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[easilytriggered.livejournal.com]

[In some slightly off-the-beaten-path part of the quad today, there is a giant pie, and by giant, you could say that several grown men could fit inside of it comfortably--it is, however, oozing apple filling and not... blood or something else onto the grass, so perhaps that's a comforting thought. On top of said pie, there's a rather odd assortment of other baked goods: muffins, strudals, loaves of bread, cookies...

It's a surprisingly expansive list! The odd thing about the pile, however, is how nothing appears to be of the normal size; everything is either too big or too small. There are doughnut holes larger than your head, and yet, at the same time, there are cinnamon rolls you could fit on a fingernail.

Well, at least they taste good? If you're brave enough to try one at least.

Oh, right, there's also a guy seated a few feet behind the giant pile of baked goods, leaning against the base of a tree. He appears to be surveying the stack with mild interest as he munches on a cookie the size of a hubcap.]

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[dumpsterdives.livejournal.com]

[ That cookie is suddenly getting ganked right out of Zephyr's hands--and promptly disappears in mid-air.




What? ]

[easilytriggered.livejournal.com]

Huh!?

[That lazy sort of look disappears from Zephyr's face as he looks to and fro, trying to figure out where his cookie went. Is he confuse? Very much so.]

[dumpsterdives.livejournal.com]

[ Kiden stifles a laugh, biting into the cookie instead. There's a small crunching noise, and a few crumbs fall like dust motes.

Oh, yum. She's holding onto this for now.

She makes her slow way behind the tree, as her feet rustle the grass. ]

[easilytriggered.livejournal.com]

[Zephyr jerks his head toward the sound of the crunching--the sound of someone eating his cookie--only to find... absolutely nothing!

He rolls onto his feet, a little wary now, and tried to pick up on the location of whoever or whatever is wandering around him. Given how he's a pretty visual person, though, he fails rather miserably at it.

So instead he tries... summoning a whole bunch of tiny muffins, letting them fall in the general vicinity of where he had heard the crunching noises. When that fails, he just summons tiny muffins randomly. Maybe he'll get lucky?]

[dumpsterdives.livejournal.com]

[ It's a good thing Kiden's mouth is full of cookie, because otherwise she would be making pretty obvious sounds of alarm!

She dashes away, luckily close enough to the tree that the branches prevent the muffin-hail from touching her. She hides behind the tree for a few seconds, knowing it's now or never; he's on high alert. She swallows the bite of cookie.

Slowly, silently, once the coast is clear, she tip-toes around the tree and makes her careful way riiiight up behind her quarry. ]

[tromba-d-aria.livejournal.com]

[Another newcomer is quietly staring at the pile of bake goods with curiosity.]

[easilytriggered.livejournal.com]

[Zephyr leans over from his spot by the tree, propping himself up on his elbow, to get a look at whoever's just walked over.]

Feel free to have some if you want.

[tromba-d-aria.livejournal.com]

[Rider's ears perked in surprised] H-huh!? O-oh no... it's okay...

[easilytriggered.livejournal.com]

Uh, you sure? Not like I can eat it all by myself...

[He tilts his head. She sure seems shy...]

[greeneyedmecha.livejournal.com]

[Rikku spotted a muffin about the size of a laptop and managed to get it! So she lugs it over to Zephyr, smiling.]

You do this?

[He may notice that she's wearing gloves.]

[easilytriggered.livejournal.com]

Yep. Can't seem to make 'em a normal size yet.

[He shrugs and then points at her gloves.]

They're not exactly hot though, so I don't think you'll need those.

[greeneyedmecha.livejournal.com]

Huh? Oh, no, I'm wearing those because whenever I touch a computer or anything like that, it talks. It's....cool but also really annoying.

[She breaks off part of her muffin and starts nomming]

[easilytriggered.livejournal.com]

It... talks?

[He just stares at her for a moment.]

I'm guessing that not normal?

[Zephyr's good enough with a computer to use it, but he's certainly not privy to all their ins and outs.]

[betweenpaths.livejournal.com]

[Well this is certainly different.

Riku hasn't noticed Zephyr yet when he approaches to examine a mouse-sized roll, picking it up in his fingers with a bit of a bemused smile.

At least until that roll freezes solid in a matter of seconds in his grip.]

[easilytriggered.livejournal.com]

[Zephyr sort of leans to the side when he hears footsteps, propping himself on his elbow. He catches a glimpse of silver hair, but... that's about all he can see from this angle.

After a moment, he just sits back up to go back to munching on his cookie.]

[betweenpaths.livejournal.com]

[You're a loud muncher, Zephyr. Or maybe it's just cause Riku finally caught sight of the giant cookie and moves to see the boy behind it.]

Hey. Did you do all this?

[easilytriggered.livejournal.com]

[Zephyr chews and swallows before giving the other a lazy grin.]

Yep. Still working on getting the sizes right.

[bratbeyond.livejournal.com]

[Dang Ramadan and Damian's inability to actually eat any of these! He casts a cursory glance at Zephyr and was just going to say hi, but.... all the food distracted him.

Instead, he heads on over and gives him a look.] What's up with the food? Planning a bake sale?

[easilytriggered.livejournal.com]

Got some new abilities apparently.

[Zephyr grins and lets a small rain of tiny muffins land on Damian's head.]

[bratbeyond.livejournal.com]

[He'd be more annoyed if he weren't so confused.]

Wait a sec... you mean this is your superpower? That's so zidgit!

[easilytriggered.livejournal.com]

...Zidgit?

[This is Zephyr giving Damian an odd look. He's... never heard of that sort of word before. Is it a good or bad thing?]

Anyway, I dunno if I'd call it... superpower. Don't think I'm really gonna be saving any lives this way, unless we're talkin' famine here.

[ofherfate.livejournal.com]

[It's not the sight that catches Padmé's attention but the scents of freshly baked goods. She follows it and then lets out a Oh! once she sees everything. Then she spots Zephyr casually chilling with his frisbee-like cookie.]

I was about to ask if any of this was real or for mere decoration... until I noticed what you were eating.

[Padmé approaches the big pie and eyes it curiously, tilting her head.]

[easilytriggered.livejournal.com]

[He makes a gesture at the huge pile.]

Feel free to take some if you'd like. Not like I can eat it all.

[ofherfate.livejournal.com]

[She eyes the tiny little cinnamon rolls. For something so small they look delicious sitting there in a little pile.]

You have quite the selection. Did you make all of this?

[easilytriggered.livejournal.com]

Not sure I can actually take credit for making 'em. [He shrugs.] I just imagine them, and they show up. No real effort involved.