fandomhighdorms | Behind the Dorms, Tuesday Afternoon

Zack was in a darn good mood, in spite of a pair of slightly blackened eyes and a tender nose that was a little on the crunchy side, but was totally hard-earned.

Why was he so chipper?

Because it was Rookie Day at the reserves, that was why! New people on the island meant that there were probably going to be new people here today, and Zack was totally happy to take the reigns and lead the troops!

"Okay! So, we've got a new term, and ~~possibly~~ a few new faces, so we're going to do our introductions over again! Names, fighting experience, and weapons proficiency, as well as any other skills you think might come in handy in the case of an invasion, if you please!"

Arthur shot him a slightly sideways look. "Before we get to that," he said, scraping his throat, "I am Prince Arthur Pendragon, leader of the reserves, and these are my," sidekicks, "fellow commanders, Lord Leto Atreides the Second, and Zack Fair, SOLDIER Second Class. We're willing to help you if you are in need of any further combat training, as are your fellow reserve members, I'm sure." Look, he was being good.

Zack blinked. Ooooh, right. Introductions for them was probably important too, huh?

"That's right! Come and see any of us if you're looking for help with..." Headtilt. Ponder. "Anything, really. Oh! And we have maps of the island, too! We're going to hand those out, and if the seasoned members would be so kind as to show the rookies what to look out for around here, like areas where the terrain might grant a tactical advantage, or training areas, or things to watch out for, that'd be great!"

"As for the rest of you, if you find anyone who might be interested in joining us, spread the word," Arthur called, "I know you lot think you're good, but you can always use another kick in the arse." This was what passed for humour, clearly. "Work well today. We'll see come next week."

[Open! Newbies, feel free to stumble in and get involved, too! This is behind the dorms, so it should be easy to find even if you haven't been informed IC about what's going on. Of course, everyone is welcome, not just students. Co-written with

bitch_prince, who is awesome like pie.]

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"I am really, really bad at cooking things," Ben admitted, "but sure!"

Triela laughed. "I can follow a recipe, but that's about the extent of my skills, so I don't know that I'll have much of a place to criticize from."

"I set things on fire," Ben said.

After a moment Triela had to ask. "Not on purpose, you mean?"

He shook his head. "Went through an entire thing of hot dogs last night. Charred every one of them."

"Well, that's what you get for trying to eat hot dogs." Triela shuddered theatrically. And she wasn't a very good actress.

He shrugged. "I'm a guy. I eat everything."

"Someone needs to teach you what real food tastes like," Triela suggested with an amused snort.

"Why?" Ben asked. "There's no point in learning to be picky when I'm going to eat what there is to eat."

"But you might as well be picky when you can, right? I mean, you do what you have to when the time comes, but until then..."

A tiny shrug. "I'm going to visit a thousand different planets where aliens will, like, lick my face as a form of communication. I know what tastes good, but if it's not around, I'm not going to starve."

"Where were you that you couldn't do better than hot dogs?" she asked doubtfully.

"Junk food aisle at Turtle and Canary," he said.

Triela laughed. "Fair enough."

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