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[granygetyourgun]

hmmm...well ain't you a funny color?
ribbit
It's been a while since I've fired one of you up, get your chubby little legs over here!
crash!
Dag nabbit, get back here! I may be on vacation but I can still whoop any critters butt into a stew.
[An epic battle has begun between the hunter, Granny, and the hunted, a golden frog.]

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[carotid_spray]

[Ani is surprised to hear what sounds like an elderly woman's voice coming from the comm. WHAT IS THIS]

Pardon my intrusion, ma'am, but what nature of 'critter' are you chasing?

[Concerned assassin is concerned.]

[granygetyourgun]

No need for worrin' darlin'. A frog. Darn thing popped up in my room a while ago and now I've got a hankerin' for some frog legs.
bah!
Crash
If I ever get a hold of slippery little varmint I'm gonna fry me up some frog legs. If you find me some more I'd be more then happy to fry some up for you.

[carotid_spray]

[Golden frogs, frog legs. Randomly appearing. Okaaaaay.]

Well, I do hope you enjoy that, ma'am. I am not hungry at the moment, however, so I will have to decline your offer.

However, if you ever need some help, you can call me. I'm Ani Kerrigan.

[granygetyourgun]

Well my dear, me and some of the local folk are planning a big supper and you are more then welcome to join us. Um...when we figure out when that is.
And my name is Annie but folks call me Granny.

[salsaconjere]

Are you- Are you trying to cook your frog?

[Harpy, his own frog, gives a concerned ribbit in the background.]

[granygetyourgun]

I'm not keepin' him a a pet.
[Suddenly remembers the odd assortment of...things about this ship and begins to worry]
You, you ain't a frog, are you? I mean ain't nothin' wrong with keepin' er...um being a frog. I just haven't had much of a chance to fix a real meal since I got on this boat.

[salsaconjere]

You could always just ask to cook something,.

And no, I am not a frog. Just, Harpy, seems to be quite concerned.

[granygetyourgun]

I've cooked a bit while I've been here. Folks on this boat have been real friendly 'bout lettin' me use their kitchen.
Back home we go huntin' for our supper, and catching this golden thing will being a little home on my vacation.
And I beg your pardon...Harpy?

[grinwithnoshame]

But Granny, they're cute! ...That's not to say that cows aren't. Well--! I just think they're a little meager to eat. Kind of small, right? The frogs I mean.

[granygetyourgun]

They may be tiny, but they sure fry up somethin' tasty! We'll find something' not so cute and you can help me cook up a big home style supper.

[grinwithnoshame]

Oo! I'd love to, help. I like to cook when I can do it, and I'm always open to learning something new. I'm.. let's see, I'm really good with making fish.

[granygetyourgun]

Hot damn, I love fish! Seein' as we're on a boat I think that sounds like a right good idea! Maybe we can take a hold of that bar from Remy and Zeek some night and cook us up somethin' real nice.
[Granny is obviously very excited and fianlly starting to really enjoy herself.]

[granygetyourgun]

Oh darlin' these old selves hold more tricks then you know!

[grinwithnoshame]

Can't wait to find out!