Akane turned around, having heard the scuffle of Cora getting onto her chair. [color=rosybrown]"Well I came right on time then!"[/color] She said, returning her smile before she knelt down and picked up the clothes she had chosen for her. 

[color=rosybrown]"Hmm it's around 8:30 I think? I saw Lucien heading to the mess area, so I assume others might be up already. I didn't check, since I came straight here."[/color] She said before she handed Cora her clothes. 

[color=rosybrown]"Here, put these on, I tried to shoot for something comfortable, but uh.. 'appropriate' as Lucien would put it."[/color] She said with a small chuckle. Akane found the way Lucien worried about such things to be a little endearing, since she knew he was just doing it to look out for them. 

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Lucien gave Illyana an apologetic glance as he saw that he had startled her. He had been too preoccupied with putting some distance between them that he had forgotten to make his presence known. He knew how jumpy Illy could be, after all. 

[color=burlywood]"I'm afraid I do not set such a good example, being the workaholic that I am."[/color] He said with a small chuckle as he took a seat across from Geralt on the table. [color=burlywood]"I appreciate the concern, however."[/color] He said, though part of him wondered if that was really the case. 

Briefly he glanced down at the clipboard he held, taking note of the things that Illyana had already checked off, before looking back toward Geralt as he offered to make him coffee. 

[color=burlywood]"Ah.. Sure, why not. I could always use a little caffeine in my system."[/color] He said a little jokingly. He didn't really see the harm in accepting. 

It was then that Aurel arrived, briefly glancing at the three that were already in the mess area. 

[color=#a7d3d4]"Good morning..."[/color] He greeted them, before heading over to Illy who was already grabbing breakfast. It was a little relieving to have Lucien around this early with Geralt around. Knowing him he had probably already finished what he had to do, that was probably why he was here.

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While others had an easier time getting up in the morning, Ivory did not. She heard the activity outside. Usually it was what woke her up, since her hearing was quite sharp, but most of the time she ended up ignoring it and going back to sleep. This time however, she could not do that. She had told herself she would wake up early. Well, earlier than she ever normally would have, but just the thought of that made her want to throw her pillow over her head and forget that the sun existed. 

[color=darkgray]"Ugh."[/color] She groaned, irritated, before sitting up in her bed. Ivory had never been a morning person, and it wasn't really just because of what she was. Back when she was home.. what time she got up didn't really matter, because it wasn't like she could go outside or there were any time constraints for anything. It was a habit that was hard to shake. That had taken nineteen years of her life, and while now there were more things she could do with her time, doing anything so early in the morning was usually discouraging, not to mention being out in the sun too long weakened her after a while, especially if she had blood recently. That was a fact she wasn't willing to share though. Ivory hated sharing her weaknesses with people, so she much preferred using the excuse that she didn't feel like doing it. 

[color=darkgray]"What a pain."[/color] She grumbled. This only made her annoyance with Geralt stronger. He was the reason she had to even bother with this in the first place. Sluggishly, she got out of her bed, not bothering to change. Ivory never really put in any effort to her appearance in the mornings, the only time she bothered was for acts. Some would say she didn't need it though, she had the natural beauty to not require it, even if the woman herself didn't care for it. Dressing up and putting on makeup only made her look more like her mother, and she hated it. Instead, she grabbed her cloak from her coat hanger and threw it on, pulling the hood over her head before grabbing her deck of cards off the table. Perhaps she'd ask Aurel to play later as a distraction from yearning more slumber. She squinted in irritation as the sun hit her face when she stepped out of the trailer, grumbling under her breath as she made her way toward the mess area. While she wasn't planning to really have a meal this morning, but she knew that's where everyone would be.