If only to see the sky again - Four [Written]

[commandshumor]

To whom so ever reads this,

Regretfully I have no knowledge when it comes to what most of what you call "normal" food. I would appreciate it if someone came forward to elaborate upon this new concept for me. So far I have stuck with a very simple diet but I have found it boring and unsatisfying.

The library has quite a number of texts related to the subject, however I haven't slightest on where to start.

-Commander

Comments

dictated because she can't be bothered to write

[persequor]

You don't know what normal food is?

[commandshumor]

I do, I just do not know much of it. My diet before coming here was strictly humans.

[The voice on the other end is deep with an underlying growl to it]

[persequor]

You eat people?

[commandshumor]

'All living things must eat' as my kin like to put it.

However, Paradisa has removed that ability from me. Still trying to decide if its for the best or not while here.

[persequor]

What are you?

[commandshumor]

I am Wraith.

[Pity these things don't have video, hm?]

[persequor]

[ yeeeeeeep ]

What's that?

[commandshumor]

I am a creature of another world who typically feed upon the life-force of humans. To put it simply.

However, since coming here, Paradisa has restrained what I eat to the normal food.

Good enough?

[persequor]

That's hardly a proper tone for someone asking for help.

[commandshumor]

You asked.

[persequor]

I didn't ask for your attitude.

[commandshumor]

I didn't ask for your unrelated questions.

[persequor]

They were necessary.

[commandshumor]

To you perhaps.

Not I.

[persequor]

To you, as well, if you want good meals.

[commandshumor]

[He heavy sigh on the other end you can tell he's rolling his eyes.]

What is your name? I assume you are human?

[persequor]

Yes. [ Withholding name. ]

[commandshumor]

Will you please assist me in my original entry's question of trying to figure out a new palate?

[persequor]

Have you tried venison?

[commandshumor]

You will have to elaborate.

[persequor]

Game? Animals you hunt to eat?

[commandshumor]

Venison you called it? Is that the name of the animal or the meat?

[persequor]

The meat.

[commandshumor]

Then what's the animal?

[Her short clipped answers are not helping his mood]

[persequor]

Deer. You can just wish for it. Beef too. Pork. Poultry.

[commandshumor]

...Very well, that helps.

Sort of.

[persequor]

That's not how one says "thank you." [ But she'll take it. ]

written

[samson]

[...............] Is your name literally "Commander"?

[commandshumor]

[You can practically HEAR him sigh as he writes]

No. Wraith do not have actual names.

[samson]

[He taps his pen against the page a few times. Wraiths.......??]

Ghost?

[commandshumor]

Yes, the direct meaning is 'ghost', and we have the ability to project mental images in the brains of our prey of such things to make the hunt more interesting, but we ourselves are an alien race.

[samson]

[uhhh] So how do you tell each other apart? What do you call each other?

[commandshumor]

We have a mental link.

Now, if you don't have anything to contribute to my original reason for writing in this...device, then please leave me be.

[samson]

If you're a ghost, why do you need to eat anyway?

[commandshumor]

My species name means "ghost", but I am not actually one

[samson]

[........] Then why don't you know what food is?

[commandshumor]

I think I shall end this conversation since it is not providing to be of of any gain to me.

[samson]

Then maybe don't ask stupid questions. But OK.