originally posted in:The New Dojo
[u]Cannons turducken delivery[/u]
Ama wanders through the shipyard in the early morning, checking for which ship matches the descriptions she was told. After a little bit she eventually comes across the ship she was looking for. In one of her hands she carries a wrapped up, prepared turducken ready to roast. She finds a hatch and knocks on it.
"Hey got the turducken you wanted, well the cross of the three but yeah, turducken."
[spoiler]open, mostly to cannon[/spoiler]
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*Mortar walks up to Ama, trying not to chuckle* Is that a chicken in a duck in a turkey?
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"It... gets a little weirder... I got a little creative and now I have a few cross breeds between turkeys, chickens, and ducks."
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*Mortar sighs a little* You just HAD to get into genetic chemistry, didn't you Ama?
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"Whelp, but- yeaaah, applying science to thanksgiving was probably a little odd but now at least I know what a turducken tastes like if it was a real animal" She takes a second to look at the odd roast. "I went into mad scientist territory didn't I?"
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Eh, least it wasn't a person you did it to
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"Yeah... something about turkey people just sounded wrong on so many levels"
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Yeah, it might be the 50% cannibalism instilled into it
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"Yeahhhhh... I think I'll stay away from that route. I'm pretty sure someone somewhere wouldn't mind it but *shudders* ok anyways! Initially the whole living turducken thing came from me honestly know knowing too much about thanks giving and well. This happened" Showing the strange prepared roast. It appeared to have had the wingspan of a duck and the body of a turkey.
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The hatch opens, and Cannon's helmet pokes out. "Hi. Thanks for the delivery, I'll grab the wires. Feel free to sit down inside where it's warmer if you want." He disappears back inside.
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She walks in looking around, curious what a ship like this would have in it.
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[spoiler] https://m.reddit.com/r/StarWarsShips/comments/3tiqa0/deck_plans_for_the_slave_ii/?compact=false Deck plan. [/spoiler] She enters a descent sized room, furnished with two simple chairs, a couch, and a table. Cannon is rummaging through a crate for the wire. "Where is that thing... Ah. Here it is. 20 meters, right?" He asks.
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"Works for me" She takes a seat with the basket in her lap. "Huh, never really seen the inside of the ships out here"
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"Not many have. This place cost me a bloody fortune." Cannon pulls out the wire, cooling it neatly. "Makes up for it in the small electrical bills though."
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"Interesting. I've set up shop out in an old warehouse that I refitted into a lab with a living quarter on the side. Haven't really thought of going skybound"
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"It has it's advantages. Not much space to renovate though." The Mandalorian hands over the wire.
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"Guess it must be a bit of a trade off. Able to fly but not much to do in the ways of interior customization." The slings the wire around her shoulder. "So where do you want the basket?"
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"I'll just take it, thank you. Any suggestions for how to cook it?" He takes the basket.
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She hands him the basket as she talks about her experience she had preparing it. "I tried roasting one in an oven and i think it turned out pretty well. They don't seem to far off from what you would expect the three would taste like together. Little weird but still pretty tasty"
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"I'll try that. Thanks."
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"Alright then guess I'll go back to preparing the rest of my food. Good luck with the turducken" She waves and gets ready to wander off .
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"Yup. Thanks again for the delivery."