2nd floor common room, morning/brunch time

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron returns from a run into town with a couple of bags. He's got muffins from Jeff the God of Biscuits, the NPC bakery, and ingredients for his omelettes and the pancakes Marty is going to make. Hopefully either Marty or Rory show up soon because Cam's really not too good at making coffee. With the invitation folder helmet on, he is however capable of making a damn wicked omelette.


((Yes, this is adressed to the 2nd floor but anyone who wanders by will get breakfast. So feel free to drop in.))

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[demonbelthazor]

Stopping by the dorms that morning to pick up some things for Phoebe, Belthazor smelled something cooking on his way out. His stomach rumbled, and he remembered he'd barely eaten anything all day yesterday. If someone was making breakfast, Phoebe surely wouldn't be upset if he paused to grab something.

"Hey, Cam," he said as he walked into the second floor common room. His jaw was faintly bruised and his lower lip swollen, like he had been in a fight recently.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Yo," Cameron curiously eyed the bruises, not that he was one to talk considering how many bruises he ended up with in the gym. "Nice shiner."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty smirked as he entered the room and saw that Belthazor was looking rather beat up. Actually seeing anyone beat up other than himself was a novelty to Marty.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky wandered in in a t-shirt, sweat pants and socks. He blinked a few times to wake up and waved the folder at Cam. "Food?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Sure thing, man. Marty isn't here yet to make the pancakes, but I got omelettes!" Cameron waves the fork he was using around.

Pancakes!

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty walks in with the mixings for the Pancakes and starts whipping them up.

If the batter looks like it's a strange color, it probably is because Marty has no idea what he's making.

"Sorry I'm late Cam. Had to run to town and get the fixings," Marty said as he fished some egg shells out of the batter.

Re: Pancakes!

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"No worries. Bel actually made us coffee already and Kawalsky decided to help out with the pancakes too." For which he is grateful because Marty's batter did look a bit odd.

Re: Pancakes!

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna had contimplated making breakfast, but then decided that she really didn't want to get food poisoining on a Sunday and instead followed her nose up a floor. "Pancakes!" Faithful didn't even twitch on her shoulder.

Re: Pancakes!

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty gave Cam a confused look. "What? Texas? I thought Lee was from another planet. Why would he care about Texas?"

Re: Pancakes!

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Huh? No! I meant John. I haven't seen Lee for a while now. And not Texas. More like sex..." Definitely getting redder now.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip comes hurrying down the stairs with every intent of heading out to town for breakfast. When he smells the muffins, though, he stops dead in his tracks and makes a quick turn. He walks over to the common room, peers in, and sticks his arms out in front of him. Walkting his best zombie walk and talking his best zombie talk, he shuffles over to the muffins mumbling, "Braaaaaiiiiiins, braaaaaaaiiiiiiiins." He looks down at the muffins. "Muffins will doooooooooooo. I must have a muffin or I will eat all you braaaaaaiiiiiiiiins."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron laughs and motions to the bag on the counter. "Help yourself, man. There's pancakes and omelettes too if you want."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Finishing Kawalsky's and Liz' omelettes, Cameron brings them over to where they are sitting on the couch. "Here you go, your highnessesses."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Thank you, my dear," Elizabeth grins at him, taking the plate. "You rock for doing this. If I really was a highness, I'd knight you."

[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

Maia came in rather blurry eyed, bruises on her arms from hitting them against the tank yesterday collecting Gillyweed. Yawning she walks over and grabs a bagel. "Wow this is really nice" Yawns "Thanks for doing this." She said spreading on some cream cheese.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi waves to Maia. "Hello fellow miscreant."

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip waves to Maia. "Yo. How you feeling?" he looks at her breakfast and sighs. "You Americans," he says, attempting to sound as blatantly French as possible. "With your bagels and your cream cheese. You have no appreciation for a good coigghsaaaahhnt."

[OOC:That last word is to be pronounced exactly as spelled. Pip is pokking fun at his own people.]]

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"You're welcome. Just showing everyone we're on the coolest floor. What can I get you?"

[can_be_more]

Aeryn could turn back from the common room as soon as she sees Cameron, but she's never been a coward and besides, he's the one who should really be worried. So she takes a seat on one of the sofas and acts perfectly normal. Because sometimes she can be mean.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron looks very much like he wants to hide behind his omelettes. Not that omelettes give much coverage. "Yo," he squeaks, nervously, folder helmet still on his head. "Want something to err eat?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty waves at Aeryn. "Hey roomie! Sorry that I moved in without warning. I thought Jack had cleared everything first with you guys. Pancake?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Yo! Good morning, Chiana." Cameron greeted, thanks to Pip it wasn't hard to remember her name. "What can I get you?"

[mrs-tate.livejournal.com]

Jessica was up early, as usual, and the smell of the food and the sound of chatter just down the hall made her smile. She slipped on her light blue night gown with white lace trim, her slippers, and played with her hair for a minute as she gave herself a quick looking over in the mirror, then was out the door and on her way. Walking into the common room Jessica smiled looking at the food, but thought it rude to just help herself.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Yo, Jessica!" Cameron waved from where he was standing. "We've got food. Just let us know what you want and we'll get it. As long as it's an omelette, pancakes or muffins."

~ Tea ~

[mrs-tate.livejournal.com]

Jessica leaves and excitedly returns to the common room minutes later. Carrying a tray with a teapot of hot water, tea cups, saucers, doilies, a cup filled with an assortment of tea bags, a cup filled with sliced lemons, spoons and napkins, Jessica smiles as she gently places the tray down. "Help yourselves everyone, enjoy!"

Re: ~ Tea ~

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth grins, still cupping her coffee protectively. "You're not part English are you?"

OOC

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

[ooc: I'm here in spirit, really. It's just that Victor's maybe-boyfriend cross out the maybe is still sleeping, and no herd of breakfast items is going to get him to leave when he's been on second base for the past eight hours or so (and loving every concious moment of it, I might add).]

Re: OOC

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]