Open log for Fortitude peeps!

[wakingsavior]

Characters: John Egbert AND YOU
Format: Whichever you like
This log is: open
Location: Fortitude dining hall
Summary: At whatever given meal you like, John is sitting calmly at the Discard table.
Warnings: Ridiculous deaf boy?

John thought about it, on Sunday, and decided that even a week of not being able to hug or poke or tap one of his friends on the shoulder was too much. Why did both Jade and Dave have to be Players?

Well, they'd been sneaking out better food for him, and even if he really couldn't do anything but chill in his room, or Dave's room, or Jade and Vriska's room, it was ok. He could touch his friends and not get hurt for it.

Today (whichever day today is), at this meal (whichever meal this is), he's just sitting at the Discard table, picking at the bland icky food he's forced to eat and looking rather content with his lot, everything aside.

He wouldn't turn down any conversation.

Comments

[countryofassholes]

Spotting a familiar face, Britannia gave John a smile from across the cafeteria as she crossed it and sat down next to him, placing her lunch on the table. The smile faltered slightly however as she saw his "food" and gave a sympathetic wince.

"I don't think I'd even serve that mess to a number." She remarked wryly as she leaned over to stare at... whatever it was. Her own tray had been filled with the basic lunch: sandwiches, fruit, juice, etc. All of it far more edible than whatever party John had going on his.

wow, I don't fail at tags, what?

[wakingsavior]

John smiled right back, and managed not to look to jealously at her plate. Ah, the sacrifices he makes for friendship. Like it really is all that bad, hah, he'd much rather eat shitty food and hug his friends.

He waves when she sits down, and grabs his PDA from where he had set it next to his tray.

it's not as bad as it looks.

...okay, that's a lie, it's kind of nasty.
but it's... filling?

Shhh, all tags were very timely.

[countryofassholes]

"So is sawdust." Britannia replied promptly as she picked up a cup full of fruit and started picking the grapes out of it to snack on. "Haven't you found a player yet?"

The timeliest

[wakingsavior]

John laughs a little at that, silently. He's pretty sure this is at least a half step above sawdust, though he doesn't bother saying so.

don't want one!
jade and dave are both players this round.

That's really all that needs to be said, in John's opinion. Britannia may need clarification, but really that's the heart of it. His best friends are players, so he's not vowing with anyone since he can't vow with both.

/SOBS

[countryofassholes]

Britannia gives John a moment before realizing he has absolutely no intention of continuing, thus prompting her to finish her grape and speak.

"You don't want to fight either one?" She asks then, setting the cup down and licking her thumb clean. It's unmannerly, yes, but she's decided she's allowed to be a little more slovenly these days. Nothing she does could possibly be as bad as Alfred, anyway.

[wakingsavior]

Oh, okay, he needs to elaborate. That's cool.

no it's just that if they're both players, if i vow to one of them, i can't touch the other one.
which would suck a lot.
so i'm just not vowing!