The Cafeteria, lunch

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah had done another look around the theater before she left last night, then checked every place she could think where Edward might be in the dorms (he wasn't hiding behind the washers).

Now she was investigating the food in the cafeteria, waiting on Priestly and Adora, and deciding that Luke's was definitely better.

[expecting a few, but open]

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[lovemykilt]

Of course it was. But sometimes a kid just had to get some cafeteria food.

"Right, so. No sign of the singing prince."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah pushed the rest of her lasagna around her plate and grimaced. "Hey. I've looked everywhere but the Preserve. Adora was going to go check on that, she's a lot more comfortable there. She hasn't heard from him either, Priestly. And she got out-of-service messages when she called his cell."

[lovemykilt]

"He's probably okay, though. I mean, this is Edward. He sounds like an idiot sometimes, but you don't grow up hunting trolls without gaining some skills . . . right?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Well, yeah." Dinah put her fork down. "I mean, he doesn't understand money or technology very well, but he's not a helpless little kid." She blew out a breath and said, "It's just frustrating, not knowing."

[lovemykilt]

Priestly nodded. "I know what you mean. D'ya suppose he just . . . left?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"He'd leave a note, or something, if he planned on leaving. Even if he didn't have much notice and couldn't say bye." Dinah was pretty sure of that. "Maybe he wandered off? That happened to Firekeeper and a bunch of other people over the weekend. The Radio said they're back now though."

[lovemykilt]

Priestly sighed. "Man, at least with Claudia, I know why she's not around."

[longislandiceme]

With no classes, Bobby was bored and sort of wandering aimlessly, which is how he happened to stumble across the cafeteria.

Seriously, how had he missed the existence of this place for two months?

And- huh. Was that Dinah! It was Dinah! Grabbing a piece of lukewarm pizza, he made his way over to the table where she was sitting.

"Hey," he greeted. Ever so eloquently.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Haugh," Dinah said back, then swallowed a bite of sort-of lasagna, and smiled. "Hey, Bobby. How's it going, now that you're not the new guy any more?"

[longislandiceme]

"Pretty neat. I didn't get a little sibling of my own, though. Did you know you had to sign up for those?" he totally hadn't.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I signed up, but I didn't get one either. I think they had a ton of people volunteer this time, so not everyone got one." She grinned at him, pushing over a cookie to share. "You wanted to help out the freaked-out transplanted new juvenile delinquents?"

[longislandiceme]

"Hey, I'm sure they're not all bad," Bobby said. "I mean, I wasn't!" Barring that night spent in jail. And the subsequent jailbreak. "Jean's letting me help with hers, though. Which is nice of her."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Cool! I told Tony and Karla I'd help with theirs, if they needed it." Dinah grinned and teased, "What, no rule-breaking? No fighting? No pranks? No truancy? Tell me you at least slept in a class, Bobby. Or I'm going to feel really irredeemable."

[bitten_notshy]

"Ah, cafeteria food," Jack observed, as he took a seat at Dinah's table. "Every time I try it, I remember why I don't eat here very often."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Me neither. All the restaurants in town are so much better," Dinah had to admit, smiling at Jack as he sat down. "It's edible. But I wonder if it came straight out of box. It has that vague plastic-y taste to it. How're your classes going?"

[bitten_notshy]

"I think Atreides' will be interesting," Jack observed. "She seemed terribly concerned I not change my opinions to match hers, which is -- sweet." Seriously, as if he would. "Castle's and Chevalier's are mostly for fun, I think. And now I'm done for the week! Yours?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"That sounds like her. I liked Castle's, but you saw. He knows one of my fave authors!" If you don't count romance novelists. "Applied Science is Tyler letting us play with things and wreck them, so yay for that. And I get to be Mitchell's TA in World War Media!" Which prompted a chair dance. "I've just got Defense Against the Dark Arts this afternoon, and then I'm done for the week too! Wha'ts Chevalier teach? And what are we doing to do with four-day weekends all semester?"

[bitten_notshy]

"A whole class in wrecking things?" That was just odd. "I thought he taught science. Anyhow, I skipped Mitchell's class this term. It feels too strange to be learning history about the future. Chevalier is art. Nice man -- it all seems straightforward enough."

He raised an eyebrow at her. "I don't have specific plans, but I'm sure we'll find ways to entertain ourselves."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Well, there might be some learning physics in his class too." Dinah grinned unrepentantly at her exaggeration. "And I'm going to lie around and watch TV for four days a week." Suuuure she was. "Or, possibly, get obsessive and research all the ways to become a legal P.I. that there are. Maybe."

[fabulous-secret.livejournal.com]

The worry was written all over Adora's face as she entered the cafeteria. When She-Ra had learned no new news from the squirrels, she knew there was no possibility her prince was simply lost in the Preserve. Again.

Now there was only the hope that Dinah had learned something new.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah's hopeful expression and lack of Princely accompaniment probably put paid to that hope. "Anything?"

[fabulous-secret.livejournal.com]

"No," she shook her head. "Other than some very nice compliments about my hair, the squirrels knew nothing of Edward." And she was not going to cry about it, okay?

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Sit down," Dinah urged her, nodding at Priestly. "Are you-- do you need a hug?" Hey, she'd just been hugging the stuffing out of Priestly, she'd definitely do that for Adora if she needed it.

[lovemykilt]

"We're good huggers," Priestly said.

What? He never said no to hugging pretty girls. Even when he was dating one.

It was a matter of solidarity here, really. Get your mind out of the gutter. . . .

[fabulous-secret.livejournal.com]

They were really completely sweet people. "I never turn down a hug from friends," Adora replied, smiling a little at the pair.