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Lt. Col. Maes Hughes ([personal profile] polaroid_papa) wrote in [community profile] itsjustagamerp2012-03-07 09:48 pm

Neutral Zone Breakfast

Characters: Maes Hughes and YOU
Content: Hughes sets up a neutral zone in the cafeteria and makes everyone breakfast
Location: Deck 4, The Cafeteria Deck
Time: Morning
Warnings: None

Just outside the Cafeteria deck a sign had been set up.  It read:

OFFICIAL LASER TAG NEUTRAL ZONE
Rules:
1. No firing lasers in the Cafeteria area
2. If you are caught firing your lasers you WILL be booted and the opposite team is allowed return fire.  No pancakes for you ):
3. Maes Hughes is a Neutral Party and not playing tag.  If you fire at him you have to clean up the deck of his choosing.  Ha!
4. Please enjoy this complimentary picture of Elysia to brighten your day :)

Below the sign is a stack of photos of a certain 3-year-old girl smiling.   Maes has certainly had fun with the copy machine as of late.

Once you enter the deck you find yourself assaulted with the smell of pancakes, eggs, and various other breakfast foods.  Maes is in the kitchen cooking up a storm and has decided he would like to spend time with others over a nice, hearty breakfast.  He doesn't expect anyone to help him cook, but if they do that's fine.  Really he just wanted an excuse to have fun without getting involved in the laser tag shenanigans and breakfast seemed the way to go, since Pinkie's thing was parties and Maes didn't really feel like throwing one of those just yet.
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[personal profile] virtualunknown 2012-03-08 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
Tempted by the smell, MakubeX peeked in. He had been lying low since his failed plan (which he still thought was brilliant, humiliation aside). He had no interest in the laser tag, so he'd mostly been sulking about the satellite. The thought of a freshly prepared meal was too good to pass up, however.

"What's going on here?"
thirteenth_brat: (Ok then...)

[personal profile] thirteenth_brat 2012-03-08 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
While the idea of a neutral zone was a good one, Roxas wasn't so sure how many people would obey that rule. On the other hand, as long as the ones enforcing the rules about neutral zones were those who hadn't been stupid enough to pick up the lasers in the first place, maybe it would be fine. All Roxas knew for sure was that it was quiet when he arrived and the smell of breakfast stuff cooking was too much to pass up.

He wasn't the first there and it was kind of hard not to recognize the one who had embarrassed himself trying to avoid the Mads' attention. Roxas said nothing on that topic however.

"Smells like breakfast to me," he remarked.
virtualunknown: (quizical)

[personal profile] virtualunknown 2012-03-08 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
MakubeX jumped at the voice.

"Oh,right. Of course..."

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[personal profile] cleverkit 2012-03-08 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
Now, this was a dilemma. On the one hand, Wilykit had gotten a bit of a late start in the game and wanted to catch up as quickly as possible. On the other hand, pancakes.

Wilykit only lingered over her indecision for about five seconds longer before she gave in to delicious, syrupy temptation. No sense in fighting on an empty stomach, after all.
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[personal profile] minime 2012-03-08 04:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Hallo again.

[^_^ Bakura is sitting at a vacant table with a glittering scimitar beside him.]

Fancy a little chat while we take a break from all this ruckus?
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[personal profile] cleverkit 2012-03-09 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
Oh hey, it was that new kid who apparently had issues with identifying girls. And he brought a sword with him to breakfast for some reason. Okay then.

"Um, sure," Wilykit responded, sliding into a seat across from Bakura. He seemed like a nice enough guy, even if he was weird. And to be fair, Lion-O had gone through a similar "carry the Sword of Omens around at all times no matter how ridiculous" phase right after they arrived on Third Earth. Maybe Bakura was just going through something similar. She hoped.
punsofiron: (lol bad pun goes here)

[personal profile] punsofiron 2012-03-08 06:50 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, Liz wasn't about to pass on free food, but she had to at least say hello to the host. She peeked her head into the kitchen with a smile.

"Do I smell bacon? Maes, I think I love you."
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[personal profile] punsofiron 2012-03-09 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't worry, I say that to everybody when there's bacon involved. It's usually Linkara though, so we're good."

She grabbed a plate and grabbed herself a moderate helping of bacon, looking over the other breakfast foods available.

"Have you been at this all morning?"

[personal profile] thesilenthero 2012-03-08 02:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Lexaeus had his doubts about the efficacy of the neutral zone as well, but given that there was a mysterious sniper running around, he couldn't very well turn down a nice opportunity to gather with others on the Satellite. He picked up one of the photos from the stack outside the cafeteria; one couldn't help but be reminded of young Miss Kairi.

Lexaeus headed inside and looked around, then took himself over to the kitchen. He was used enough to helping Zexion cook that it was an automatic instinct, even if most food on the Satellite seemed to be machine-created or pony-created. "Hello," he said to Maes. "Would you like some assistance?"

[personal profile] thesilenthero 2012-03-09 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"I will help you serve," Lexaeus said. "It's good of you to do this for everyone." He hadn't really gotten to know Maes at all, though it seems that all of the children here trust him. Maes does have the look of a soldier, though, to Lexaeus' eye, and that's interesting in itself.

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minime: (whyso)

Hail!

[personal profile] minime 2012-03-08 04:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ryo pops in, dragging a scimitar behind him and sets it down on the nearest vacant table, sweating profusely]

You wouldn't happen to have any bangers and mash would you? I have a bloody good hankering for actual bland and pasty food. [:/]
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[personal profile] sylvan_child 2012-03-08 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Saria had been noticeably absent for the past several days; the laser tag shenanigans had spooked her a little bit so she stayed out of sight in the nature deck mostly. But she had to come out eventually, and she was immediately attracted to the sweet smell of pancakes. She peered shyly into the cafeteria, looking around.
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[personal profile] colorbymemory 2012-03-09 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
Namine had settled down at one of the tables with some food when she noticed the girl in the doorway. They'd spoken before, but hadn't really gotten to introduce herself. Now seemed as good a time as any, so she waved slightly and slid over to make room at the table.
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[personal profile] sylvan_child 2012-03-09 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
Saria saw Namine and offered a little smile. She noted her unspoken invitation to sit there, and approached slowly, taking a seat next to Namine shyly.

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[personal profile] colorbymemory 2012-03-09 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
Lured by the scent of food cooking, Namine poked her head into the kitchen.

"Can we join in even if we're not playing laser tag."

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[personal profile] skysmirror 2012-03-09 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
Xion looked surprised to see the sign when she went to the cafeteria for breakfast, them smiled. With everyone playing laser tag all over the satellite, it made sense to have at least one neutral zone.

She looked for Hughes until she found him in the kitchen."Good morning. Anything I can help with?"

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[personal profile] halfdarkened 2012-03-09 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
Riku came around the corner in full armor, gun pointed towards the ceiling as he looked down at a picture he'd seen before. As he looks it over, he smirks and shakes his head, slinging the gun over his shoulder. Riku pocket it as he strode up. Yep, he'd been playing. There were numbers on both his head and his hand. At least the way the armor fit him made it seem more like the count was on his armor rather than his body.

"Probably good you're not playing, Maes. Trying to sleep with a glow-in-the-dark forehead is a pain." Not that it glowed a lot, but enough for someone who kept his room pitch black at night.

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Finishing up?

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[personal profile] sailorlaughter 2012-03-10 06:57 am (UTC)(link)
Really, Maes should have expected to get help with the cooking with Pinkie around. She trotted in, lured by the smell of pancakes, and dropped her gun by the door in order to pick up a photo in her mouth instead. Bouncing over to the kitchen, she set it down on a nearby counter - she'd grab it later, she practically lived in here anyway. "Hey, Maes! It smells TOTALLY super-good in here! Need any help?"

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