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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[legionqueen]

"Camden and I," she nodded to the large mountain cat currently making headway through a plate of bacon and back bacon, "arrived at the beginning of the summer. Which," she made a face, "I'm told was particularly strange even for this place. I think the biggest difference, for me, was the electricity. They've figured out how to use lightning to automate nearly everything, it seems."

[raisedbybooklice]

"I saw a lantern whose wick burned without oil at a festival once," Elisabeth said, nodding. "And I thought that was an impressive bit of magic. But it's nothing like all of this."

Had she spent a ridiculous amount of time flicking the switch on and off in her room last night?

Absolutely yes.

And then, "Errr, so is that your pet?"

[legionqueen]

"Cam?" Jules laughed. "No, and don't let her hear you call her as much. She's my familiar."

Familiars weren't pets so much as family, to a naturalist.

[raisedbybooklice]

Elisabeth bit down her instinctive question is that meant it was a demon. Though she did sidle a little further away, just in case. "Are you a sorcerer then?"

Look! She even managed to ask it without shivering! Such growth.

[legionqueen]

"A sorcerer?" Juillenne scoffed. "No. I'm a naturalist. I don't care much for low magic, nor do I use it myself. I will admit it has had its uses, though."

[raisedbybooklice]

"A naturalist?" Elisabeth asked, now utterly confused. "Like, a botanist?"

[legionqueen]

"I suppose that'd depend on what a botanist was," Jules replied.

[raisedbybooklice]

"Studies plants?" Elisabeth said. "A naturalist is someone who studies nature, right?"

[legionqueen]

"In a manner of speaking," Jules said thoughtfully. "But naturalists don't study nature so much as influence it. Show me an unopened flower bud and I can make it bloom. Take me hunting and game animals will walk into my path. That sort of thing."

[raisedbybooklice]

"Oh! Like Keyleth!" Elisabeth said. "Is that why you're roommates?"

Perhaps the school roomed people together who had a lot in common.

She wondered what her link to Illyana might be.

[legionqueen]

"You know, that's a good question?" Jules said. "I assumed it was just coincidence, personally, but that's also possible."