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Tech was chewing on something with a wistful expression on his face.
That could mean only one thing, that of him having gotten his hands on some… Chicken Nuggies Those rare delicacies of the known galaxy. Something to be obtained with high cost and a lot of favours only.
Thankfully, Tech had a lot of dirt on some of these operators, having hacked into some darker holo-net sites and then figured out what said operators were doing to get ahed in business. Tech getting the upper hand and procuring his precious Chicky Nuggies to consume.
“Tech? Whatcha doin’?”
Crosshair emerged from out of nowhere much, having spied Tech retreat to his special spot once again. Curious as what to the genius was up to.
As it was, every now and again, after the arrival of a mysterious delivery, Tech seemed to retreat to do something on his own, warning the others not to disturb him during his time of… whatever.
And his teammates usually having heeded the warning had left Tech to his own devices.
Alas, the curiosity finally having gotten the best of the Sniper, Crosshair having been lurking about when the infamous parcel had arrived and then following Tech to his little hidey-hole.
“Cross!!!”
Tech hissed, having been caught, mid-chew and greasy fingered no less.
He was quickly trying to cover the package torn open in front of him. The genius’ face covered with grease with some toppings having stuck to his face after having dug into the Nuggies with gusto as soon as he was alone without considering the way he looked at the moment.
Crosshair snaked his way into the room though, disregarding Tech’s anger and clear frustration of being found out doing what he was doing. Crosshair then sliding into the seat right next to Tech.
“So, this is your secret little kink then.” Crosshair chuckled seeing the state Tech was in at the moment.
“Well… it is, quite good in fact.”
True, Tech had been caught greasy handed. But, maybe, just maybe, he could keep Crosshair quiet about this all.
“Oh? Looks, well, nasty.”
Tech simply rolled his eyes from the blasphemous remark coming from the Sniper.
“Here, try one.”
Tech practically showing the Nuggie into Crosshair’s mouth, the Nuggie covered with enough sauce on it to splatter across Crosshair’s face as well.
Crosshair did try it out though, seeing how territorial and deep in the stuff Tech really was, having gone to hiding to eat this, greasy yet… um.. clearly tasty… Nuggie?
Crosshair’s opinion of said food stuff changing as he continued to chew chew chew on the Nuggie, quickly getting the appeal of it himself.
“So?”
Tech demanded, having halted his own devouring for a moment while observing Crosshair’s reaction while trying out the, well guess Force sent delicacy.
“Um… it is… quite delicious.” Crosshair finished the bite and then looked at Tech and the parcel in front of him where he spotted more of said Nuggies. “Can I have another.”
Tech stared at Crosshair for a long spell. Then, without another word, Tech reached into the mystery not so mystery parcel. Picking up several Nuggies and placing them right in front of Crosshair.
An offering.
The two eating the Chicky Nuggies in total silence. Well, part from the obvious and appreciative sounds emanating from both of them as they chewed chewed chewed on the Chicky Nuggies.