Third Floor Common Room, Sunday Afternoon

[grayskollar]

Between the caffeine (thanks, Five!), Looking for Catra, and having a whole new island to explore, it was entirely possible that Adora hadn't actually slept since yesterday morning.

She had, however reached the point where she couldn't ignore the growling in her stomach any longer, and so, much grubbier and covered in bits of plant, she'd ended up back at the one place she was reasonably sure had something resembling rations. Currently she'd clambered up on a bench and was going through any cupboards she could reach.

[Open as common rooms are. SP due to work and timezones.]

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[legionqueen]

"What's rations?" asked the girl who'd grown up on a coastal town responsible for supplying much of Fennbirn's food.

Pre-Fandom, probably the only kind of preserved food she'd ever experienced had been, like. Pickles.

[grayskollar]

"Rations," Adora repeated, because it was inconceivable that someone needed rations explained to them. "They're grey or brown and you eat them."

She caught sight of a brightly coloured box tucked into the back of the cupboard and hauled herself higher to grab it.

[legionqueen]

"Brown like chocolate?" Jules asked. "And grey like... fish?"

[grayskollar]

Adora fumbled the box open with the hand that wasn't holding her up. The contents were wrapped kind of like ration bars, even if it was prettier. Clutching the box to her chest she jumped back down to the floor. "What are those?"

[legionqueen]

"You don't know what-" Jules started to say, and then broke off. The other girl had talked about rations like it was something she should just know, so it kind of made sense that she wouldn't know about stuff that Jules thought everyone knew.

"Chocolate's a sweet! People put it in desserts," she shared helpfully. "And fish is- fish is a animal from the ocean, and we can bake it or fry it or smoke it to eat it!"

[grayskollar]

A good half of those concepts didn't make any sense to Adora, it wasn't like cloned protein paste lent itself to much by way of preparation. "Sounds weird."

Speaking of weird, she'd peeled open one of the pop tarts rations she'd found and was staring at the garishly coloured thing.

[legionqueen]

"I don't think it's weird," Jules said, a little defensively.

"That's weird," she added, also staring at the Pop Tart.

Fennbirn really didn't have much in the way of processed foods, no.

[grayskollar]

Adora would probably apologise when she was big again.

"Yeah, it is," Adora agreed, then immediately broke it in two and shoved one half in her mouth.

Having more impulse control than Catra didn't really mean all that much. Especially when Shadow Weaver or the guards were nowhere to be found.

[legionqueen]

To be fair, Jules would absolutely think rations were weird if she knew how they were prepared.

"Does it 'least taste any good?" she wondered.

[grayskollar]

Adora squeaked, her eyes going wide.

Then she tried to shove the other half in as well.

At least try chewing first, Adora.

[legionqueen]

Was that a yes? That was totally a yes.

"Is there more?" she wanted to try one!

[grayskollar]

Adora, who wasn't sure whether the taste or the texture of these was more exciting, offered the box to Jules. Perhaps a little less quickly than she would've to Catra, but still readily enough.

[legionqueen]

Honestly, given Adoria’s upbringing, the sharing was pretty impressive. Not that Jules knew that, of course.

“Thanks!” she chirped, tearing into one of the packages with only minor difficulties.

“S’good!” she mumbled around a mouthful of... sure, let’s call it pastry.

[grayskollar]

Adora liked having friends and not being mean, and given that she was pretty sure one helped with the other, it was a pretty easy choice to make.

"Yeah!" This was the best ration bar Adora had ever eaten, possibly even better than the grey ones.

[legionqueen]

Which said a lot about nature vs nurture, considering... The Horde.

"Now we just need some juice," Jules told Adora not Adoria, thanks, phone autocorrect.