61 Resequenced (1/2)
Proteins and vital nutrients had been resequenced to have the general flavor and appearance as the Nerf Steak. This dish was sitting in front of all three of the 'heroes' sitting within the mess hall. they simply stared at the food.
Despite how it looked, when they poked it with a fork, it had a very tofu-like texture and resilience.
The Princess scrunched up her nose seeing this and look over at Maddie who was scarfing it down as if it was some high quality meal. Of course she had been living for fifteen years and even a flavored protein pack would have been better tasting than the slop fed to her originally.
Rin's eyes then glanced over towards Valad who was casually shoveling it into his mouth, thoroughly chewing it and then swallowing. Of course, she also witnessed him sniff his food before putting it in his mouth every now and then. She was used to that, even though her parents had people to test their food before they ate it themselves.
She was just rather thankful no one was too ambitious on her arctic homeworld. It was pretty much a iceball, but it had plenty of high quality food for her to eat at supper, lunch and even breakfast.
Letting out a sigh, she used the side of the fork supplied to her by the mess hall droid and shoved it into her mouth. It tasted like nerf meat, but the texture was like eating really soft clay. It couldn't replace actual meat either. The one thing she was rather thankful about was there was a lack of fat and gristle.
Valad smirked seeing her eat the food, finally giving in after twelve minutes of staring at it and playing with it with disbelief in her eyes. ”So she can eat,” he snickered lightly, watching her roll her eyes in turn.
”Haha, very funny. But seriously, what is this?” Princess Rin Gan asked with an annoyed tone after swallowing the resequenced ration. ”It feels like paste... It's not paste right?”
Valad closed one eye as he thought of a reply. Technically it was a collection of protein and nutrient paste. ”It's Resequenced rations,” he replied with a light nod, smiling lightly.
”So it is paste...” She began playing with her food again, her stomach grumbling. ”Why am I being fed paste?” She asked as her eyes narrowed on the man, her cheeks puffed up in annoyance, she wanted to be pampered if she was expected to stay obedient.
”Because I'm eating paste?” Valad said without a second thought, ”And everyone else is eating paste.” He let out a soft yawn, ”It's inexpensive and easy to get.”
She sat there for a few moments, still playing with the food. It was better than nothing, but she wanted something better. How would she be able to convince him of that? Her eyes gazed over towards Maddie, who was now picking at Valad's steak which he hadn't eaten fast enough.
He didn't seem to even bother trying to stop her even though he was still eating it.
She squinted her eyes slightly at the Zabrak who was stuffing her face boyishly. She then looked over towards a handful of force sensitives walk over towards the table and sit down around them. One of them was a small orange humanoid that looked around four years old.
”Once we have the rest of the Archipelago under our control, food and supplies will improve enough to supply your 'Highness,' with better foodstuff.” Valad called her a Princess mockingly, since she was a Princess of nothing as of late.
She ignored his teasing and nodded slowly. So he was going to war with a section of space called the Archipelago from what she could understand. Where ever that was, she had no idea. However she assumed that it was a place in the unknown regions or wild space as she never heard of it.
Taking in a mouthful of this somewhat tasteful meal, she sat there and chewed with a dull expression on her face. She was just eating it to sate her hunger, but her taste buds were yearning for something more. She let out a sigh after swallowing and looked over Valad for a few moments. Wondering what kind of person he was, and what kind of Empire he was going to create.
That's when her eyes locked upon a group of people dressed in double breasted tunics. They looked like imperial officers, even the rank insignias were down to the mark. Counting all the people within the room, it seemed that there were a hundred or so people wearing the white Zakuul attire, while the many others were wearing imperial-esque uniforms.
Was he going to be centered around Harmony? Or was he going to be a Warmonger? Would he give his people liberties, or will he kept them under a nightwatch state's gaze? The Princess let out a quiet hum as she tapped her finger against the neck of her fork.
Her eyes narrowed on the floor however as she noticed a massive emblem which encompassed the center of the room. It was a modified introverted Imperial Emblem with a golden yellow laurel wreath surrounding it on either side.
Was this introverted color arrangement a symbol? An opposite to the Tyrannical Empire? She was rather curious of what was to become of this ship, the purpose of the children present.
”How many planets?” She asked curiously looking over at the man, she wanted to know how many people they were fighting. The size of their enemy, their resources and level of technology.