[action, cafeteria]

[wills]

Just like always. [It's a phrase that has been getting her through the entire week. And it's close to the truth. The jell-o (or she thinks it's jell-o) quivers and slips off her fork just the same. The same weird be-speckled tile lines the floor of the cafeteria. The same hard, vaguely uncomfortable chairs. Even the textbooks piled on the table look about what she'd expect from the schools she'd been looking at prior to... ending up here. Expect for the parts where there's Para-Magic involved.

That was different.]

Jell-O's still watered down, though.

[Slouching back in her chair, Willow picks at the corner of one of the books before turning her attention back to the wriggling, vibrant green cube accompanying a largely average dinner. Sh kicks the empty chair across from her.]

Comments

[bratbeyond.livejournal.com]

I still think it could be poisoned. [Damian was going to head back to his dorm after dinner - and skip class like usual - but the sight of someone poking her jell-o (or whatever it was) distracted him.]

You never know in a place like this.

[dragon-savior.livejournal.com]

You get used to it after awhile.

[She doesn't look like she's from the group who got mashed potatoes all over his armor. So he sits with her!]

The cooks are good, but I still prefer apples.

[redcinemareel]

[JUMPS when she kicked that chair he had been walking past.]

What's wrong with you?

[derped.livejournal.com]

[... oh. Someone who's new and seems kind of alone. Rion understands that, he really does. He'll just... quietly wave at her, and then gesture at a chair questioningly, trying to ask (without speaking or writing) if it's okay if he sits.]

[fierybluebird]

I don't know how you can eat that stuff. It's like mint jellied squid seaking.