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Not quite breakfast, not quite lunch [Completed]
Characters: Auron, Asuka, B. Jenet, The Prince
Content: The group gets together and... talks about stuff?
Setting: Vanaheim's Actua Are
Time: Friday, late morning
Warnings: None so far
Jenet had overslept more than she would've liked to, but it was alright. She hated mornings anyways. Well, it was still morning here, but it was late enough that it wasn't really bothering her. After taking a quick shower and freshening herself up a bit, she down to the hotel's lobby. She didn't see any of her new friends around though and decided to have something to eat. Pancakes, sausage, eggs and some orange juice... That was her order and it arrived quickly enough. "Good to know that the food here is still something I recognize and not some weird foreign crap." she said to herself before eating her meal, which tasted surprisingly good.
"Wow... It's a lot better than the stuff my crew makes." Jenet stared at her plate, which by now was half cleared. "Maybe I should ask the cooks here to give me some of their recipes. They'll make good souveneirs for when I find a way to go back."
As she drank her juice, Jenet's thoughts went back to last night's fiasco with the Prince and how she'd agreed to give him a "talk" to him later in the day. "Hah, me teaching a kid all about boys and girls. The guys back home will never believe this."
[OOC: Asuka-mun, I didn't mention anything about her being in the room or not when Jenet woke up. Let me know if I should change this and I'll gladly do so.]
Content: The group gets together and... talks about stuff?
Setting: Vanaheim's Actua Are
Time: Friday, late morning
Warnings: None so far
Jenet had overslept more than she would've liked to, but it was alright. She hated mornings anyways. Well, it was still morning here, but it was late enough that it wasn't really bothering her. After taking a quick shower and freshening herself up a bit, she down to the hotel's lobby. She didn't see any of her new friends around though and decided to have something to eat. Pancakes, sausage, eggs and some orange juice... That was her order and it arrived quickly enough. "Good to know that the food here is still something I recognize and not some weird foreign crap." she said to herself before eating her meal, which tasted surprisingly good.
"Wow... It's a lot better than the stuff my crew makes." Jenet stared at her plate, which by now was half cleared. "Maybe I should ask the cooks here to give me some of their recipes. They'll make good souveneirs for when I find a way to go back."
As she drank her juice, Jenet's thoughts went back to last night's fiasco with the Prince and how she'd agreed to give him a "talk" to him later in the day. "Hah, me teaching a kid all about boys and girls. The guys back home will never believe this."
[OOC: Asuka-mun, I didn't mention anything about her being in the room or not when Jenet woke up. Let me know if I should change this and I'll gladly do so.]
The Prince is being discreet! (Except totally not)
He ran down the stairs, making a beeline for the restaurant. That was the important thing he had to do! The Prince had to eat! It all made sense now. He first spotted Asuka, and started to run over to where she was sitting, before he noticed Jenet. He stopped, remembering the night before. While Jenet did not look angry over the incident at that moment, The Prince knew that he had ended the evening on a bad note, if Jenet's shoe was any indication. The Prince eyed her shoes from where he stood. Well, he certainly didn't want another one of those things flying at him.
He backtracked to the front of the restaurant as quickly as he possibly could. In an act of desperation he dived behind a faux plant to hide. The thought hadn't occurred to him to leave the area or go back to his room... well, the hiding was probably about the best his panic-stricken mind could come up with at that moment.