oo1 | action/cafeteria

[supbroski.livejournal.com]

[ Well, a girl who kind of looks like Jade Harley was about to go storming to who knows where on this godforsaken campus. She's kind of mad; what kind of place picks you up when you're busy mourning your dead family members? Jeez, can't you at least wait a week or so?

(Jade knew she didn't have a week left to live at home. She tried not to think about this.)

But on her way to rage around the campus, she had smelled food. Wow, that was amazing. Did people actually make things that weren't microwaved? She wandered inside of the building and sat down, staring at the food. She was a little hungry; it wasn't often that she got a meal inside the Medium, and it had been a long time since anything other than soda and ramen.

Soda. Did this place have any?

People can find her sitting there. She's been there all day, and has no intention of going anywhere any time soon. Classes? What are classes? Staring at food > following a schedule. ]

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[dumpsterdives.livejournal.com]

[ Looks like Jade's got her priorities straight. Kiden approves of a straight set of priorities. Who the fuck needs schedules when there's food?

The cafeteria is conveniently predictably busy, so Kiden wordlessly slides her tray onto the table next to the smaller girl's before taking a seat.

Shepherd's pie, man. Food of the fucking gods. ]

[supbroski.livejournal.com]

[ Amen, sister.

Jade isn't very good at people -- the last person that she talked to was Bro, and...well, never mind. She watches the other girl carefully out of the corner of her eye, glad for the sunglasses for once. It takes her a long time to say something. ]

Sup?

[dumpsterdives.livejournal.com]

[ Kiden pauses with a forkful of corny, potatoey goodness halfway to her mouth, consternated. Couldn't this kid see that she was eating? But then again, Kiden's always been a little softer for girls--a necessary weakness from growing up in a house of boys. ]

Not much. Eating. [ Said emphatically. There's a small pause, as if she's looking for Jade's eyes under those sunglasses. ] You okay?

[supbroski.livejournal.com]

[ She's been eating -- god, she's so hungry again, but she figures that stuffing ten meals into one day would be a Bad Idea.

If you're expecting her to take the shades off, don't look for it any time soon. ]

if you count 'pulled from one world to the other like whoosh bang' okay then yeah, I'm doing great.

[ A shrug. How does one communicate. ]

But I'd say no? Not really.

[dumpsterdives.livejournal.com]

[ Kiden huffs a bit, then makes a quiet, amused sound. She feels like a tape recorder. ]

We've all got places we'd rather be. Might as well get comfy while you're here.

[supbroski.livejournal.com]

[ A slight nod.

God, how awkward. ]

So, uh. What's the cheesy brown thing?

[ Pointing vaguely at the shepherd's pie. Jade's never seen it before. ]

[dumpsterdives.livejournal.com]

[ There is another long, soul-scouring pause. ]

Have you...never had shepherd's pie before?

[ UTTER CONSTERNATION. You look human, and yet...!! ]

[supbroski.livejournal.com]

Nope. At least, not that I can remember.

[ She's definitely human, but she's also Strider. Which means that good food is beyond her. ]

Is it French or something? Where do you get it from? This stuff free?

[dumpsterdives.livejournal.com]

It's just beef, potatoes and corn.

[ Extends her fork, with a sloppy morsel on it. Now's no time to be squeamish, Jade, there's discovery to be done. ]

You get it by standing in line over there and flashing your sponsor ring.

[supbroski.livejournal.com]

[ Jade takes one look at it and then pretty much dashes with all the ninja speed into that line.

She moves faster for this than anything else recently, excepting one thing. Soon enough, she's back, still examining the sponsor ring. ]

So that's what this does? Gets me food? Does it do anything else?

[ Jade: purposefully ignoring any important documents since 2011. ]

[flirtninja.livejournal.com]

[This is the second time he's been past and noticed her and -- had she even moved?]

[She better not be depressed and stuff!]

You okay there?

[supbroski.livejournal.com]

[ She'll be depressed when she's alone; right now is staring at food time. She hasn't moved. She's still trying to figure out how the food gets into the serving things. How does it work? Where do they unfreeze and microwave it all? That's a lot. ]

Huh?

[ Looking up. Oh shit someone she doesn't know must act cool must act cool. The shocked face is replaced with a more neutral one. ]

Oh, I mean, yeah. I'm totally chill. Just...where's it all come from?

[flirtninja.livejournal.com]

[Trying to be cooler than a ninja? It can't ever work!]

Where's what all come from?

[supbroski.livejournal.com]

[ She is a Strider. It's either be cool or die trying. ]

The food. They've got to have at least a thousand microwaves or magic fairies back there making all this shit.

[flirtninja.livejournal.com]

They have cooks. And ovens.

[He's trying not to judge! Oh god he's trying! Other worlds are weird places too, he knows this!]

[supbroski.livejournal.com]

Our oven at home had shit stuffed into it. We didn't actually use any of the junk in the kitchen.

[ She looks at him, curiously. ]

Who're you?

[flirtninja.livejournal.com]

Edge -- ninja, King, and SeeD, at your service.

[He snaps his cape out very melodramatically as he bows.]

[supbroski.livejournal.com]

[ ... ] Cool.

Uh, Jade Strider, little sis of a ninja and also kinda hungry. [ Wow oh my god she wants a cape. ] When do I get one of those? [ Now pointing at said cape. ]

[flirtninja.livejournal.com]

[Uh, good question. Hmm.]

The best cape is one made specially for you. Fitting your weight, height, and the way you like to move. There's a tailoring class here, you know!

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

[Why are none of her friends here today? Cissie groans, pressing her lips together before shyly making her way towards Jade's table and laying her tray on it.]

May I sit here?

[She might as well be polite: it's not like she should just plop down and say nothing, after all.]

[supbroski.livejournal.com]

Huh-- oh.

[ She looks up and nods. ]

Sure chica. Sup?

[ girls talking to me? initiate ridiculous semi-awkward terms of endearment. ]

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

[She can't help giggling as she sits down beside Jade and begins to eat. Yum, a full bowl of shrimp salad!]

Not much! I figure I'm going to head down to the library to find out more about healing magic before class.

How 'bout you?

[supbroski.livejournal.com]

[ Jade is still kind of poking at the foreign thing called 'shepherd's pie'. ]

Healing magic? They have that kind of thing here?

[ Not that she would use it, but it sounds like something out of a fairy tale. ]

I uh. Just got here, so I dunno.

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

Oh! I'm sorry, I just assumed... [Way to go, Cissie.] Yeah, there's healing magic and attack magic and it's pretty cool? Though I wouldn't be the person to ask, considering it's only my third week.

Do you like it so far? Garden, I mean?

[supbroski.livejournal.com]

That sounds sweet. I didn't have magic junk at home, unless you count time shenanigans.

It's....big. And less cold.