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.

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[bitofafiction]

Sherlock is not half-anything, thank you very much. In fact he is downright perky as he grabs some toast and a seat.

Morning person alert!

[allurprincess]

The girl sitting further along the same table, however...

[bitofafiction]

Oh, dear.

He glances at her, raising his eyebrows slightly.

[allurprincess]

Ah, she's moving. Is she waking up?

Nope, she's just slumping forward and faceplanting into her bowl of cereal.

[bitofafiction]

Now that is actually dangerous.

Sherlock leans over and puts his hand on her shoulder to pull her back up before she can inhale too much milk.

[summerstars]

Grenn looked back at Sora, having met her at the door and gently guided her around and then pushed her towards a table. Shaking her head, she picked up her own breakfast and sat down at one of the tables further out than where Sora was sitting, which frankly was easier to sit at with her wheelchair.

Laying her notebook beside her food, Grenn started to sketch and make notes of, currently, at least, the propulsion system of two different small passenger near-space ships. It may seem silly to go into such detail, but that was what specializing in different ship-types was for.

She missed flying... Grenn frowned, and felt like something was off. Something which had to do with flying... Frag it. Another taken memory.

[warpwhatsir]

You know who's still got a messed up sleep pattern as a result of staying up all night to study for exams?

Sulu has. Starfleet only takes the best, you know.

Oh, look, he's asleep again.

[myownfuture]

"Ah--"

Reiko approached Sora's table just in time to see the strange boy touch her. Instinctively, she reached out to grab his arm. "What are you doing?! Don't touch her!"

[trollofthree]

"Hey, Grenn! What's that you're drawing?"

Catching her arrival, Gino would have assumed the girl in the wheelchair was one of Sora's 'princesses', if he hadn't already fought her in the previous round. Since he had, and fighting someone once was all the excuse he needed to befriend them, he just set his second helping of the morning on the table and leaned over to get a better look. "Engines?"

[allurprincess]

Sora just slumps against his hand, oblivious, her bangs now soaked and slightly cornflake-encrusted.

[swordofzero]

Suzaku was awake, he had been awake two hours already and had spent one of them waiting in the yard for Sora, they were meant to spar- with sticks as they couldn't actually touch each other, but she hadn't turned up.

He spotted her, with Sherlock Holmes and another girl. He wandered over, "No I really wouldn't touch her, she kicks hard!" His smile was small but it conveyed respect to Sora, who he had come to like even if she hadn't bothered to turn up to practice.

[summerstars]

"... err..." Oops. Blinking, Grenn looks down at the page and then up over at Gino. She didn't think anyone would come over. She should have considered that drawing things like this where anyone could see might have been a bit stupid, but it had seemed like a good time-saver, at the time...

"Um... Yes. I... need to remember this," Grenn muttered, hearing herself falter and cursed it mentally. If she was lucky, he wasn't mechanically interested (which, honestly, she wasn't, but she had to know this) and would be able to tell if this was more technologically advanced than what he might be used to.

Hopefully, he wouldn't notice either way.

[bitofafiction]

Having gotten Sora out of immediate peril, he shrugs, reclaims his arm from Reiko, and goes back to his toast.

"And now she will not drown in her breakfast. My work here is done."

[myownfuture]

Reiko glared from the one boy to the other. Just who were they? And who was this Japanese boy who was talking about Sora so familiarly?

She shook Sora's shoulder. "Sora. Sora Himoto, wake up! Sheesh..."

[allurprincess]

"Buh."

So eloquent, but then again this is a girl who was up all night fretting about what she could have done to make Tsuki so mad at her. She only got to the dining hall at all because Grenn managed to catch her before she staggered into a bush and became her guide towards breakfast from then on.

And then she's shaken and reality snaps back; she blinks milk out of her eyes to look first at Sherlock, then at Reiko. Suzaku has managed to go unnoticed for now, but that won't last. "Aah! What time is it?"

[swordofzero]

Suzaku smiled politely at the others at the table, "Good morning Mr Sherlock Holmes, and you too miss," he thought the other girl was maybe one of Sora's princesses, but really that was because he just assumed all the girls in the school where her princesses until told other wise.

He looked at Sora, he had never seen her so, well not bouncy. "It's eight fifteen Himoto Sora."

[trollofthree]

"I get that," he seemed fairly engrossed in stacking his poached eggs on top of slices of bacon and toast, but after a few moments of this, he looked back at the sketches. They were similar to the engines of the later generation Knightmares, as far as he could remember, but there were several obvious differences. Not to mention that how far he could remember was 'not very far at all'.

"Are they meant to run on sakuradite?"

[bitofafiction]

"Good morning to you too," he murmurs without looking up from his toast.

[myownfuture]

Reiko sighs. "Didn't you get any sleep last night, Sora?"

[idkmybffxiao]

This is Mei at breakfast.

This is Mei at breakfast with the rulebook in front of her, breakfast going ignored.

This is Mei at breakfast with the rulebook in front of her, breakfast going ignored, and does she ever look annoyed. She wasn't finding the exceptions she had been hoping to find in those pages and as selfless as she could be, the tiny girl seriously did not like it when things did not go exactly as she had wanted them to.

"... what... half this stuff just sounds weird," she muttered under her breath.

/uses every derp icon she owns

[allurprincess]

"Not really... I was thinking too much." She rubs her head sheepishly, then stares as her hand comes away covered in cornflakes. She brushes them off onto her rumpled blazer with the air of someone used to weirder things, and notices Suzaku immediately afterwards. "Ah, sorry Suzaku, I won't oversleep tomorrow," she stifles a yawn. "Have you two had breakfast yet?"

[scott_pilgrim]

You honestly, truly believe Scott is a morning sorta person? Well, you're wrong. Very wrong. So very wrong that you wrap into being right again and then back to wrong. In fact, he's half-eating cereal, half-still asleep. Well... more than half asleep.

[queenscheckmate]

Kallen's awake. The morning routine of getting up and ready for school. A book rested in her hand and pages laced in between her fingers. Her free hand reached for a french toast stick. She's not a big fan of cereal. Can't eat and study at the same time.

Actually, Kallen's hoping that this day will be like the ones before. Before she arrived here and before things went sour. She hoped that someone will come to bother her like he usually does. Although it's been a while. She hadn't been spending time at the dorm and generally avoiding a certain tall and blond male.

Re: /uses every derp icon she owns

[swordofzero]

Suzaku nodded, thinking too much often led to lack of sleep and he accepted her apology wordlessly. At her question he shook his head, "I should go get some."

[trollofthree]

"Yo, Kallen." Speak of the devil, and, well. All the rest. "How's that pacifism thing working out for you?"