Second Floor Common Room, Sunday Morning

[endsthegame]

Ever since the broadcast on Monday showcasing Daala's brutal violent response to slave uprisings, Ender had been busy: busy writing emails, busy coordinating with his people in Ben's universe, busy privately worrying about where all of this would lead - with or without him.

But eventually he'd run out of things to do, as impossible as it had seemed at the start of the week. Somehow, that message hadn't quite reached his brain, for he still felt jittery and concerned; keeping a lid on it around Ben had just made it worse.

So in an effort to calm down, he decided to hit up the common room for breakfast today. Got two packages of microwavable pancakes out of the fridge and opened them up, using his deft microwaving skills to produce a stack - mostly in hopes of luring in someone to talk to.

Unlike certain people of his acquaintance, he didn't actually care much about the taste of his breakfast.

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[life_inshadow]

"Morning, Ender," Tara said, and wandered over to a cupboard to rifle through for tea. "Having a good weekend so far?"

[OOC: May need to flee for weekend family shtuffs at some point, woe.]

[endsthegame]

"It's by far and away less insane than last week's, so I can't complain," Ender said, putting a plate with a stack of pancakes down on the table. "How about you?"

[[ woe! but sp = love, as always. :) ]]

[life_inshadow]

"Good," Tara decided. "Definitely much better than being a model again."

It was like the island thought that was funny, or something.

"Do I want to know how bad last weekend was for you?"

[endsthegame]

"Not all that terrible, and I think the worst skipped me," Ender supplied. "But listening to Peter complain about it for a full solid hour is punishment enough."

[glacial_queen]

Karla nudged a kettle full of boiling water over towards Tara. "Morning," she said, giving her friend a smile. "I snagged the last of the peppermint, as a warning."

She really hoped that wasn't the tea Tara was looking for.

"Mostly because I didn't want to go all the way back to my room for more." That whole distance!

...She'd replace it, though. Say, that afternoon.

[life_inshadow]

"It's a really long hallway," Tara said, flashing a smile as she poured the water over her bag of Lemon Lift. "Morning. Having a good week?"

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

As it turned out, today the fifth floor common room was sadly lacking in tea selection, which brought Wesley down several floors in search of more options.

"Good morning, Ender," he said, making his way over to the cabinet. "How have you been?"

[endsthegame]

Worried. Busy. "Decent," Ender said, producing a friendly smile for Wesley's benefit. "It's been nice and quiet, barring some cleaning mishaps. How about you?"

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

"Passably well," Wesley answered, selecting some tea and moving to fill up a kettle. "Last weekend was, ah, certainly odd, but all in all things have been quiet."

[glacial_queen]

"Tea-thief," Karla accused with a knowing smile. She'd, you know, met Wesley a time or two. "I'm onto you."

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

"Well, the fifth floor is rather lacking today," Wesley admitted with a bit of a smile. "I might've gone so far as to take some and keep it upstairs if you hadn't intervened."

[glacial_queen]

You were so weird, Ender. So, so, weird.

"Oooh, pancakes?" Karla said, sticking her face in the common room door. "Do I smell pancakes?"

Did she? And if she did, could she have some? Maybe without even getting into a food fight for them?

...Though the food fight thing was negotiable if there were pancakes on the line.

[endsthegame]

"Yes, pancakes," Ender said. He didn't even have to bother turning around to identify who was asking, thank you.

"I've got several, if you want some."

Forgoing one bottomless pit for another.

[glacial_queen]

But she was a different bottomless pit, so that was all right. Right?

"Well, if you're not going to eat them aaaanyway," Karla said, pretending to have manners or something approximating them. "I wouldn't want them to go to waste."

So concerned, this girl!

[nonelikemesince.livejournal.com]

Anakin had actually been up for several hours, but from the state of his hair it would be easy to think he'd just rolled out of bed. Then again, it always looked like that.

"Morning," he said distractedly, wandering over to poke through the fridge for something to drink. "Any more pancakes where those came from?"

[endsthegame]

Ender looked up to identify the new voice, then paused. Briefly. "Good morning," he said, recovering a moment later, "and there's plenty to go around, don't worry."

[nonelikemesince.livejournal.com]

"We'll see about that. I'm pretty hungry." It was meant to be a joke, but Anakin was normally too serious, so it didn't fit him too well.

Still, he got out a stack of pancakes and set them to heat in the microwave. "Nothing interesting on the TV?"

[inaskinnyway.livejournal.com]

This was the second day in a row Susan had had to come down to the second floor for tea. If this happened again, she was going to just attempt to create it herself, though considering the look of things she was able to make out of nothing, that was not an experiment she wanted to undertake.

In an effort to be polite, she greeted the room with a, "Good morning," as she went to the cupboard.

[endsthegame]

"Good morning," Ender said, and had the good graces to look up and add, "Here for food or just for beverages?" instead of foisting his pancakes on someone unannounced.

[inaskinnyway.livejournal.com]

"Beverages," she said, pulling a box of tea out. "I have muesli for breakfast, most days."

Susan was a breakfast snob. A very particular breakfast snob.

"Would you like some tea?"

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

To be fair, this floor had excellent tea.

Or something.

"Morning," Wesley offered. "Tea?"

See?

[inaskinnyway.livejournal.com]

"That is exactly what I came here for," she said. "My floor has been understocked."

[dressedinblood]

It wasn't like Anna had anything better to do with her time, and so she found herself in the common room again on Sunday morning, saying a polite, "Good morning," to everyone there and finding herself a seat without looking for any food or drink.

Eventually someone was probably going to catch on to that.

[endsthegame]

Maybe one day Ender would, but right now he had all of a minute's evidence to work off. So he offered her a smile, and a "Good morning," in return, and also a, "Looking for breakfast?" because he really wasn't going to be able to eat more than two of these pancakes.

[dressedinblood]

"No, thank you," Anna said politely. "I'm not hungry." Like. Ever.