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Krysanthe rolled a little in bed at the wafting smell of food and conversation, brought up from the deep dredges of sleep after a day well spent to just below the surface of wakefulness. Then her face retreated from a burst of air rudely smacking into it followed by a vaguely threatening threat. Krysanthe let out a mock groan and sat up, throwing off her covers lazily, wearing basically a pair of workout shorts and a work-out bra. [color=yellow]"Don't threaten me with a good time."[/color] She said coyly, winking at Skyra, still looking somewhat sleepy, her long yellow hair laying rather messily around her.

She perked right up at the sight of breakfast and rushed over, eagerly grabbing a plate and chowing down. Midway through she let out a noise of alarm. [color=yellow]"Oh its parent day and stuff!"[/color] She nabbed her scroll and glanced at it, [color=yellow]"Cool I got some time before they show up."[/color] she said to herself and proceeded to consume scarfing down the rest of her meal, finishing it off with a heart swig of orange juice. She let out an [i]ahh[/i] of satisfaction and leaned back. [color=yellow]"What a nice breakfast, I'll have to thank Yue for it later."[/color]

She would met up with her parents at the docks in an hour or so and they'd watch her run in the foot race and it'd be super cool. Well, except for the part where they'd ask how thing were going with her team and she'd have to explain how she'd lost a teammate and had to pickup a new one. Krysanthe wilted a little inwardly at the thought of that as they hadn't even been doing a combat mission, it was more of detective work than anything else. Still, if she didn't tell, they'd find out, and the former was distinctively more appealing than the latter.