http://kissytheface.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] kissytheface.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2010-05-10 11:03 am
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Cafeteria: Monday Lunchtime

Dandelion was a girl on a mission. What little information she had retained from the weekend was now devoted to her protecting the cafeteria from the Viking horde which would inevitably attempt to redcorate it.

Heartless Vikings.

Which is why anyone showing up for lunch today would find her guarding the entrace to the cafeteria wielding a large metal soup ladle and a colander on her head.

And no one.. NO ONE was going to make her stray from her sworn duty.

[QUESTION: How long has it been since there was a cafeteria post? ANSWER: Too long! Open post is open.]

[identity profile] mania-endless.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 03:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Del wasn't sure what the heck was Dandelion was doing at the door, but whatever it was, it looked like fun.

"Eh...hi?" It was better to be polite, right?

[identity profile] mania-endless.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 03:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"HECK YEAH!"

Dandelion didn't even need to ask, really. Of course, Del wasn't entirely sure what she had just agreed to do.

"Um...what?"

[identity profile] mania-endless.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 04:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Del was all for the fight, but she wanted to eat as well!

"Maybe, um, meatloaf? Until a viking comes? Haven't seen those around so maybemaybemaybe they are having lunch as well?" It was a plausible idea.

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
There was an armored lass standing in the way between James of Krondor and Food.

"Hello?" Friendly. Polite. A grin to win over anyone.

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 07:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't know," he asked, staying well out of range of the ladle. "What is a viking?"

[identity profile] squire-hand.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 08:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm no viking," he stated, following her as she marched.

She seemed as if she'd already loaded up on sugar.

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[identity profile] boywonder03.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 07:46 pm (UTC)(link)
All Tim wanted to do was get some food. "Uh. Hi," he said. "Is there something wrong in there?"

[identity profile] boywonder03.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"They're serving soup?" Tim asked.

[identity profile] boywonder03.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Clearly a horror we must prevent," Tim said.

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[identity profile] abitlegless.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Look, it was purely coincidence Hiccup was here. He'd had no idea the crazy girl was going to be ...guarding the cafeteria. He grinned a huge grin, then schooled his face to something approximating seriousness.

It was only a shame he hadn't brought a shield or two.

"Curses!" he exclaimed. "You've foiled my savage Viking cunning with your figuring out that lunch time might find me in a place where they have food!" This was complete with dramatic hand gestures. "Whatever will I do now to ruthlessly inflict my Norse heritage on this unsuspecting school?"
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[identity profile] abitlegless.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Hiccup? Had no idea what she was talking about, but since that pretty much summed up their relationship to this point, he didn't worry about it.

He bowed his head, feigning defeat. "It's true, I've been bested and must hang my mighty Viking head in shame." Which also helped hide the fact that his grin very much wanted to make an appearance. "At least tell me your name, so you may be sung about in Viking sagas as the defender of the cafeteria?"

[identity profile] abitlegless.livejournal.com 2010-05-10 08:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, revered and honoured, definitely. Lots of honour, veritable boatloads of honour," he promised. "I, Hiccup, mighty Viking, promise to tell everyone in my village about you."

And that was a promise he'd be keeping.

"...so, any chance you'll let me in the cafeteria now?"

[Now I must away to work!]

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[identity profile] ostianbelle.livejournal.com 2010-05-11 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
Asuna entered the cafeteria in search of food, she wasn't very particular either, any food would do.

[identity profile] ostianbelle.livejournal.com 2010-05-11 12:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"Invasion? What invasion?" Asuna asked, turning around.