Week 2

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[Other than the reappearance of the Overseer, there's no real change in the routine. PAL still makes the morning and night time announcements through the PIP on each Champion's arm, and still the Champion unitards are freshly laundered and re-hung each morning in their closets.

No other floors unlock, but Cece and Kip will still be appearing randomly to chit-chat.

All you know is... something has to change soon.]

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your AC for week 1 and submit your threads for the Benefactors!]

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[goteachother]

[She's just sipping on some coffee and making copies of that meal plan for future weeks. Who knows how long they're going to be here after all.]

Honey, you don't have to. Coffee is always appreciated and you don't have to eat with the rest of us.

[But that would leave him out an awful lot, wouldn't it?] Here... what can you eat? maybe we can work out some mid ground, at least on the nights I'm making dinner so you can have a meal with the rest of us?

If you want to that is?

[honoraryembryon]

As long as I'm not in the way. I mean, if I'm being honest, it might... be a bit awkward. I wouldn't want to, uh... make everyone else uncomfortable.

[ Listen, feeding a constantly hungry inner-demon is... problematic. ]

[goteachother]

Nonsense. Why would it be awkward.

[She's snagging another piece of paper and tugging it over, scrawling his name in across the top in swirling, elegant script.]

So what kind of things can you have? Start with a favorite!

[honoraryembryon]

[ Blank staring

Queenie were you... listening... the other day...??? He's so concerned, he doesn't want to talk about his diet problems. ]

... Can I just count alcohol as an entire food group and leave this as an open and shut case?

[goteachother]

[She was listening! Mostly. Okay she might have been gossiping with Nari through some of it. But really, nothing's gonna weird her out.]

Alcohol is a start I suppose. Oh come on, Roland. [She giggles and reaches up to touch his arm lightly, encouraging.]

It's fine, sweetie. I imagine it's somethin like a werewolf would want, yeah? Steak extra, extra rare?

[Not that she knows any werewolves but it's a common (and utterly false) assumption.]

[honoraryembryon]

[ A light snort when she does this, but he doesn't make a move to stop her or anything. ]

... Why am I not surprised you've dealt with werewolves when I've dealt with small sprites and snake women?

[ Buuuuuuut that he's not denying it means that it's a pretty obvious "you're not wrong I'm just embarrassed". ]

I mean, they gave me pills, but I don't really know how they expect a guy to survive on something like that.

[ He just doesn't want to weird anyone out, is all. It was why he was eating at odd hours away from everyone else when he first got here. ]

[goteachother]

Standard part of 5th year Defense Against the Dark Arts, actually.

[She's writing down "Steak (rare)" on this list. Deal with it, Roland.

Also tugging on your sleeve, stop being awkward, and sit down here and brainstorm with her.]

A man can't live on pills. That's horrible.

Is it just meat? or is it iron-y stuff? Spinach?

you know what, imma tack on a cannibalism cw for this thread JIC

[honoraryembryon]

Oh, you had classes that taught you about that kind of thing? I... kind of envy you, actually, that would've been nice for us.

[ FINE FINE, making a small exhale of air and non-committal eyeroll, but he will sit. ]

... How do I put this...

[ Rubbing the back of his neck with the arm that you're not tugging on. ]

I like what most people like? You know. Variety. I'm not really picky. Indra, though... well it's like... it's like having two minds in your brain and one of them is always hungry and saying "hey, you should have steak right now" even though you just ate.

[goteachother]

Mmm, yeah. DADA, Charms, Potions, Herbology, Transfiguration, and History are all mandatory classes for just about all 7 years. Sometimes you can weasel your way out of history.

[She's going to leave her hand on your arm, though, Roland. Just in case you try to run away from you embarrassment again. Maybe also because you're a really nice, handsome guy and she's not going to turn down an excuse when she has one.]

Okay so... you can eat the same things the rest of us do just... maybe with an extra side of red meat... and some extra snacks too?

Gosh it sounds like every morning at work. [She rolls her eyes and she doesn't mean to make light of his situation but... she feels you Roland.] Gotta take coffee to the whole department and I ate breakfast but most of them didn't so I gotta listen to at least 20 different people bemoaning their hunger and thinking very loudly about what they'd like to be eating instead of working.

Usually with a side of musing about whether or not they can have me for breakfast.

[honoraryembryon]

[ Joking is their only refuge in this shitty situation, Queenie, they may as well. ]

... I'd kind of love to know what your school was like, you should tell me sometime. My schooling was honestly really minimal, normal stuff--nothing that prepared any of us for the stuff we'd be dealing with, hah.

Your department sounds kind of like half the people I've fought, though. Although, I guess that's common among demons... they're just always hungry. I just don't like imposing on people, though, regardless of what I'm feeling. Self-control is... important to me as it is.

[ So, you know. He can manage! As long as he has some kind of bare minimum. ]

[goteachother]

Gosh, any excuse to talk about Ilvermorny! If you wanna know I'll tell ya all about it.

[Oh just wait till someone gets her yearbook as a regain.]

Oh they ain' bad guys just... idiots. And it ain' imposing, Roland. 'm not about to let you be miserable 'just cause you have y'know... a bigger appetite than most. [Scooting closer and squeezing his arm a little. Don't be silly.]

[honoraryembryon]

Please, do tell me about it. I'm really curious.

[ He'll give her a smile, anyway. SUBJECT CHANGE PLEASE. ]

[goteachother]

[She sees what you're doing here but she won't argue. She's just going to be cooking extras for you always.]

Well... Ilvermorny's the school for all of America. Which probably sounds silly to ya since it's in Massachusetts but we got ways of travelin' that are more efficient than just trains or somethin.

You wanna know about our curriculum or just... whatever pops in ma head first?