| [Aug. 18th, 2008|09:19 pm] |
Genma gave his friend a skeptical look, reaching out to catch Raidou's wrist between his fingertips. A slightly elevated pulse, and the beads of sweat on Raidou's face, combined with his still rasping breath, made Genma frown. "How about if we get um..." He tried to remember the menu. There had been a lamb in spring onions or something like that that was listed without any chilies. Utterly mild. But still manly, since it had onions and red meat. That would salvage Raidou's pride, and probably go really well with the prawns. Which Genma was actually not entirely sure he wanted to eat an entire plate of all by himself.
"That lamb dish with leeks. Or baby onions, Or whatever it was. Let's get some of that. It will complement the prawns. Let's get that." He waved the waitress over and gave her the order before Raidou could interrupt. "Besides, I'm paying, right? Since I lost?" he said, forestalling protest. "If we have leftovers that'll work out just fine."
Genma grinned and winked at one of their onlookers, who quickly turned away. His attention turned back to Raidou as he ate another prawn, this one with a little dark-red chili pod stuck to its side. A little red pod Genma hadn't actually noticed, and wouldn't have eaten if he had. The expressions of pain Raidou had displayed earlier paled in comparison to the look of utter horror and betrayal on Genma's face as the chemical bomb exploded between his teeth. His face took on a mottled look with patches of bloodless white and deep red, and his cheeks bowed out for a moment before he managed to swallow. Then he drained his beer in one gulp and nearly spilled the pitcher reaching for more. |
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