"Understood. We'll need to make at least...ugh, maybe fifty. That's going to be a pain." The boy sighed. "At least we chose something quick. We have quite a few already, so it shouldn't be too bad, I guess. It makes me wish that we had more cooks, though." He finished the one he was working on and started another, praying that it wouldn't always be just two cooks for so many people. He wasn't [i]that[/i] good. 

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Kido quickly walked down the hall to the cafeteria, still terrified of what could be happening. This place was far worse than he thought. 

[i]A brief thought came to his mind, quick enough to dismiss as almost nothing, if it weren't for the sense of déjà vu that remained. A decision, one that was not as well informed as it could have been, and a red X drawn over a sketched figure...[/i]

The boy stopped for a moment. What was that just now? Shaking his head, he quickly continued toward the cafeteria, wondering if Roxy would be there.