Lunch

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Guud effternuun ledeees und gents! I hupe-a thees Tooesdey is seeeeng yuoo vell und iff it isn't...vell vhet du yuoo vunt me-a tu du ebuoot it?

Tudey fur loonch ve-a ere-a hefeeng:

-Toona feesh sundveeches

-Cheff's Seled (Iff I fuoond it lyeeng in zee keetchee, it vent in zeere-a)

-Peunoot Bootter und Jelly sundveeches

-Cheetus

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[can_be_more]

As lunch is early, giving me time to play, yay! Aeryn wanders down to the cafeteria for the first time since the beginning of the school, and she's just as wary of the food as she was then. Why was this a good idea again?

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"You're up early," John says, taking a seat across from her. "Sleep all right?"

[can_be_more]

"I slept great," she completely lies. "You?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Not bad," he lies through his teeth. "Nice and refreshed for the morning. Ready for class. Yeah, that's right. Too bad I only have one class and lots of energy."

[can_be_more]

Aeryn nods. "Same here. I'll probably be spending some time in the gym," she says, and figures it might have to be all day. "Because of all the energy."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Well, don't hurt yourself," John says, drinking all of his milk quickly. "I'm gonna go take a quick shower when we're done with lunch. Gym's not for me, you know."

[can_be_more]

"Right," Aeryn says quickly, dismissing any and all past shower experience thoughts from her mind. Or naked thoughts. There will be none of that. She clears her throat, hoping he'll change the subject because her thought processes are a bit distracted.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I figure the shower would help me out a little," John says, pointing towards his stomach. "I'm a little sore from the slip n' slide, from the constant sliding, you know. Hot shower helps sore muscles, right?"

[can_be_more]

She hates him a little right now. Fine. "It should," she says. "That's why I tend to shower after the gym. Especially after I've been down there for a while, getting sweaty."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

That's enough for John to jolt in his seat and hate her a little.

"Sweaty?"

[can_be_more]

"If it's a good workout, sure," she says. "But it's the good kind of sweaty."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi grabbed two Peunoot Bootter und Jelly sundveeches and some Cheetus.

[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

Maia grabbed a bag of Cheetus and a coke and sat down next to Pippi. "Hey." She said with a smile opening her bag of Cheetus.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Hey yourself." Pippi responded. She regards Maia's choice of lunch for a moment, "Not very hungry I take it?"

[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

Maia smiled "Naw something about the Toona feesh sundveeches sort of didn't sit well with me." She glanced at Pippi "How's the grindylow bite?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi is wearing a scarf around her neck. You can't see the bite.

She takes a bite of her sundveeche,

"... Fine. It doesn't ich anymore."

[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

"Good good" Maia glanced at the scarf "You should let the air get to it."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi pulls at the scarf a bit.

"It's kinda wierd looking, I didn't want to gross anybody out." she says sheepishly.

[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

Maia looked at her, "Well if its weird maybe you should go see Dr. House." She looked curiously "Can I see?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair bounced into the cafeteria and, spotting Pippi, came over.

"Congratulations, Pippi!"

[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

Maia jumped and looked at the boy who came and sat next to them.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"You too Blair!" Beemed Pippi. "I don't suppose you know what happens now?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi shruged and pulled down the scarf... Looks like a normal bruse. "Huh." Says Pippi looking at her reflection in a window... That was a different color this morning."

[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

Maia frowned a little "It just looks like a bruise sweetie." She tilted her head "Are you sure it was different, maybe it was worse this morning and it's getting better now."

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

Vala wanders into the cafeteria and grabs the Chef's Salad and a bag of Cheetos. Slumping into a chair, she proceeds to dutifully sprinkle the Cheetos over the salad, take a few bites, and then drift off with her head on the table...