Lunch - Thursday 10/11

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Guud murneeng stoodents! Furget vhet I seeed ebuoot leeking zee culd veezeer yesterdey. I dun't knoo vhet I ves theenking.

Tudey's Menoo:

-Hem und Cheese-a Sundveeches

-Putetu Seled

-Seled

-Ceke-a

Comments

[ecirpnellehada.livejournal.com]

Adah's eyes went wide with surprise as she was splashed with the leading end of the trail of water, most of which went splashing to the floor and the table thanks to gravity. She did not recall liquids being an acceptable weapon in this battle! Then again, she didn't exactly recall any agreements to the art of war being discussed at all, so she supposed she couldn't be too bitter about the fact that wet hair threatened to block her field of vision. She toss her head slightly, which ended up being more of a jerk than she intended and, knife back in hand, attempted to flick more potato salad in the direction of the water flinger.

Most of that would probably fall victim to gravity, too.

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

John chuckled at her reaction to the water. "Head's up!" he called lamely as he found another sandwich and tossed it her direction.

[ecirpnellehada.livejournal.com]

It was only natural, a common connection and reaction of the wires in the human brain, even half of a human brain, that when someone said 'up,' the person looked up. Which, in this case, meant Adah found a sandwich going right into her nose. Well. Thank Dog that it was ham and cheese and not hard salami, right? The sandwich fell, its job done, into her lap as she gingerly rubbed her nose with her left hand, pouting just slightly while convincing herself that there was no rest for the wicked, no sympathy for the devil, and that all was fair in food and war.

She got ready to take the sandwich out of her lap and send it back over to John, hoping that in her moment of respite, she had not opened herself up for another attack.

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

Being generally nice when not in wartime situations, John paused in his food lobbing when he saw the girl rub her nose after his sandwich made contact. "You okay?" he called, leaving himself quite open to attack.

[ecirpnellehada.livejournal.com]

How convenient that responding with an awkward lobbing of the sandwich back his way worked as both an attack and an answer to his question that, yes, thank you, Adah was quite alright, well enough, in fact, to throw food at you for the trouble of your concern. Here. Eat, drink, and be assaulted.

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"I'll take that as a yes," John muttered as he was smacked with a sandwich. He scooped up a healthy amount of potato salad in his hands and formed a fragile projectile. He then aimed and fired it upon the girl.

[ecirpnellehada.livejournal.com]

Adah's attempts to give the boy innocent eyes were foiled by the grin that could simply not be wiped from her face, even as she caved in and ducked, trying to hold up an arm at the graceful arc of potato salad descending upon her. Too much of an attack to fend off with just a mere, bent arm. She was going to be picking food from her hair for hours after this...