Re: Traumatic Childhood Memories Time!
Damon just smirks in smug satisfaction.
"Guilty as charged." Nothin' better than having your work appreciated.
Then Forge asked him to describe the food on Sera. That demolished his smirk.
"Its fuckin' terrible. Brink-of-extinction bullshit, so we're on the worst rations you can imagine. Brumak Jerky's an understatement."
He then rolled his eyes as his tone began to drip with venom, "of course, we gotta keep Chairman Fuckhead Prescott stuffed with the best gourmet whatever-the-fuck avaliable, y'know, for the Prestige Of The Coalition..." the sarcasm in his voice grew even stronger at the mention of the Coalition, or its alleged prestige.
"You want my guess? After Prescott eats, he throws up what he ate and that's then freeze-dried and turned into our fucking rations. Sounds appetizing, huh?"