hold the milk put back the sugar [OPEN]

[trollofthree]

Characters: EVERYONE
Format: ANYTHING
This log is: open a cereal party you guys
Location: Dining Hall
Summary: BREAKFAST. It happens every day. It's also a great place to run into people whilst half-asleep, half-dressed and half-everything else.

Comments

[idkmybffxiao]

"You're welcome! We'll teach this place not to mess with us one way or another!"

Yeeessss. Now for breakfast. Finally.

[greennotgold]

Well, if she was ready to eat, he should probably get his tray off to the front counter... He stood up and picked it up.

"See you later!"

[monkeystail]

Huashi nodded, relieved Kotarou had turned to determination instead of looking downcast. Then she paused with the kiwi halfway to her mouth, mouth also open in preparation for the delicious, delicious fruit. She just had a revelation. So to speak.

"What if she doesn't know. You're gonna have to find someone here who can tell her what sort of sick she is, then!" It didn't enter Huashi's mind at all that telling someone who didn't know they were sick that they might be wasn't something you did just like that.

"We'll slove it!" Huashi said with a determined nod and finally finished her fruit-to-mouth arc and put the kiwi where it was supposed to go.

[trollofthree]

He tapped the side of his head. "I want to remember that apology later. Ammunition and all." And then, because the conversation wasn't allowed to be serious, by order of Gino, "Maybe you should write it down. I'll have it framed."

[queenscheckmate]

"You'll remember it, so there will be no need for me to say it again and I'm not writing it down. You'll just rub it in my face later."

[trollofthree]

"I'll do that anyway," he pointed out, and decided it was probably safe to sit at her table by this point. So, of course, he did. And then snagged her book, for added security.

[queenscheckmate]

Eye roll, Gino. "Is there a reason why you're holding my book captive now or is that just the Britianian in you?" She was joking... kind of.

[trollofthree]

"It's in English," he waved it at her cheerfully, "That makes it a Britannian citizen. This is a liberation effort."

[queenscheckmate]

Cue facepalm. "Do you even know what the title of the book says?"

[trollofthree]

He flipped it the right way up, and took another, longer look at the cover. "Seibei and the Gourd. A Japanese book? What's it about?"

[queenscheckmate]

"You have the book in your hand, you tell me."

[trollofthree]

"That's not fair," he grinned, but opened the book and scanned the pages anyway. "Is it about an unfriendly pilot who won't give a guy a straight answer, by any chance?"

[queenscheckmate]

"No, it's about a tall, blond, and blue eyed Britannian male who tries to make 'liberation efforts' in order to talk to a girl, who happens to be his roommate in a foreign land, unknown to both of them. And if it's all the same to you, Gino, I'd like the book back. I won't read it while you're here if that's what you're worried about."

[trollofthree]

"You sure? I don't think this Britannian male can compete with a book about gourds." He handed it back, though.

[queenscheckmate]

Kallen took the book from him and placed it on the table. "Who said it was about you?"

[trollofthree]

"Ouch." He laughed, and leaned against the table, one hand lifting in surrender. She could have that one, but he reserved the right to change the subject.

"So, Kallen. How've you been, anyway?"

[idkmybffxiao]

"Yeah! The kid with the hat."

Mei found the page. It was the rules governing the very basic conditions for winning and losing. She pointed to one of the lines. "I don't want him to get in trouble for not fighting, but I think I found a way around it. We're going to pick something to figure out the winner besides a fight and the loser forfeits. As long as weapons are drawn and someone declares forfeit, how are they going to know we didn't hit each other?"

[queenscheckmate]

She smiled back at him. But soon that smile faded.

"I've been okay, I guess. Just finding out some information... Tried to leave and that didn't work out so well."

[trollofthree]

"Yeah?" He straightened slightly, his own grin falling just after hers. He hadn't tried to leave yet, but that was mainly because they were being held in an unknown foreign world and he wasn't willing to face the paperwork it would take to explain how he'd even managed that to Beatrix later.

Let alone how they were in another world to start with. "What did you try?"

[queenscheckmate]

"The tracks. We followed them back. But then... something strange happened. We heard the whistle of the tram come closer and closer, but there was no train car, no nothing. We blinked and we were back where we started."

[trollofthree]

Gino blinked. Blinked and gave her the benefit of the doubt. "You sure someone didn't just knock you out?"

[queenscheckmate]

"It takes a lot to knock me out, you know that. And besides like I said, it wasn't just me."

[trollofthree]

"Yeah, exactly. Who'd you go with?"

[queenscheckmate]

"Meryl. She's an ally of sorts."

[trollofthree]

A Player. He recognised the name from the screens, but didn't have a face to put to it. "And she heard the same thing? The tram whistle."