[I Shot the Sheriff]

[saltpeppered.livejournal.com]

[He did a bad thing today. It's rather sobering but he did it...and it was easy. It felt good, but at the same time so horrible.

BUT

He knows the old man will regenerate with a more focused anger than before, and frankly, Snake isn't ready to take the brunt of that.]

Sshhhhit.

[Snake wanders back to the bar, sits down, and hangs his head, thinking, trying to figure out what to do for when the old man returns. He could use some help but he's got no one. He's not surprised by this, or even all that saddened. He knows he did it to himself and he's not surprised that he finds himself alone again.]

((ooc: Snake is an idiot. Oy vey.))

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[saltpeppered.livejournal.com]

[He takes a tentative lick.]

Mm. Not bad.

Pretty tasty, actually.

[He finishes off that spoonful.]

[sweetacon.livejournal.com]

Yeah? As long as you're enjoying it, Snake!

[A smile breaks onto her face as she witnesses her friend taking the entire spoonful.]

How's the pasta? Do you need it in for a little longer?

[saltpeppered.livejournal.com]

Mmh, no. It's perfect.

[He really wants to eat it now that he's got a taste for it.]

[sweetacon.livejournal.com]

Okay, okay!

[Halie laughs at the eagerness in Dave's voice, but it pleases her to hear that he may have gotten his appetite back. She grabs a bowl and takes the pot off the stove, before emptying the contents inside.]

Here we go... [She hands him his meal with a smile.]

[saltpeppered.livejournal.com]

[He takes the bowl and immediately begins consuming it, eagerly yet reserved in his speed. It tastes good and Halie made it for him; that is motivation enough for him to try and eat.]