[center] [img]https://fontmeme.net/permalink/190420/50c7cdd0b0d3c9f4cce4f435e6afc33b.png[/img] [i]– Cafeteria A –[/i] [/center] Silas was in the middle of shoveling a bite of pancake into his mouth when he noticed someone coming to sit at his table. He gave Alebard a cordial grin as he chewed and swallowed his morsel of food. He reached for his glass and took a sip of orange juice as Alebard took his seat. As far as members of House Dracona go, Alebard was one of the more mild-mannered ones. Most dragon invokers were full of themselves, but every now and then, you'll find someone who's more humble and amicable. [color=9fe22b]"Morning, Alebard…and Zalek. Ready for the weekend? I hope Albus has something good planned for Culinary Club."[/color] Silas dipped the last forkful of pancake in a small puddle of syrup on his plate, making sure to coat every bit of it in the sweetness before bringing it to his mouth and taking a bite as if he was finishing some masterpiece. He leaned back a little, patted his stomach, and breathed a sigh as if his meal was complete. [color=9fe22b]"...I think I still got room. Be right back."[/color] Silas pushed back from the table and stood, noticing that the cafeteria had started to fill up. As he walked back to the counter, he casually scanned the room. The sheer diversity of the students at L'Mordryn always intrigued him – in fact he reveled in it. Nearly everyone who came to breakfast brought a summon with them, seeing as there were a lot less people who attended the morning meal. He noticed a few girls sitting at a far off table, who he presumed were in House Machina…mainly because one of them had a rather sizeable orb floating beside her. He hadn't interacted much with students from that particular house nor did he have much experience with higher technology beyond a few magitech lamps. He considered joining the Future Tech Club at one point just to learn more about technology...but food seemed more appealing, of course. He grabbed a small bowl of oatmeal and topped it with a few baked apple slices and a sprinkle of cinnamon, sugar, and nutmeg. Satisfied with his second round of breakfast he headed back to his table, spotting Odhra along the way. He was seated with Nettle, whom Silas knew from class, and couple of other girls. He thought he may have seen the dark-haired girl before, but he definitely wasn't familiar with the youngest girl. He figured she was a Tyro, purely based on age. He shuddered slightly at the sight of Snuggles resting near Odhra's feet. There was just something about a spider the size of a large dog that most people didn't get used to. In the moment he looked over to the table, he saw that a cat – or at least what he thought was a cat until it morphed – was stealing a slurp of Nettle's breakfast soup. It seemed another Tyro had been given the slip by his summon, since he appeared to be apologizing. If anything, from what he heard about Nettle's eating habits, [i]she[/i] might be the one apologizing. Silas wasn't really close enough to hear the exact details of the scene and simply shook his head. He reclaimed his seat and proceeded to go to town on his oatmeal. He watched as Zalek tore into his pile of meats and have small chuckle. [color=9fe22b]"There's times when I wonder if I look like that when I eat."[/color] [hr] [center] [img]https://fontmeme.net/permalink/190420/0e844d266b4467158bdb97cccb382661.png[/img] [i]– Great Room / Cafeteria A –[/i] [/center] When Darcy entered the Great Room, she was greeted by what had seemed to become her little entourage. Andirah and Velvette were a couple of fellow Dracona students who were borderline obsessed with Darcella Bray, and they followed her around like puppies. "G'morning, Darcy!" Andirah shouted as she sprung up from one of the Great Room's plush sofas. She practically skipped her way over to Darcy. "You look so great today! I love those shoes!" [color=f04bc8]"Thank you, Andi."[/color] Darcy flashed her best smile and displayed her boots, soaking up the praise. "Hey, Cera! You beautiful boy!" Andirah bent down to give Ceraseth a few friendly head rubs and he purred in satisfaction. When she stood, Cera floated up to rest on one of her shoulders. Velvette sauntered over from the armchair she was sitting in across from Andirah. She was visibly less bouncy than Andi, but no less happy to see her friend. "Hey, Darcy." [color=f04bc8]"Hi, Vel. Ready for Ashorath's bullshit today?"[/color] "Never." "She's so mean! I can't stand her." Andi whined. "And don't say that she isn't...you only say that 'cause you're one of her favorites." [color=f04bc8]"Well, that can't be helped, Andi. I mean, I'm one of your favorites, right?"[/color] "That's not the same!" Andi exclaimed with her hands on her hips. Darcy smirked and patted Andirah on the top of her head. "I'm hungry. Let's go eat," Velvette interjected. [color=f04bc8]"Let's."[/color] Darcy turned and lead the trio out of the building and toward the cafeteria. As they walked, the air shimmered suddenly and Snow seemed to appear from nowhere, strolling regally beside Darcy. "Hey, Snow!" Andirah's eyes lit up as she waved to the sky drake. "Hello, little one," Snow replied with a cordial nod. [color=f04bc8]"Where are the other two?"[/color] "They are sleeping. The timeline in our realm runs roughly in line with this one. I'm an early riser. In fact, I was gathering breakfast." [color=f04bc8]"Oh? And what are you having this morning?"[/color] "Field mice and cragmoles." [color=f04bc8]"Sounds tasty. Tell the lazies to be ready for Skirmishers' Club tomorrow. Enjoy your breakfast."[/color] Snow walked through a second portal as Darcy dismissed her back to her home realm. The trio arrived at the cafeteria with plenty of time to spare. They moved through the room as if they were the only ones present and made their way to the counter. Darcy opted for a light breakfast of toast, eggs, and bacon, while Andirah piled a platter with waffles slathered in butter and syrup, a fistful of bacon, and a couple of plump sausage links for Cera. Velvette made a simple fruit salad topped with honey and grabbed a small cup of yogurt. Darcy lead the group in no direction in particular to a free table near the middle of the cafeteria. They sat down and Ceraseth made to hop down onto the table from Andi's shoulder. [color=f04bc8]"Don't even think about it, furball."[/color] Cera gave a small growl and hopped down into a chair instead. He stretched up and rested his paws on the table awaiting his link. "It's not a cragmole, but I'm sure you'll enjoy it all the same," Andi teased as she tossed Ceraseth his breakfast. He spit a small flame at the sausage link to crisp the outside a bit and proceeded to attack it. [hr] [center][i]– Campus Grounds –[/i] [/center] Sir Geldwin turned to see Sazel bounding towards him clutching what looked to be her report for Chronicle Club. A hand shot up to cover his mouth as she tumbled over the carpet of apples in her path. "Oh, my...I hope she's alright." Sazel seemed unfazed as she got up and continued her approach. [color=B2A95E]"Oh, who is that? She looks cool..."[/color] [color=lightgreen]"And pretty. Her bark is such a healthy shade of brown."[/color] Sir Geldwin chuckled lightly at the sudden appearance of the Nidhogen. He thoroughly enjoyed the curiosity of his students, but decided to hold back a little in this current matter. "She's just a former student that I've been catching up with...very bright and quite…memorable," Geldwin replied while adjusting his glasses for no apparent reason. "Thanks for the report, Sazel. I'm certain it will be extraordinary as always. I have to be on my way now. Have a nice day, the both of you." He hated to be so abrupt with his interaction, but certain topics needed to be averted for the time being.