Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [09/02].

[howareyanow]

Wayne supposed he probably could've done a better job at tellin' the new kids about Monday morning breakfast. There weren't much he could do about it now, though, except maybe hope that the girls had managed to spread a little bit of it by word of mouth, and trust in the ventilations system in here to take all those delicious aromas of a homecooked meal and spread it conveniently through the halls of the dormitory building. It'd be nice, to have some new faces join in on the tradition, realleh, so maybe he'd have to try to mention it if he wound up talking with any of them through the week, especially with classes and everything.

The fact that everything he'd picked up yesterday that he'd need was still there and exactly as it should be was a bit of a relief, and Wayne got to work, making sure each and every pancake was the fluffiest, that each slice of bacon had just the right amount of crisp, that there was more than enough coffee ready to go in the pot, and that there were more'n enough eggs to make however a person might like 'em...though he felt an odd reluctance to make too many of 'em sunny side up.

And so it was breakfast time, a good hearty meal to get yer day...and yer semester...started!


[[ and it's open, of course!!! ]]

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[chirpchirpchirp]

Well, a tradition was a tradition, and, though Wayne's tradition hadn't strictly become Vette's (sometimes she liked to sleep in while the mun was murdered by work!), that didn't change the fact that she was up and at'em this morning, still in a pretty darn good mood in the wake of the whole bus incident.

Yes, even after having her lekku flicked.

"Wayne! How are ya now?"

She was even cheerful enough to beat him to the punch, grinning as she did so.

[howareyanow]

Now that was a good way to start the semester! That even managed to get a faintest start of a grin out of Wayne as he put a little extra oomph into his pancake flip as he parroted back the proper response that no one here seemed to quite get down right, but if Vette was askin', then there was definitely hope there.

"Good. N'you?"

[unusual_sith]

"Morning, Vette!" Lana waved.

[bookbeltof_love]

Did the fact that Vette was Nina's roommate meant that Nina wasn't going to ambush her with a hug?

Hahahahahaha, no.

"Veeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeetteeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Incoming hug!

[lilac_eyed_lieutenant]

The vents had definitely been working to do its job of wafting the scent of breakfast to various parts of the dorms; at least it had for Tisarwat, who, groaning and hungover from a night of exploring the impressive variety of alcohol that this planet had to offer, had decided that maybe that hadn't been her best decision ever, especially when there was no Medic here that could just give her a few drugs to help her get over the worst of it. Whatever it was that was cooking, though, smelled like just the sort of thing to sop up a night of drinking.

Of course, she realized that whoever was making the food was likely making it without wearing gloves, so she had a very important decision to make between various levels of nausea, but, in the end, her stomach won out over her sense of decency, and she went to go see if she could find out where the food actually was with small, slow, and careful steps.

Eventually, she found it on the next floor up, drifting into the room and looking toward the spread of food with an expression of both longing and revulsion for the fact that her fears were confirmed. Nary a glove in sight. But her stomach churned uncomfortably for whatever that beautifully greasy meat was.

And she winced, because that stomach gurgle was loud enough to make her poor head ache a little more.

She really hadn't eaten much since she'd gotten here. And she wasn't likely to eat much at all if she kept just avoiding food because it involved people not wearing gloves. Desperate times....desperate measures.

"That smells amazing," she said, feeling the awkwardness of not knowing exactly what the social situation here was, either, especially since she'd come up from a different floor, in addition to just the room sort of still spinning a little bit.

[howareyanow]

And Wayne considered the person all but slumped there in the doorway with a lift of an eyebrow, because what kind of absolute degen showed up on a Monday morning for the first week of school lookin' like she'd pretty much been soaked in about every kind of alcohol, wrung out, and then hung out to dry on a humid day?

But she sure looked like if anyone needed breakfast right now, it'd be her. And maybe the biggest mug of coffee he could find fer her. And some water, because she'd definitely be dehyrdrated about fifty ways to Sunday, he bet.

He looked her over, gave a nod, and asked, "How are ya now?", even though he was pretty sure he knew the answer to that wouldn't likeleh be anywhere close to good.

[unusual_sith]

"Tisarwat." Lana waved, then set her plate down long enough to pull on a pair of gloves she'd stuck in her belt and came over to sit next to her. "You look terrible. Are you all right?"

[unusual_sith]

"Good morning, Wayne," Lana said with a smile as she came in. "How are you this morning?"

[howareyanow]

Y'know, after Vette had pulled it off so perfectly just a bit earlier, Wayne really couldn't let that slide as well as he hoped. His nose wrinkled, he shook his head faintly, and tried to appreciate how close Lana'd gotten it, but no such luck.

But at least Vette'd given him hope.

"Good, n'you?" he said, reaching for the next plate.

[raisedbybooklice]

Lana! Elisabeth thought it was pretty lucky to run into three out of the four people she'd met yesterday here for breakfast. She offered a wave and then came rushing over. "Oh no, Lana, don't drink that!"

She didn't know what it was, but there couldn't be anything healthy that was blue.

[bookbeltof_love]

"Gooooooooooooood mooooooooooooooooooorning!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Ah yes, that too was tradition and Nina's grin was unrepentant as she bounced into the common room.

[lilac_eyed_lieutenant]

"Aatr's tits!" groaned Tisarwat from the couch, because that was just the thing she and her hangover needed right now. She curled up around her mug of coffee a little tighter, still not entirely convinced that Wayne wasn't just trying to poison her, but it did seem to be helping, marginally.

Not that it was going ot matter if people were going to be shouting all morning...

[howareyanow]

"Nina!" And Wayne's brusque greeting needed to match the energy, it was only polite, sorry Tisarwat. "How are ya now?"

[raisedbybooklice]

Oh! A person she knew! A little bit, anyway. Had bonded over cookies with?

"Hi, Nina," Elisabeth said, sidling a little closer. "Do, uhh, do people always share food?"

Of all the differences between Summershall and Fandom, this was the one that Elisabeth found most surprising and that was after getting a face full of cold water in the shower this morning.

[goldfishontherocks]

Keyleth had said she'd try to stop in for breakfast more often, and look, here she was!

"Aw, you're so good at this!" She'd just watched the whole meticulous cooking process from the doorway for a little bit before actually making her way into the common room, and she was impressed. "Happy first day of a new semester, everybody?"

[howareyanow]

Aww, she had said she'd try! And there she was!

That made Wayne feel a swell of pride in his chest even more than the compliment, because, realleh, now, of course he was good at it.

"Keyleth!" he said and even had a smile, albeit small, as he went to go reach for a plate to start filling for her. "How are ya now?"

[bookbeltof_love]

"Happy first day of the semester, Keyleeeeeeeeeeeeeeth!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Complete with a happy wave from Nina.

"Do you, like, have any classes today????????????????"

[raisedbybooklice]

Elisabeth had been up for a few hours now, learning the ins and outs of modern plumbing and then searching for wherever the kitchens were for breakfast. She just happened upon the third floor common room and lingered, uncertain, in the doorway.

On the one hand, there was food and if there was anything she'd learned at the library, it was that an apprentice who wasn't willing to grab food whenever possible ended up going hungry.

On the other hand, this didn't appear to be official breakfast, but rather a group of students, so it was possible she was intruding on a private thing.

So she was going to lurk quietly for a few minutes, as much as a girl over six feet tall could lurk.

[howareyanow]

And it may look like Wayne was entrenched pretty heavily in his pancake flipping and his bacon frying, but he always had a corner of his eye on the door so he could know what was about to come in and who might be a little reluctant to do so.

"Now, if I'm not mistaken," he said, eschewing the usual greeting for exceptional circumstances such as this, "you look like you might be a new student. So's you probably don't know yet, but Monday morning breakfast in the third floor common room's pretty much tradition now. Come on in, if yer hungry, or, heck, even if yer not. More'n enough for everyone, and who doesn't love more company?"

[goldfishontherocks]

"Oh, hi!" And there was Keyleth, waving . . . very enthusiastically in her direction, because she could totally be a good big sibling and help introduce Elisabeth to dorm life here! "Come on in, have some food. It's a thing Wayne does."

[legionqueen]

Keyleth's greeting to Elisabeth caught Jules' attention, and so naturally she wandered over herself.

"Elisabeth, isn't it?" she checked. "I'm Juillenne. Jules. Keyleth's my roommate." Best to provide an explanation as to why some random stranger knew her name.

[backstageteleporter]

Since it was the first day of classes Kuroko figured it was important to make a good first impression. Which meant she'd spent a lot of time trying to make it look like she hadn't spent any time on her appearance. Carefully understated make-up, a precisely-selected casual dress. And she thought she'd done a good job.

Which meant she came out of her room a bit later than she would have otherwise. Was that the smell of someone cooking?

She curiously walked into the common room and looked around.

[howareyanow]

See, now, and this was a good turnout. This was a good Monday morning breakfast right here. All of the old favorites, some newer faces to the whole tradition, and what looked like plenty of new faces to the whole school.

It was almost enough to make Wayne actually glad he got to come back to do this.

Almost.

"Morning!" he greeted from the stove in his usual friendly-gruff manner, giving another pancake a perfect flip. "How are ya now?"

[abbreviateme]

Kyubey sauntered on in, a small white cat-thing, with his ears perked and with a jaunty little wave of his tail as he surveyed everyone in the room.

"Hello, everyone!" he greeted cheerfully.

[howareyanow]

"How are ya no--" Wayne started the usual greeting, turning his head to see who had just come in this time, blinked in seeing no one there, even if he'd heard a greeting, and then had the wherewithal to look down.

And he stopped.

"--ow?" he finished.

Well, at least after Barnabas, a talking cat...thing?...wasn't that out of the ordinary, now, was it, but it would always throw Wayne off just a little bit at first.

[legionqueen]

Jules was... vaguely aware of this whole breakfast thing. Didn't know Wayne all that well, aside from 'that guy from the Wilderness class who shared her opinion regarding the ability of their teachers to handle any actual wilderness', of course, but wasn't about to let that stop her. She'd been here a whole summer now, it was sinking in that she really wasn't getting back to Fennbirn any time soon, might as well be social with more folks.

"C'mon, Cam," she urged her familiar. "Looks like there's plenty of bacon to go around." Maybe not an entire mountain cat's breakfast's worth of bacon, but enough to keep her from complaining too loudly, anyway.

[howareyanow]

You'd be surprised by how well the fridge was providing for an exceptionally busy Monday morning around here. Of course, Wayne had just chalked it up to him being better at providing for the influx of new students than he originally thought, but that would not entirely be the case.

The fridge totally had your back, Wayne.

"Plenty of bacon fer everyone!" Wayne assured her at that urging. "Both Canadian and otherwise!"

He felt it was an important distinction that he actually didn't make nearly enough, because it never really got brought up.

Then he gave her nod of greeting. "Jules, isn't it?" he asked. "How are ya now?"