(YEAH I'M SO EXCITED TO READ IT)
(also im planning on making eric rlly late just fyi)
Eric swallowed thickly, face buried in his blanket. He didn't like people being nice to him when he was too vulnerable, or he might cry, and that would be humiliating. "Hng. Yeah. Uh, I'll be right downstairs. I'll catch up with you."
Shay poked his head out of the bathroom, looking sheepish. He had a hand halfway through his locks as he tried to tame them with product. "Would you? I honestly don't know how it got untied." He said with an odd smile towards Layla. The crow was always doing mischievous things.
Kikiro snagged a plate for herself and the bubbly girl beside her, stirring them towards the fruit bar that had heaps and heaps of fruit from all over the world on it. "Since when do chocolate covered strawberries count as breakfast?" She asked out loud as she grabbed a bunch. That was followed by a small bowl of light greek yogurt and granola.
(Lol I already pre-ordered it)
Blair slipped into line behind both of them, grabbing some oatmeal, toast, eggs, and grapes. He hadn't eaten in a few days so he was pretty hungry. Usually, two days without food was where he ate, but he just hadn't had the time.
(I WANT TO READ IT SO BADDD)
“Are you sure?” Archer asked, his brow furrowed with concern. He knew what it was like to want to be left alone, but he still wanted to make extra sure that was what Eric wanted before he left him here by himself. Sometimes, he figured, you just need company. Well, you’re trying at least, Bellamy commented. That raven could really get on Archer’s nerves with those condescending or sarcastic comments of his.
Lander finished typing his shoe and walked towards Shay. He adjusted his tie to the right length and tied it easily in a simple knot. He subconsciously bit his bottom lip as he worked on it. He tightened it and smiled. "There." He stepped away from Shay and went to his own mirror to fix his hair.
Aster made jazz hands. "America baby. Were we have dessert for breakfast." She piled eggs, waffles, and sausage on to her plate, along with some fruit. She held up her waffles proudly. "That's just how we do it."
(ikr)
Eric looked at him from the corner of his eye. "Uh, yeah. I just need to get some more sleep for a bit. I'm too tired."
Navy cawed at Archer, as if to make a point.
Jasper finished his breakfast and looked at his schedule. He hoped he'd see the curly-haired rat in his class, if only to enjoy the effects that Jasper's curse had left on him.
Blair looked Aster in the eyes. "America is weird." He said, sticking the toast into his mouth with a shrug. "I agree, I don't understand why there aren't any wild scorpions here."
Archer felt like Eric was lying, but didn’t want to push it. Just last night he had been the one who was avoiding conversation. “Okay, well, see you in class,” he said with a smile, still feeling concerned. “Hope that you are able to get some sleep.” He hurried and changed into his uniform, his tie on slightly crooked, since he clearly didn’t know how to tie it. He wore Vans and cool socks.
(are they all lumped into the same classes or)
Shay ruffled Lander's hair as he passed in thanks. "I'll save you a bagel yea?" He called over his shoulder, strutting out of the room with his hands in his pockets. Layla fluttered, landing on his shoulder with a soft squawk. He walked casually without a care in the world.
Kikiro smiled crookedly. "This isn't my first time in this country." She said, even as she subconsciously picked up a pair of chopsticks instead of a spoon. She sat next to Aster, gently poking her waffles with a stick. "Although, I'll never understand the need for so many calories." She deadpanned.
"Thanks!" Lander called out. Sasha sat at his feet, grooming herself as well. He glared at his hair. He had almost had it perfect until Shay ruined it. He grabbed some expensive magical gel and ran his fingers through his hair. Finally satisfied he nodded, grabbed his bag, yelled "Come on Sasha!" over his shoulder and left, Sasha trotting after him.
"Cause they're delicious," Aster said through a mouthful of waffle. Powdered sugar covered her mouth. "So why not?"
(are they all lumped into the same classes or)
(yeah how about they all have a potion class first)
(cool)
Shay breezed through the dining hall, stopping to chat to a few choice ladies, before he scooped up a plate for breakfast. He made sure to grab the best looking bagel and a container of cream cheese for Lander, along with his pile of toast and eggs. Now the trouble was finding a table. There wasn't nearly enough free space as he liked. He spotted the street rats converging on a single table, his lip curling in annoyance which turned into a rather nasty smile as he spotted that they table next to them was somewhat empty. "Shoo." He barked at the single kid sitting there, who booked it without picking up his food. Shay sat, smirking at the rest of the room like a king without a crown.
Kikiro felt her chest tickle oddly as a laugh bubbled up. She released it, looking a little bewildered. She honestly couldn't remember ever laughing in her life aside from a few times as a child with her father. Her cheeks heated and she felt the need to look away from Aster, focusing on her breakfast. "Oh." She said dumbly as she looked between her yogurt and chopsticks. "How dumb." Kikiro muttered, flicking the chopstick around with a spell to transform it into a spoon.
“Risa, wake up!” Olive called, all ready for the day. Her hair was up in a messy bun and she had on an amulet that matched her brown eyes. “I won’t wait all morning for you!” Olive walked over to her bed, hoping that her friend would get up. She was not known for being a patient girl.
Archer slipped outside of his dorm and into the hallway, heading to breakfast. Once there, he got a tall stack of waffles with syrup drizzling down, and a glass of apple juice. He looked around for someone he knew.
Jasper looked up from his schedule to spot Shay sitting at the table next to the rats'. He'd never considered the guy worth enough to be his friend, but he still felt offended. "Little fuck," he murmured.
(OI! He's sitting by them to antagonize them. Jezz.)
(i know but he doesn't and also he'll snap at anything if it looks at him weird)
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Risa rolled over sleepily.
“I’m up,” she murmured, eyes still closed.
She’d definitely stayed up too late the previous night reading.
Sylvain had joined the others at breakfast, but now he was more wary than ever, feeling jumpy anytime someone walked by him. He kept a sharp eye out for Jasper, ready to run away if he saw the other guy.
“Okay well hurry up and get dressed,” Olive added with a frown, checking her watch. “We need time to eat.”
Archer found the table with the other street kids and sat down with them, giving a sleepy “Morning, everyone” to them before digging into his breakfast.
(hmmm i'd make jasper go sit with shay but like. he's got too much pride for that i think)
“Go on ahead,” Risa said, “I’ll join eventually.”
She sat on the edge of her bed and reached for her uniform.
“And don’t worry, I don’t intend to miss any class.”
“Want me to grab you anything?” Olive asked, glancing at Risa as she walked to the door. She gave herself a once-over, just to make sure nothing was out of place (and that her skirt was as high as possible without getting her in trouble), and tugged her stockings a little to fix a wrinkle.
(omg olive what an icon)
Jasper saw Sylvain sit down with the rats and raised his eyebrows. He wasn't going to bother the guy if he wasn't interested, but he would at least make himself available.
A minute later, he'd sat across from Shay. "Good morning," he said with a smile. Cleaver snatched a chicken wing from a plate and started nibbling loudly on it.
Shay glanced up, a piece of buttered–and jellied– toast half way out of his mouth. He had been completely distracted by the rats at the next table over, enjoying themselves no less, that he hadn't noticed Jasper sit down. "Ah–Good Morning Jasper. Did you have pleasant nightmares, you creepy sod?" He asked with a playful smirk. "Curse anyone's breakfast yet?" He added after a second of thought, chuckling into his coffee.
“No, that’s okay,” Risa replied, pulling on her uniform skirt and some opaque black tights.
“I won’t wither away if I miss one meal.”
Sylvain kept very close to the other street mages, and he felt his shoulders shrink down a bit when he saw Jasper take a seat nearby. He ducked down slightly and covered his face.
“Okay then,” Olive said cheerfully. “See you soon!” She opened the door and flounced down the hallway and to breakfast, getting herself a bowl of cereal with sliced fruit on top and a glass of water, sitting down at the table with the others.
“Good morning!” she chirped.
(shay oh my god)
Jasper smirked and raised his eyebrows in fake consternation. "Me? Curse anyone's breakfast? No, never." He paused. "Curse someone in general? Uh, yea, that I did." He leaned in a little bit and looked at the rats' table. "Can you see anyone missing from the litter?"
(Wait, sorry, who did he curse? I'm confused.)