Yearbook thing outside the cafeteria.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory makes a very brief stop by her room to pick up something she figured would be neccessary.

She walks to the cafeteria, and starts setting up Professor Jerusalem's equipment. When it's all set up, she turns on the megaphone she had once taken from Paris, and says through it, "Hey, people - real, non-zombie food. We have real, non-zombie-fied food over here. And it's free. Screw the fundraiser, people need help. So come and have something to eat. We can make you anything."

[ooc: Yearbook people who're helping - I'll be in and out all day. Basically, if someone orders something, you can respond and say you made it, whatever. I'm going to have Rory sort of there in the background, but quietly overseeing things for most of the day. Oh, and hope the fact that we're giving food away didn't startle anyone. :) Oh! And play with the megaphone!]

[RETURN OF THE OOC: This foodie-thing is pretty much going to wrap up around 5 EST. Get in while you can.]

[SON OF OOC: Everyone look over here, and enjoy. :)]

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[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

Sonia sees Rory setting up near the cafeteria and quickly makes her way over. She's still out of sorts, but has managed to clean herself of a good amount of the unidentifiable zombie remains.

"Hey, vant some help?"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," Rory says, handing her the megaphone. "Go get people's attention for this thing."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus wandered up. He'd showered and changed since the night before, but still looked tired around the eyes.

At Rory's announcement, he smirked. But since he was both tired and remembered her from the night before there wasn't as much of a bite in his voice as he said "Anything, huh? You offering to pop a vein?"

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

Sonia hears the comment and shoots Angelus a piercing glare, then gives him a strained smile as she sees he's looking nearly as tired as everyone else.

"If you think it vould help...ve might be able to come up vith an artificial solution."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Artificial blood?" Angelus looked horrified. "That's like - that's... that's just wrong. God, even the rat blood would be better than that."

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

Sonia smiles as she turns the megaphone over in her hands. "No problem. I'll start in the library. And I don't think we'll have much competition from the cafeteria today, not vith the Svedish Chef threatening Zombie A La King.

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

"No, not artificial blood. I know how that is to you. Artificial *solution*- as in, you not biting at any students. I think they've had enough of that in the past night."

"Do you have any particular animal preferences, in any case?"

Just don't say humans. I've bled for Alucard before, and that vas enough; it vould take a great deal of convincing to do the same for you.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus rubbed a hand over his face. "Human, natch. Barring that... god help me. Pig's blood. With an otter chaser. And then never speak of this again."

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

She smiles, and punches a few buttons on Prof. Jerusalem's machine.*

"My lips are sealed. Now- varm, or chilled?"

[OOC: *I have no idea how the machine works, so this is a wild guess.]

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Warm," Angelus said. "That way I can at least try to pretend I'm not drinking it from a cup."

[jerusalem-s.livejournal.com]

((OOC: It'll give you whatever you ask for till the block runs out. I doubt snacks to the high school population will run it out. And it WILL produce human blood. Jerusalem is an occasional cannibal.))

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

Sonia took the cup dispensed by the machine, handing it to Angelus.

"100 degrees. Good enough?"

"Don't hesitate to come back, if you need...um, anything else. Ve'll be here all day."

She picks up the megaphone again, and turns towards the library.

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Ahh, thanks! And...really? Hmm. I'll let Angelus know.]

[jerusalem-s.livejournal.com]

Looking cranky and in need of sleep, Spider Jerusalem appears. Still clad only in a pair of black pants, he strides over to his maker and barks, "Breakfast!" Picking up the tall, KFC-appearing bucket that appears... and which seems to be full of eyeballs of some kind, he stalks away again.

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Sorry for long delays- posting from work. (At a library, no less. :D)

Also, coughcoughcough*points down*]

[soldtoarmenians]

In front of the cafeteria, Xander caught sight of the Bake Sale sign. More importantly, the three drachmae bucks in his pocket somehow telepathically sensed the word FREE hand-scrawled over the printed sign, and drew him over to the gathering of students there. Hell, not like student-made food could be any scarier than the official stuff.

"What's with the sudden case of charity from the yearbook staff?" he asks anybody listening. "Not that I'm ever complaining about free food."

Then he notes that 'anybody listening' happens to include his roommate. Great.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Close enough," Angelus took the cup, sipped it, then decided being a few degrees off would have to do. At least it was human.

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

Sonia turns from Angelus towards Xander, and shrugs at his comment.

"Ve're charitable. And you can thank Professor Jerusalem for the machine. Now..." She holds up a small pad of paper and a pencil. "Vhat can I get for you?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"I hear the strychnine's fabulous," Angelus said.

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

Sonia quickly moves out of the professor's way, giving him a small smile and a nod before dashing off to help one of the other students.

[thefannishwaldo.livejournal.com]

Hey guys, we're going to launch a big old counter-offense tonight. Having a mess set up when we do would be really helpful. Even if it's just Powerbars and Gatoraide. MREs wouldn't be a bad idea either. Anything we can eat and run. I'm sure that after a few rounds with the undead, a snack would be much appreciated.

Thanks!

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander blinked, and eyed the machine skeptically. "This would be the same Professor Jerusalem with the espresso machine that turned my tongue purple?"

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

"Erm...yes. But I think ve'll be safe- there haven't been any problems. Yet."

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

"That's a good idea. Ve'll get some things prepared ahead of time and run them down to the library."

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander glanced away from charitable-order-taking girl. "Yeah? I was thinking about some holy water. Kinda thirsty."