Brad Solo
Not Your Typical Jedi
Yes, food! It was something Brad could focus on that was not complicated or confusing. When the group had meandered over to the table Brad did not react much. He did not openly react to [member="Hawk Solo"] ‘s joke about [member="Delila Castillon"] ‘s cooking. Brad had just begun to make sure the last preparations for dinner was in place. He had pulled out two bottle of fine red wine to go with dinner.
Brad did not answer [member="Samantha Solo"] ‘s question about Ryshcate right away. He was not trying to be rude, if that is how it was being perceived. Much had happened this evening. There were many turbulent emotions and he was a Jedi after all. It was very human to be emotionally effect by your father’s death. Brad was human. He was a Jedi to. Brad knew the dangers that suffering and pain could bring. He was just trying to center himself in doing a simple task, setting up dinner.
While Del was saying how the food smelled great, Brad was pulling out the ryshcate. Normally he always placed desert on the table last but tonight was not a normal night. Placing the desert near Sam, Brad managed to smile again. He nodded to Sam and then looked over to Del. “Thank you, Del”, Brad thank Del for the kind comment and then sat down himself.
There was plenty of food fond on the table. There was still some of the pre-dinner appetizer that no one had touched yet. Broiled lobster tails with a garlic and chili butter sauce. The dinner itself, Ribeye steak with goat cheese meyer lemon honey mustard sauce. For a starch side, a rice and vegetable mixture, that had a dash of nuts... to give it a hint more texture. The salad, a wild arugula salad with pears.
Brad did not answer [member="Samantha Solo"] ‘s question about Ryshcate right away. He was not trying to be rude, if that is how it was being perceived. Much had happened this evening. There were many turbulent emotions and he was a Jedi after all. It was very human to be emotionally effect by your father’s death. Brad was human. He was a Jedi to. Brad knew the dangers that suffering and pain could bring. He was just trying to center himself in doing a simple task, setting up dinner.
While Del was saying how the food smelled great, Brad was pulling out the ryshcate. Normally he always placed desert on the table last but tonight was not a normal night. Placing the desert near Sam, Brad managed to smile again. He nodded to Sam and then looked over to Del. “Thank you, Del”, Brad thank Del for the kind comment and then sat down himself.
There was plenty of food fond on the table. There was still some of the pre-dinner appetizer that no one had touched yet. Broiled lobster tails with a garlic and chili butter sauce. The dinner itself, Ribeye steak with goat cheese meyer lemon honey mustard sauce. For a starch side, a rice and vegetable mixture, that had a dash of nuts... to give it a hint more texture. The salad, a wild arugula salad with pears.