There. [He flashes his own smirk as he claims the can with his own hand.] That wasn't so hard, now was it?
[And he turns the can over a few times as he takes in the details.]
Interesting... very interesting. Yes, this can has some life in it indeed. Several years worth, in fact.
[He hands it back to the man.]
Hold onto it should you find yourself trapped somewhere in these tunnels. Depending on how well you can ration it and your own metabolic rate, it should stave off starvation for anywhere from one day to a month. You're welcome.
[And Byakuya looks mildly irritated by that tone. He walks past John, to attempt to search that area for more where that can came from. But as he walks past him, he gives him a scrutinizing look.]
You look like the type who survives off of very little, so you may just have a good fighting chance.
[ even if he's unsure if he's being called scrawny or hardy here or what (both true, to an extent). better to optimistically think of it as the latter, he prefers. john will move away from the area with the pillowcase once more slung over his shoulder for ease, but also to allow byakuya space to rummage as he see fit. ]
You got a name, or should I just keep on callin' you "Big Guy"?
[A little bit of column A, little bit of Colum B...
Byakuya calls back in the middle of his own rummaging.]
You could call me that, if you wished to sound like an entirely incorrect fool! But if you wish to sound like an upstanding member of society, you may call me by my actual name. Byakuya Kirigiri! But you could also call me your leader, boss or master.
... There people out there that actually call you "Master"?
[ just. idle and perturbed curiosity. he's almost tempted to keep calling byakuya big guy solely out of spite, but john does have manners sometimes or something. ... mostly that that can be saved for another time. ]
Name's John Becket. [ habitually: ] Good to meet'cha, I guess.
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[And he turns the can over a few times as he takes in the details.]
Interesting... very interesting. Yes, this can has some life in it indeed. Several years worth, in fact.
[He hands it back to the man.]
Hold onto it should you find yourself trapped somewhere in these tunnels. Depending on how well you can ration it and your own metabolic rate, it should stave off starvation for anywhere from one day to a month. You're welcome.
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he accepts the can back, dumping it back into the bag. and then, somewhat more cheerfully: ]
Well! Thanks bunches for that, here's to hopin' I wouldn't drop from starvation in two days flat.
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You look like the type who survives off of very little, so you may just have a good fighting chance.
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... Thanks!
[ even if he's unsure if he's being called scrawny or hardy here or what (both true, to an extent). better to optimistically think of it as the latter, he prefers. john will move away from the area with the pillowcase once more slung over his shoulder for ease, but also to allow byakuya space to rummage as he see fit. ]
You got a name, or should I just keep on callin' you "Big Guy"?
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Byakuya calls back in the middle of his own rummaging.]
You could call me that, if you wished to sound like an entirely incorrect fool! But if you wish to sound like an upstanding member of society, you may call me by my actual name. Byakuya Kirigiri! But you could also call me your leader, boss or master.
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[ just. idle and perturbed curiosity. he's almost tempted to keep calling byakuya big guy solely out of spite, but john does have manners sometimes or something. ... mostly that that can be saved for another time. ]
Name's John Becket. [ habitually: ] Good to meet'cha, I guess.
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Are you surprised? You wouldn't be if you saw the devotion and loyalty of those who fried food under my command.
[And then he gets up from his hunched over position to get another look at this person, now that there's a name to match to the face.]
John Becket... a painfully plain name. Well met.