[center][b][i]Dimaond - CODEx dorm[/i][/b][/center]
"How perceptive of you!" Diamond barked from her bed at the rest of the people in the room. She must have slept like a log since she didn't hear one of them come to the room, and yet shortly after Emerald made her presence known as well, very briefly. Her entire body still ached after yesterday's beating, adding a cherry on top of her usual Monday morning misery cake. She needed coffee.

Thinking of which, her nose finally registered pancakes. She looked at Cobalt and snapped her fingers a few times: "Give!" she ordered, her tone of voice and the stern look in her eyes allowing for no discussion. Still half sitting, half lying in her bed she started digging into the meal, the sweet taste finally warming her soul a little. "So, is Emmy the only one of us misfits with any family left to speak of?" she questioned, recalling Cobalt mentioning he came form pretty much the same social circles as herself.

Diamond wasn't sure if something happened to Oswald's family, although she figured death played a bit too important part in his life. Even now he did seem to have this dark, brooding look on his face, the one Diamond knew herself to have when she started asking the hard questions about life, universe and everything. "Because if not, it's a wonderful day to go and do some training. Even a set of eyes in a wheelchair can still look for any mistakes and call them out." she suggested, shooting Oswald a cheeky smirk.

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