Backdated to the evening of Rest Day

[cheesetwo]

Characters: C.C. and anyone in the dining hall
Format: Anything is fine :D
This log is: open
Location: Dining Hall
Summary: C.C. recruits Weapons?
Warnings: None at the moment

Dining communally like this was ridiculous enough as it was. But did this school really not have pizza?

Staring at the unappetizing food on her plate which was certainly not pizza-like in the slightest, C.C. sighed and poked at it with her spoon. What was it even? Actually, she didn't care. Even Kallen's curry was better than this.

Standing up, she decided enough was enough, and raised her voice to address anyone who happened to be present. "If you can cook a halfway decent pizza for me, I'll be your Player," she announced to the masses. But it better be good.

Comments

[wasabisandwiches]

The food here, Cécile concluded, was definitely lacklustre. She desired to cook something of her own-- something delicious and spicy, but perhaps a little bit sweet... Oh, that would be marvelous! For the moment, though, she was drudging through the normal fare of the dining hall, attempting to make it palatable with the addition of salt and pepper. It wasn't working.

When she heard C.C.'s voice raise and the request for pizza, Cécile perked. And then perked a little more. Here was the chance she'd been waiting for! She'd be able to cook something absolutely delicious.

Her hand shot into the air before she even fully thought about it. "I'll make you one!" she said, voice cheerful. What could go wrong?

[choseanidiot]

A bit down the table, despite the fact that there were perfectly serviceable chairs and benches, Enki sat perched on the edge of the tabletop. Beside him was a plate with the current vegan option and a pair of discarded chopsticks; whether he'd decided the food wasn't good enough, or he'd forgotten something, however... In any case, the food had been abadoned for fruit.

"Why not just make it yourself?" Enki looked up from where he was demolishing a peach, thoroughly frustrated. When was he going to stop finding memories he'd... well, forgotten? Peaches, too!

[swordofzero]

He had known she was here, he had seen her name on the list of players and the moment he heard the voice demanding pizza he knew exactly who it was.

"CC," he said as he approached her and stood by her table.

[formerly_known_as_prince]

When she had finished interviewing scabbards/pizza chefs, Utena slid in across from C2. Her plate was piled high and she began attacking it with gusto, having already sweated out some of her anxieties at gym class. Sure, the food wasn't great but it beat the fuck out of shaved ice every day.

"Hey...The notice board says we're roomies now." She said after hurriedly swallowing.