Lunch - Monday 1/8

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Guud murneeng stoodents but oold und noo! Du yuoo smell thet? It smells leeke-a a noo semester! Yum!

Tudey's Menoo:

-Cheeseboorgers

-French Freees

-Seled

-Pooddeeng

((For the newbies: The lunch post is for students to gather and chat between 4th and 5th period. Yes, the Chef is a muppet and he has muppet chickens helping him with the cooking. The food is safe...mostly. I'll leave an OOC note if he accidentally leaves a sock in his cake batter or anything. And if you have a suggestion for the lunch post or a plotty type deal with the food then feel free to e-mail me!))

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[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi piles up her tray with some over everything.

And an extra helping of pooddeeng.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

The application of a socialist institution like free lunch for students in a mostly capitalist society fascinated Turtle; it also helped that, in inspecting it, she was getting free food. Some socialist institutions weren't so bad. She especially liked how it worked to employ foreigners, althought she was half tempted to ask to see a green card as she helped herself to a bit of everything.

Cheeseburgers for lunch. Even lunches here were better than at home. Unless her dad was cooking. This was a lunch Jake Wexler would approve of. So Turtle approved, too.

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"So do the votes count if I get them?" Marco asked as he sat down with his tray.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle looked up at Marco for a second before answering. "Well, I suppose I dont' see why they shouldn't," she said, although her voice suggested that she didn't really like the idea. "Why? Have you gotten any?"

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco took out a crumpled napkin. "One. From Annette."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle took the napkin and eyed it carefully. "And what were the terms in which this napkin was signed?"

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"We were talking. She wrote it. My mun can't find the link." Marco pouted.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle nodded. "Right, but what did you tell her about the bet? Were you all, 'hey, write this out because I said so,' or did you explain to her the conditions of the situation?"

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco rolled his eyes. "I told her about the bet and she volunteered to write a note, I didn't even ask her."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle nodded. "Excellent. I'll definately add Annette's contribution to the poll, and possibly look into some nice crazy-people hospitals for her." She stuck her tongue out at Marco, but she was grinning.

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco stuck his tongue back at her. "It's not my fault I attract the pretty girls!"

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy had a simple salad today, and stood nearby to where Turtle was, scanning the room looking for crazy people new kids to traumatize someplace to sit.

[pyroliz.livejournal.com]

Liz decided to stop by the cafeteria for lunch, she got a bit of everything and sat down hoping that the food was at least better here than at the last high school she attended.

[irulan-atreides.livejournal.com]

Irulan went to the cafeteria wearing her best headdress. She boggled at the prospect of food being served willy-nilly and without assistance. Well.

Before she took any food she let the poison-snooper analyze the foodstuff to ensure none of them were poisoned and edible. One didn't know if assassins followed her this far out.

[dark_slippy_thing]

Upon being informed that the cafeteria food wouldn't kill him, Valentine made a pit-stop to fill up his empty insides.
And his pockets.
Three cheeseboorgers, a small mountain of seled, and four pocketfuls of french freees later, Valentine's appetite was sated.
He liked the cafeteria, indeed.
Never mind that the chef had something of a back home feel to him. Valentine really couldn't put a finger on it. Must be that Valentine is also produced by Henson.

[ooc:If there's any interaction to be done, my reply will likely be slow or nonexistant for most of the day. Just a heads-up.]

[henryoredward.livejournal.com]

Henry got a bit of everything and sat down.
He couldn't, however, quite bring himself to eat it with his hands, so he took a knife and fork to the whole meal.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

There were...actually people in the cafeteria, a significiant amount, which struck Setsuna as odd, but also an opprotunity to not eat alone. Several new kids, too, which made her a little nervous. Let's see...there was Pippi, and her roommate, but that would be awkward and he was talking to someone already, anyway.

Ah, but here was someone she'd met only briefly. "Hello," Setsuna bobbed her head a little as she approached, "Henry, isn't it? Would you mind if I joined you?"

[henryoredward.livejournal.com]

Henry's been working very hard on the memory devices, and was happy to realize that they're paying off. "I would not mind in the slightest, Setsuna." It felt very weird to be referring to a lady by her first name, but Henry isn't going to distance himself with titles. The other students didn't seem to think it was a problem, so he’d try not to, either.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

"Thank you very much," Setsuna smiled lightly, with another nod of her head, before taking a seat. She noticed Henry's use of silverware, and was amused by it as a touch of civilization. "How are you enjoying your first day?"

[henryoredward.livejournal.com]

He has to finish chewing a bite of salad before he can speak. "It's going well. I have my first class seventh period today, so I'm looking forward to it.
And how are you doing? Have you had any classes yet?"

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

"I'm doing well, thank you," Setsuna smiled, nodding again. "And I've had my Defense against Malicious Magic class already, earlier today. It was..." Her shoulders sunk a little. "...different from what I expected. Which is your class coming up, Henry?"

[henryoredward.livejournal.com]

"Twenty-first century popular culture." Henry answered. However, Setsuna's mood did not escape Henry's notice, and he asked, "Was something wrong with your class?"

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Setsuna shook her head. "Oh, no, there was nothing wrong with it. It's just that the professor is a little...essentric. But, I suppose a prolonged exposure to dark arts can do that to a person."

[henryoredward.livejournal.com]

"Ah. So what is that class about? I mean, against which kinds of malicious magic are you learning to defend?" Henry's been on the fence about the existance of magic for quite some time. So he's a little curious.

[sonofdragons.livejournal.com]

Tannim helped himself to a cheeseboorger, french freees and pooddeeng. He skipped the salad since his mother wasn't around to insist he eat vegetables.