week two | dates

[marriagebroker]

Kiss the girl~!

Or guy.

Or person.

Or Messmer's snake.

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[ordimame]

[he has watched a few nature documentaries so yeah. . . he's watched snakes eat things. . . damb. down it goes. . .]

Okay. . . well.

Can I see your hand?

[holds out his own expectantly. give hand, Messmer!!]

[anathemaw]

[ he should probably stop his snake from eating dumplings, but he doesn't seem to care... ]

... Very well.

[ presumably, he's going to show Messmer how to hold the little sticks? So he relents, offering his hand to Odamura. It's big and rough from years of weapon use, and his nails are long and pointy. It's also weirdly warm - more than a normal person's. ]

[ordimame]

[who says the snakes can't also enjoy dim sum??]

[and yes, that's exactly what he's doing! he takes Messmer's hand in his own, holding it by the back as he tucks the two wooden sticks between his fingers, adjusting them appropriately so they're gripping the chopsticks in proper, albeit slightly awkward, form]

There. It might feel weird, but if you hold this finger still and use this one to move the top chopstick up and down, you can grab anything!

[anathemaw]

[ the wait staff at this restaurant are so tolerant

he and the other snake stare at the configuration of chopsticks in his hand with something akin to mathlady.jpg. ]

I should think it far simpler to pierce the food.

[ you would say that, Mr. The Impaler ]

[ordimame]

[AST HEY SHOULD BE]

Don't do that! That's rude. You'll piss off everyone in the restaurant!

[as demonstration, Edamura picks up his own pair of chopsticks and uses them to steal one of those dumplings. SNAKE CAN'T HAVE THEM ALL]