Characters: ALL Format: ANY This log is: OPEN Location: Dining hall Summary: It's time for lunch! Warnings: TBA
[your selection for today is, for some reason, your standard American highschool lunch menu. If you have Player permission, there's ice-cream for dessert.]
Enki had taken one look at the food offered, and immediately went for the fruit, which was, thankfully, still present in their bowls. There was no way he was eating whatever that was.
No way at all.
He'd probably drop dead before he'd chewed the first bite properly. He wasn't touching that with a pole. Somehow, he felt unclean simply passing the food and picking up the fruit.
And if Shōryū made fun of him, he'd throw this overripe... uh... whatever it was in his face.
Miwako found a place to sit, and that just happened to be near a stranger she hadn't met before. Well, this might be awkward, but she did have to branch out... She smiled slightly to him before looking back down to her lunch.
Said stranger was also not sitting on a seat by the table, but on the table instead.
He caught her quick smile out of the corner of his eye, and tossed her a lop-sided smile back. Really, we wasn't cut out for this... Contrary to Shōryū, he preferred wandering Kankyuu and the countryside, not actually talking (not that Shōryū always did lots of talking) to the various people he met.
Enki knew he should maybe attempt to behave better, but a few hundred years of habit was hard to break, and he could see better when sitting on the table instead. He stifled a small sigh and turned halfway around so he could look at the girl better.
She looked nervous, even if she was trying to hide it.
"You can move, if you feel like it. I don't mind," Enki said with a shrug and picked up a peach from his collection and was once again treated to how fantastic they tasted.
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No way at all.
He'd probably drop dead before he'd chewed the first bite properly. He wasn't touching that with a pole. Somehow, he felt unclean simply passing the food and picking up the fruit.
And if Shōryū made fun of him, he'd throw this overripe... uh... whatever it was in his face.
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He caught her quick smile out of the corner of his eye, and tossed her a lop-sided smile back. Really, we wasn't cut out for this... Contrary to Shōryū, he preferred wandering Kankyuu and the countryside, not actually talking (not that Shōryū always did lots of talking) to the various people he met.
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She didn't say anything, just started to eat.
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She looked nervous, even if she was trying to hide it.
"You can move, if you feel like it. I don't mind," Enki said with a shrug and picked up a peach from his collection and was once again treated to how fantastic they tasted.