Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [10/28].

[howareyanow]

Now what kind of buck futtery was all this, then?

Monday Morning Breakfast was going to be a bit later than usual today, because of course Wayne would have spent a good chuck of time when he first arrived in the common room trying to figgur out all that was wrong with the lights. It did start to become clear at some point, though, that, whatever it was, it was more'n likeleh just the island messin' with them as it had been pretty consistently for the last week, so Wayne, running out of logical solutions to an illogical problem anywhey, just said fuck it and got to cooking by candlelight, because everything else was working and then there was the fact that he'd opened a drawer to find nothing but tapered candles just waiting to be lit.

Gave the whole place a certain atmosphere, that was fer sure, especially when you considered all the scurrying in the shadows and especially if you considered that the scurrying today sounded quite a bit different than the usual scurrying of squirrels he'd gotten quite a bit used to.

[[ i'd have a candlelit breakfast. Open, of course! ]]

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[seriesofbaddecisions]

"This is new and interesting," said Sabine, who did not find this interesting at all, and who'd barely made it up the stairs from the second floor before her phone flashlight decided not to work.

[howareyanow]

"Those," said Wayne stoutly, frowning into the pancake in his pan whose exact golden-browness could not be properleh determined, and that was a problem, "are two words to describe it."

Maybe not exactly the two he'd choose, but the two he'd choose weren't exactly polite.

"Sabine," he said, determining his best guess was good enough and putting the pancake out of the pan and onto a stack before going to pour another one. "How are ya now?"

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"In the dark and annoyed," she says honestly. "How about you, Wayne?"

[howareyanow]

"Ohhh," the usual drawl had a certain agreeing quality to it, "not so bad. Fix you up a plate?"

[bookbeltof_love]

Nina would be the first to say that she always had a certain radiance so, like, upon realizing that the darkness wasn't just a matter of stumbling over to the light switch, Nina had taken advantage of both the island's and her own whimsy.

"Gooooooooooooooooooood morning!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Owen, like, had said she was angelic before.

So today she was, quite literally, halo'd in soft golden light.

[howareyanow]

"Nina!" Wayne greeted with his usual friendly bark, wondering just how Nina might feel about a request to just have her glowing self parked right by the stove so Wayne could have better light to cook by. "How are ya now?"

[bookbeltof_love]

"I'm, like, doing pretty good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she said, beaming at him as she drifted in his direction. "How about yourself????????????????????"

Though, really, while she was doing okay, she was considering the fact that it might, like, behoove her to find Prompto later in the day because… yeah. She knew he hated the dark.

[howareyanow]

Beaming quite literally, at that.

"Oh," Wayne drawled, squinting a little at some of what he hadn't been able to see as well until Nina drifted over, and nodded, satisfied that even without sufficient light, he hadn't been making too much of a mess and everything seemed just fine and in order. "Not so bad. Fix you a plate?"

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"That's not fair, also thank you?" Sabine said. She would take an absent halo today.

[bookbeltof_love]

Nina grinned.

"If you ask nicely I miiiiiiiiiiiiiiight be able to give you a halo too!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

She could totally give Sabine a halo.

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"You can? How? And how long does it last?"

Asking the important questions!

[lilac_eyed_lieutenant]

Well, making tea by just the faint blue glow of her phone had been an interesting experience for Tisarwat, who honestly hadn't expected Wayne to go through the trouble of making breakfast under their current darkened conditions, but who also wasn't at all surprised to come upstairs and find that he still had.

"Good morning, everyone," she started in with her own standard greeting. "I've brought tea, of course, if anyone wants any..."

She wasn't entirely sure which tea it was, and she'd wasted enough of it attempting to make it that she felt a little depressed about it, but there was still tea, and that's what mattered, flask in one hand, bright glow of her phone in the other.

[bookbeltof_love]

Pay no mind to Nina's sudden flurry of movement the moment she spotted Tisarwat coming in or how Nina abruptly had gloves on!

"Tisarwat!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she said happily, her beaming halo matching her smile. "I'd love tea, thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

[lilac_eyed_lieutenant]

And it was because of that flurry of movement that lead to those gloves that Tisarwat would easily extract one of the nice cups from her tea set from the bag she'd brought with her and actually serve her properly, but there was something going on here that was a bit more remarkable than just tea.

(Which said a lot, coming from a Radchaai).

"Nina!" she said, laughing a little with delight as she handed the cup over. "You're glowing!"

[bookbeltof_love]

"It must be my winning personality!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Nina said, giggling, as she took the cup. "But yes, I know!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I didn't feel like being in the dark all the time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

How would she have gotten her hair done?

"What a lovely cup!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she said, examining it with delight.

[howareyanow]

And, of course, along came Wayne's usual chirp of, "I'd have some tea!" only, instead just holding out his mug after draining it of coffee this time, he actually turned and maybe steppeda way from the stove a bit so Tisarwat didn't have to go stumbling around trying to find her way over and then who even knew, wind up pouring tea right on the carpet instead on account of the fickle lighting unless you were standing over by Nina.

"Tisarwat," he added, "how are ya now?"

[lilac_eyed_lieutenant]

At least in the darkened room, Tisarwat could be shieled a bit more from the horror that was always Wayne's coffee-laced tea mug as she poured.

"I'm doing well, thank you," she said, filling it up and offering a slight smile. "Do you might making a plate for me this morning?"

She knew she didn't have to specify, by now, that that meant him putting on some gloves while he made her batches of food.

[howareyanow]

"Might be a moment," Wayne admitted, giving a squint into the dark as he tried to remember just where he last saw the box of latex gloves he'd picked up for Tisarwat's breakfast. He knew they were there, but it was just a matter of finding them in the dark. "M'a bit behind from trying to figure out what was wrong with the lights."

On the one hand, he was starting to feel that anytime anything went wrong, he could just chalk it up to the island, but, on the other hand, he knew that if it hadn't been the island and he'd managed to fix it, well...then...that'd feel pretty nice, right there.

[handystand]

"It's like we're in one of those American movies with... old people and fancy shirts," Okuyasu said. "Like we should be carrying around a big candle-holder thingy with three candles on it wherever we go, looking sad and underfed."

[howareyanow]

"A candelabrum," Wayne supplied firmly, because he was just trying to help, but he was thinking one of those would be pretty useful right now, especially since there'd only been so many things to actually put the tapered candles he'd found in.

"And no need to go underfed, as there's still breakfast," he added, importantly, before launching into a good old, "Okuyasu. How are ya now?"

Even though they, you know, lived together and had been in the same room probably not even an hour ago.

[handystand]

"Oh no, I'm the handsome man who would come in to make everything better for the poor underfed lady," Okuyasu said. "That's what always happens in those movies. Which is kind of boring if you think about it. How often is a man going to sweep in and solve all your problems?"

Like, never, right?

[bookbeltof_love]

"Those are the best stories!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Nina said, laughing. "I love books with that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's just, like, so atmospheric!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Not that it had stopped her from wreathing herself with a halo of golden light so that she wasn't stuck in the dark, mind, but.

She liked those stories.

"Hi, Okuyaaaaaaaaaasuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! How are you?????????????????"

[handystand]

"...you're glowing," Okuyasu pointed out with all manner of lack-of-tact. "Is this something you did or are we all going to become candles too?"

[lilac_eyed_lieutenant]

"Is that what American entertainments are like?" asked Tisarwat, cradling her cup of tea between her hands and feeling like a terrible Radchaai because she still couldn't quite figure out which one she'd ended up making that morning while she couldn't see very well. "That sounds about as dreadful as their system of government."

She took a sip of the tea, and smiled when she lowered the cup again. "Good morning, Okuyasu. How are you?"

[handystand]

"Oh, nyeh," Okuyasu said, suddenly self conscious about not wearing his gloves this morning. "I'm fine. Feeling a little silly that I complained about things around here being too quiet with all the odd things that keep happening."

He rubbed his hands together a bit. "And you? How are you doing?