[ It's a few minutes, but Vash lopes back and sets down a cup with a paper holder wrapped around it, the drink steaming from the open hole in the lid. Along with it, he sets down a few packs of sweetener, cream, etc. ]
It's pretty bitter plain, but some people like that.
[ Always curious and eager to try a new drink or food, Zahid holds the cup close to his lips, taking in the strange aroma. The scent of the coffee is strong and alerting, but not bad in any sense. Sort of rustic, like an oven just after it's been used.
With some interest, he takes a sip. Though Vash warns him about the bitterness, he still doesn't expect it when it graces his tongue. The bitterness is so strong that he stops sipping it immediately, frowning into his drink with an expression on his face that could only be disgust.
[ He's already opening a few of the little pots of cream and pouring them in once the cup is placed back down on the table. Some sugar goes in next, and Vash hands the stirring stick to Zahid. ]
[ Sugar and cream probably does make the brown concoction more palatable. Already, he can see it change colour, going from a harsh dark brown to a milkier lighter brown. A colour that looks far more appealing. It's hard to believe people actually enjoy drinking coffee in its base form, horrible brown liquid that it was.
He's still a little bit hesitant given how bitter it was before, but he does give it a try, if only because Vash bought it for him and he looked so earnest. Taking a sip, Zahid is mildly delighted to find that it isn't as bitter as before. The drink was sweeter now, with only a tinge of bitterness that gave it a kick. ]
Oh. It's not bad. It's warming me up, actually. Thanks ... [ what is this man's name ]
I'm Zahid.
[ He also can't shake the feeling that he's forgetting something. ]
[ He's glad, actually, that the drink is at least palatable now that it's got the extras in. He leans back in his seat for a moment, gaze moving from Zahid to the shop they're in for a moment.
It's in this moment of silence that chirper starts to make a fuss again. ]
Oh right, you were coming to get your dare over with, weren't you?
Ahh!! That's what I forgot! [ Thank you Vash and Chirpy for reminding him. It's sort of funny that Vash would remind him when he seemed unsure about being the recipient of such a dare before. Either way, it's too easy for Zahid to reach forward and take Vash's hand. Only, he's noticing now (and he probably should have noticed before) that this hand was not exactly made of flesh. There's a pause as he stares at it. ]
[ Well, he'd been kind of hesitant about it at first, but really how bad could it be? Especially compared to the dare he has to finish for Zahid later. He blinks when his prosthetic hand is taken, his fingers flexing. ]
Yeah, ah... that one's a prosthetic. The other one is real though!
[ He lifts up his other hand, the look of it clearly flesh and bone. ]
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[ It's a few minutes, but Vash lopes back and sets down a cup with a paper holder wrapped around it, the drink steaming from the open hole in the lid. Along with it, he sets down a few packs of sweetener, cream, etc. ]
It's pretty bitter plain, but some people like that.
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With some interest, he takes a sip. Though Vash warns him about the bitterness, he still doesn't expect it when it graces his tongue. The bitterness is so strong that he stops sipping it immediately, frowning into his drink with an expression on his face that could only be disgust.
Vash did warn him...... ]
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Stir it. It might be better now.
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He's still a little bit hesitant given how bitter it was before, but he does give it a try, if only because Vash bought it for him and he looked so earnest. Taking a sip, Zahid is mildly delighted to find that it isn't as bitter as before. The drink was sweeter now, with only a tinge of bitterness that gave it a kick. ]
Oh. It's not bad. It's warming me up, actually. Thanks ... [ what is this man's name ]
I'm Zahid.
[ He also can't shake the feeling that he's forgetting something. ]
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[ He's glad, actually, that the drink is at least palatable now that it's got the extras in. He leans back in his seat for a moment, gaze moving from Zahid to the shop they're in for a moment.
It's in this moment of silence that chirper starts to make a fuss again. ]
Oh right, you were coming to get your dare over with, weren't you?
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It's ... cold. A machine hand?
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Yeah, ah... that one's a prosthetic. The other one is real though!
[ He lifts up his other hand, the look of it clearly flesh and bone. ]