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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[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."