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

sobbing i am le late

[greenspaces]

Jade isn't exactly sure what he said in sign language; she's still not the best, only knowing a few phrases and the alphabet. "What did you say? Are you going to eat?" The look she gives him is so expectant that hopefully, should he have any pity left in his heart, he'll take a bit of whatever's on his plate.

She grins at John, bumping him with her shoulder a little bit. "We'll tell them I forced you to take it, okay? So then they can't argue. Are you going to class today?"

o7 Take your time.

[knightime]

And Dave can't say no to that face. Especially when he knows that for a long time, she didn't really have food. And, god damn it, he's too weak.

He starts stabbing at his eggs with his fork. Of course he needs to mutilate his scrambled eggs more then they already are. If that's even possible. While he goes through his routine of obliterating his food, he's texting with his free hand.

go everyday
believe it or not
even if school is boring as balls

I've been horribly late on ALL the threads here, so. ^^;;

[wakingsavior]

John bumps Jade right back and then salutes before starting to peel the fruit in question. OM NOM NOT PLAIN PORRIDGE.

When Dave starts stabbing his eggs, John recognizes the food-mutilation for what it is - a pre-eating ritual - and smiles triumphantly. Good, Dave will eat, Jade's eating, and John won't have to fuss over either of them for now.

i'm sick of classes.
half of them aren't even useful.
but we get paid for going, so i probably will.

It's only a matter of time before John gets fed up with classes and starts going only if he absolutely has to. But for now, he's still going.

[greenspaces]

"I like classes. Bar fighting helped me win a battle." She giggles a little bit at Dave's merciless attack on his scrambled eggs. "Dave, you're supposed to eat them. They're already dead."

As for her own porridge, she puts a small bit into her mouth and then grins. Delicious, at least to her. Still, after only a few more bites, she sets the spoon down.

[knightime]

He freezes up a bit. Maybe...he should stop? But he's always done this with his food. Huh...did it bother her that he did it?

i can stop
if its annoying

Usually no one really says anything about it, since they usually dismissed it as some strange kid thing, so being called out on it was always kind of awkward. He wasn't sure if it was a good or bad reason. Dolorosa asked about it before, but she didn't seem to mind. Jade wouldn't mind either?

i rather go to
our multitude of plant classes
then romance
just putting that out there now