Second floor common room, Saturday

[unusual_sith]

She'd woken up this morning, slipped into meditation with the ease of long habit, and in the course of quieting her mind realized she didn't know why she was doing it. Or where she was. Or who she was.

It probably should have been more frightening, but she was getting no sense of danger, only confusion.

There was another girl in the room with her, but she decided to let her sleep. Keeping calm, she let a feeling of rightness draw her out to a room down the hall from where she'd woken up, where there were an old-fashioned refrigeration unit and cooking surfaces.

"Well," she said aloud to no-one, "There's no reason to tackle this on an empty stomach."

Eggs. She could cook eggs, even if they were all white.


[Open common room! Amnesiac Sith making breakfast!]

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[hashtag_chocobro]

When he'd woken up, all he had was confusion, a dog, and a barcode on his wrist. He could only assume it was meant for some sort of identification, so that must be who he was. No .05953234. And the dog was his companion, but he didn't know her name or number, so he just called her Girl, and she seemed to respond to that well. After finding some clothes that would seem a bit more appropriate than the poorly made pajama pants he wore, he went out looking for other people, looking, maybe, for some answers, and the smell of food when he went down the stairs definitely caught the attention of both him and the dog.

05953234 exchanged a look with Girl, grinned a little, and faintly thought she'd nodded in agreement as they headed that way to find out if there was food to be had for their empty bellies. There was no mystery in that at least.

"Hey," he said, waving a little as he came in, just as pleased to find a cute girl in there as well as the prospect of food. "What'cha making?"

[unusual_sith]

"Oh, hello." She nodded to him. "Eggs, I think, though they're different from...whatever I was expecting. Do you know where we are?"

[hashtag_chocobro]

"Nope!" 05953234 responded cheerfull, flashing her a grin and shrugging his shoulders, then reaching down to give Girl a little scritch on the top of her head. "But it seems pretty okay, really. Especially if there's more of those eggs; they smell, like, really good! What's your number, by the way?" He held up his wrist, barcode facing her way. "I'm..." He checked it real quick, since he hadn't exactly gotten it down get; good thing it was right there, huh? "05953234. And this," he gestured to the dog, then pet her again, "is Girl. I think. That's what I've been calling her, and she seems to like it."

Girl agreed with a wave of her pretty tail.

[unusual_sith]

"You're a number?" She shrugged. "I don't know my name at all, or number if I have one. I can make more eggs, though." She set about getting more out, along with the thing that the box said was milk, even if it didn't look like milk.

[hashtag_chocobro]

"I don't know," 05953234 frowned a little, rubbing a thumb over the barcode a little doubtfully. "I just figured it made sense; what else would it be, you know? But if you don't have one..."

He shrugged it off, finding another grin. "Don't know what else to call myself, anyway. I guess Boy, but then you'd be Girl, and that'd be confusing with her," gesturing toward the already-dubbed Girl. "Guess we could call you Eggs."

Eggs was a pretty good name, too, right, Eggs?

[unusual_sith]

"I am not Eggs," she said firmly. "I'm sure whatever it is, I have a name. Come up with something better, or you don't get eggs, either."

[hashtag_chocobro]

Prompto was secure in the fact that, if he wasn't supposed to laugh at that, he could just blame the fact that he obviously didn't know any better. Because he didn't know anything really, and he couldn't not chuckle at a response like that.

"So I take it Not-Eggs is off the table, too?" he tried.

[unusual_sith]

She rolled her eyes. "I'm not going by Not-Eggs, either. And everything about me's off the table until I know more, thank you. For all I know, you're a terrible person," she said, but she was smiling. "For all you know, you're a terrible person."

[hashtag_chocobro]

"Oh, no," said 05953234, in a very agreeing tone as he grinned crookedly back at Not-Not-Eggs over here, leaning a little against the counter. "I am almost definitely a terrible person, as far as I can tell. Which isn't very far at all, though, so I guess you'll just have to wait and see."

[unusual_sith]

"Maybe I'm a terrible person, too," she said. "I could always keep all the eggs for myself."

[hashtag_chocobro]

"Well, sure you could," 05953234 said easily, folding his arms over his chest as he tilted his head her way, his grin almost a little conspiratorial, "but are you going to?"

[unusual_sith]

"Maybe," she said. "If you're not nice, I don't have to help you."

And so far he was being a bit annoying, really.

"It's not like you'd starve; you can always make your own."

[justice_undone]

Having gone through some notes in a bag by her bed, she thought her name might be Breq. To make things easy she was going to assume it was. She walked down the stairs, but heard the sound of someone around on the second floor and found herself entering a kitchen.

"Good morning," she said, face blank.

[unusual_sith]

"Good morning." She nodded at the other girl. "Do you know what's going on?" So far nobody...well, the only other person...seemed to.

[justice_undone]

"I wish I did," Breq said, her voice a little monotone. "You don't either, then?"

[unusual_sith]

"No," she answered apologetically. "I just woke up here. I was hungry, so I came here and found food. I hope it's for us. Do you want some?"

[justice_undone]

"I would. Thank you. If it isn't for us, we'll deal with that later."

Breq crossed the room.

"I think I'm Breq."

[unusual_sith]

"I don't know who I am," she confessed. She put a couple more eggs in the pan. "Except I can cook eggs, but these look funny. And I have clothes in the room that fit me. And something I think is a weapon." Which was hanging on her belt now. She felt better with it there, even if she wasn't sure she could use it.

The first eggs she'd put in seemed cooked now, so she dished some of it out - it was yellow now, but she tested it and it tasted okay, so she shrugged and handed Breq the plate.

[justice_undone]

"Thank you," Breq said. "They look normal to me. And I don't really know who I am either, I just found some notebooks next to my bed. If I am Breq I think I'm a student."

[unusual_sith]

"I don't think I had any," she said doubtfully. "I didn't see any, anyway."

She finished up the eggs and plated them for herself.