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

[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!

[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.

[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.

[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.

[monkeystail]

The little girl hadn't so much walked as sneaked in, but, while giving suspicious stares over her shoulder at the rest of the people inside the dining hall, was walking normally enough while she piled fruits not onto a platter, but in the 'pocket' her jacket made when the ends were held up. She had not changed into the school uniform yet, and would resist as long as possible.

Compared to earlier times, Huashi didn't, at least, dash out of the room, but settled at a seat at the edge of a table closest to the doors. Most people here could be counted as 'adults', and this little monkey didn't trust many adults.