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.]
By then, Zoro's back was the only thing facing Romeo and the new arrival. A few feet away, holding his tray of food in both hands, he was glancing about, head on a swivel, looking for a place to sit. The dining hall had started to become more crowded around that time, and many of the tables had filled up.
By chance, though, Zoro happened to look back at Romeo and Sugata and noticed them looking directly at him. He raised a brow, his expressions changing slightly to a slight concern.
The misunderstanding was a simple one; Zoro's casual, yet gravel-laden voice, likely came off as a bit too rough. When he'd touched Romeo to urge him back into line, he hadn't used one bit of coercive strength to do so. Zoro had thought absolutely nothing of the exchange, too, so when their stares persisted, he frowned a little, but turned away again without a word. Spotting an empty table with a windowed view of the surrounding courtyard, Zoro strode away and seated himself quietly, sliding into his chair with a very small smile and a sigh of content.
Sugata seemed satisfied that the man wasn't going to cause any more trouble, and looked back to Romeo. He offered him a small smile. "Good. Be careful, alright?"
Romeo smiled at the man and nodded, "Thank you sir! I will be!" Taking the pizza that was not pizza, his fruit and water he left and started looking for a place to sit.
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By chance, though, Zoro happened to look back at Romeo and Sugata and noticed them looking directly at him. He raised a brow, his expressions changing slightly to a slight concern.
The misunderstanding was a simple one; Zoro's casual, yet gravel-laden voice, likely came off as a bit too rough. When he'd touched Romeo to urge him back into line, he hadn't used one bit of coercive strength to do so. Zoro had thought absolutely nothing of the exchange, too, so when their stares persisted, he frowned a little, but turned away again without a word. Spotting an empty table with a windowed view of the surrounding courtyard, Zoro strode away and seated himself quietly, sliding into his chair with a very small smile and a sigh of content.
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