage giving up meat for an extended period of time, really. She could see [i]why[/i] people did it, of course, but she couldn’t see herself being able to give up burgers anytime soon. Or steak. A lot of things, really.

She held the chitchat for as long as Cienna kept it up, leaning back in her chair with an informality that held little place in a restaurant like this. At the fairy’s question of what she was, exactly, Stride pulled her mask down a little, allowing her to see the scales that clustered across her cheeks. [color=#BC6101]“Mom was a human, dad was a gorgon.”[/color] And that was that. She rolled the fabric back into place, then rubbed her hands together as their meals were laid out upon the table.

[color=#BC6101]“God damn,”[/color] she mumbled to herself. The cheesesteak had wound up being a [i]lot[/i] larger than she had imagined- longer than her own head. But Stride certainly wasn’t one to balk at a meal. Hefting the thing up in one hand, she used the other to unmask herself before taking a bite. As soon as she had torn a chunk away, the mask went up again, only coming back down until she had swallowed.

Down. Sip. Up. Down. Chew. Up. This went on throughout the entirety of the meal until, eventually, Stride finished, groaning and pushing the plate away. [color=#BC6101]“That was a helluva meal. Thanks again, lady. I’ll get the tip, since you’re payin’ n’ all that.”[/color]

[@Daemanis]