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A letter had arrived from Libby's grandma, with a little note and a little spending money, pointing it out that it wasn't much, but it was more than what she was used to making do with. And while it would have seemed wise to save it, Libby missed making big meals with her mom so much that she headed to the store, picked up what she needed, and then headed back to the common room to start putting together a nice breakfast casserole.

And if anyone woke up and wanted to have some with her, all the better, but if not, she already had some Tupperware ready to go to go and a list of people she planned on distributing the leftover to.

[[ work is suspiciously slow right now and I know i shouldn't trust it, but i'mma post anyway! Open common room is open for all your common room and breakfast needs! ]]

bookbeltof_love

Nina had been quiet over the course of the weekend.

( And not just a LITTLE quiet… )

They couldn’t all be together, she said on her twitter, inviting people to join in, but they could all be under the same stars.

Nina pointedly ignored that she knew good and well that the stars weren’t the same everywhere. That wasn’t the point of this evening.

[Cut for mentions of sexual assault. Written with

defenderofdesmoines blessing! Open post; feel free to mod an invitation to the vigil from Nina.]

howareyanow

Having been only ~~sixth~~ six this weekend sort of messed up Wayne's usual shopping habits to get everything he'd need for his Monday Morning Breakfast, which was particularleh disappointing because Enola's request for baked beans last week had him lookin' to fix up something full and English. Now, sometimes, the island seemed to predict what he was lookin' to fix up and provided for him all the same, when he wasn't able to do the shopping himself, but this Monday was not one of those times.

All there seemed to be was some leftover sugar cereal and Poptarts.

Well, at least there was some coffee.

And mebbe he might be able to do something with this leftover pizza? Mebbe he should just put breakfast on hold for a small amount of time so he could get some proper food...

...or mebbe hope Nina showed up, and she could make do with what was in the fridge with that nonsense tom fuckery she called cooking...

...fuck a duck.

[[ open breakfast is open! ]]

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.]

howareyanow

Well, Wayne hadn't really gotten much of a chance to get the word out about Monday Morning Breakfast to any of the new kids, but, fuck, there were only four of them, and where word of mouth failed, it seemed this place had a good habit of spreading word of nose once things really got cooking. And he felt much less crunched for time now that he didn't have a first period class (or any class on Mondays, fuck!), so he coudl really enjoy just a good solid morning full of making food and feeding friends.

With it being the first MMB of the semester, he stuck with all the usual, often moddable classics, especially the pancakes and the bacon and the eggs and potatoes, but also some fruit for more healthfully minded, plenty of juice and milk in the fridge, and, of course, some good fucking coffee in the pot.

It was, after all, the most important meal of the day, especially when that day was Monday!

[[ open breakfast is oooopen! ]]

bookbeltof_love

It was a nice enough day out that Nina, after a few detours, dragged herself, a picnic basket full of food, a few books, and a soft, thick and fluffy blanket up onto the roof.

Dahanain was there too, since it had seemed... like a bad idea to not bring him with. He'd agreed with her, like he knew something she didn't, which drove her a little bit mad but, like, from what he'd said that was just how it was supposed to be.

So Nina, and her daemon danger noodle (aka a blue Malayan coral snake) were hanging out on the roof.

"If you, like, get eaten by a plant I'm not helping you," she warned when Dahanain made to slither off the blanket in the direction of the greenhouse.

"You're just salty I'm not spilling all of my secrets," Dahanain said with a flick of his tail.

"Too right," Nina said, turning back to her book.

"You wouldn't either."

"Also true!!!!!!!!" Nina conceded.

After all, she liked doing her best to keep secrets from herself.

[Open as a roof is, naturally!]

nicedragonsfinishlast

Surprisingly (and probably more to the Sushi Station's generosity than anything else), Julius had ended his date with Alexis with more money than he'd anticipated. So after leaving Ethics, he'd put in a call for Thai takeout (and had ended up with far more of that than he'd anticipated, too, and--okay, where did the enchiladas come from?) and then headed up to the roof to offer...a lot of food to go with talking?

Maybe someone had heard his thoughts about gluttony in Ethics today. After being a lizard for three months, he wasn't putting anything past this island.

[Open, but slow!]

howareyanow

There was a whole new step that had been developed, recently, in Wayne's process for gettin' up and makin' breakfast to start the day. It started with him actually waking up, gettin' ready (a process that didn't take too long at all), checking radio, checking his hawkey fights, and then heading to the common room, and (this was the new part) doing a swift but thorough look around the place to check fer anything...funny. Because if there was anything funny, he wanted to make sure he got wind of it before getting into his cooking, even if the funny didn't even directly relate to the cooking itself.

Like today, there was definitely a gremlin hanging out over behind the TV, which was generally good to know, because if he hadn't done that sweep, then he could have come right out and surprised someone at an inopportune moment, and now he could at least give people the warning.

Other'n that, though, everything seemed normal, the food was all as it should be, the equipment was all right...Well, it seemed all the usual plates had been replaced with small plastic kiddy plates with cartoon characters and dividers in 'em, but if that and the gremlin were the worst of what he was getting today, Wayne wasn't going to complain!

...not too much, anywhey!

[[ open breakfast is open! ]]

howareyanow

Wayne didn't get a chance to chat with many of the newbies on picnic day, meaning he didn't have many chances to let them know about Monday Morning Breakfast, but, hopefulleh, the breakfast would take care of letting them know itself through the power that was cooking aromas working its way through this school's odd kind of ventilation system. Or word would get around somehow. Or he'd just have a lot of leftovers for the week, and that was okay, too, though not exactly optimal.

Honestly, though, by Monday morning (though a bit of a later start than usual since he wound up with a class first period; that was hardly going to stop breakfast, though!), he was mostleh just feeling glad that, when he came into the common room, all the stuff he'd gotten for it was there and just the way he'd left them, there wasn't anything weird going on with any of the equipments or cupboards or dishes, no abundance of weird ingredients, no lurking gremlins, no nothing out of the ordinary....which was a little out of the ordinary, but Wayne, who was about 95% sure this island was going to try and fuck up the first Monday Morning Breakfast of a new semester, was not going to complain!

...not about that, anywhey!

[[ open breakfast is open! ]]

lovethatjourney

The way Alexis was thinking, they'd have a raging party tonight, wake up tomorrow with mild hangovers, and then spend the rest of the day at the beach, because wasn't that what Memorial Day was all about?

She did not know she was expected to be in class tomorrow.

The lights were lower, there was a dance floor, the music was actually probably a little loud, and there were tables set up with all sorts of beverages. Wink, wink, nudge, nudge. She also was maybe iffy on exactly what Memorial Day was commemorating, because aside from the distinct red, white and blue theme, it was very much a celebration of something or other.

[Open party! Feel free to have gotten a mass text invite or having seen the flyers or heard radio.]

bookbeltof_love

Success!

Nina had managed to work out the finicky little details of her spell-present for Prompto and now it was just time to bring it outside and let it absorb.

Which, like, mostly just had her sitting outside, on a blanket, with her spell book open to the evening sky. Hard work, totally. The intricate runes and lines were glowing a soft, pale blue that was barely noticeable.

To keep herself busy while her book was doing its job, Nina was sewing. Not costumes for Foomy this time, but a costume for the little stuffed toy squirrel she had.

[Open, of course!]

howareyanow

Wayne was still mebbe a little bit sore about what felt a little like an attempt at a breakfast coupe to him, what with Nina going and making breakfast yesterday morning, but he s'posed she could have also just been doing what she thought was nice for the new students and didn't want them to have to wait until Monday to get a good meal in their stomachs, and so he supposed he'd just have to wait it out and see if she decided to go ahead and do it every Sunday, just like he did every Monday, and if that were the case, well, then...

She could have at least picked literally any other day of the week that wasn't the one right before his breakfast day, if that were the case.

But again, it was something he wouldn't be able to determine until next week, so there was no point in fussin' about it now, especially not when he had a traditional Monday morning breakfast to start putting together, all the usual trappings and fixing, from yer pancakes and eggs to your bacon and sausage, fruit for the grease-averse, juice, coffee, so on and so forth.

He figgured, what with some people needing to be up for classes and the particular aroma ventilating structure of the dorms itself, there should be at least a few people, if not the good ol' regulars, wandering in to see what's up and to get a little fuel.

It was, after all, the most important meal of the day.

Even if the Internet might tell you that was all just marketing, Nina.

[[ open breakfast is open, come get some food! ]]

bookbeltof_love

Nina was on a quest!

A journey! An adventure!

There was a naked cat in the bedroom and she needed to find it clothes! There hadn't been any clothes that had fit the cat in the bedroom ~~that had been within reach~~, which meant that she had to venture out and inspect other drawers and cupboards because the poor thing was going to get cold!

And everyone knew that cats didn't like hats very much.

(The naked cat had really not liked it when Nina had tried to put one on it, at least.)

The naked cat had refused to come with her (Nina had the scratch on her arm to prove it) and the friendly pink jelly blob had made funny noises at her and while she'd been giggling had rolled under the door and away.

Which was just another reason to go exploring! Maybe she could find the jelly blob and make friends with it? That'd be so fun--

But quietly.

If she was quiet, after all, she wouldn't be in anyone's way and no one would notice her and that would mean she'd be a good girl and her game wouldn't be stopped so she wasn't in anyone's way.

Nina poked her head into the open door and, seeing that no one was in there, tiptoed her way over to all the big drawers, ignoring the soft looking couches and the big black mirror things. She peered into the metal box with the handle on it and the metal bars inside of it and opened the humming box that turned out to have some food in it, though she didn't touch any of it because it wasn't hers and she didn't know what a lot of it even was and even the fact that she was able to read some didn't help her out.

What was mar-jar-in anyway?

She found a bag of rice in another drawer, once she'd abandoned the humming cold box, leaving the door ajar accidentally, and then a bunch of pots and pans, which made her think she wasn't going to find clothes in what might be a kitchen but, really, now that she was here she had to check all of them, right?

That was what adventurers would do! Right!

[Open, naturally!]

seriesofbaddecisions

Sabine was bored. She was in that kind of mood where inspiration wasn't really striking, she'd just finished a bunch of projects and now there was nothing good on TV. Mostly she was on the sofa, flipping through channels she'd already flipped through, wondering if maybe she should put on Netflix and see what autoplayed.

Or maybe people would come by to keep her entertained?

[SIXTH FLOOR ADVENTURING RETURNS. Open if you wanna go!

ETA: adventure is a go!]

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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Entries tagged with juillenne milone

Second Floor Common Room; Saturday Morning [01/29].

The Roof | Monday Evening

Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [01/11].

Third Floor Common Room, Sunday Afternoon

Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [01/04].

The Roof | Saturday Afternoon

The Roof, Friday Afternoon

Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [09/14].

Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [08/31].

Sixth floor common room- Sunday evening

The Roof | Thursday Evening

Third Floor Common Room; Monday Morning [05/11].

2nd Floor Common Room, Friday Morning

Second floor common room to the sixth floor- Friday after classes

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

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