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[ou] aradia megido

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Characters: Aradia and whoever
Setting: Cafeteria and library, but feel free to assume someone ran into her in the hallway!
Format: Prose to start, but I'll match!
Summary: Aradia decides to test out if ice cream goes better with waffles or pancakes. Because obviously this is a worthwhile scientific pursuit. And then later decides that a little mental adventure might be nice, so she holes up in the library- but feel free to run into her wherever!
Warnings: Possibly language, depending on who joins in.

Okay, so maybe she'd gone a teeny, tiny bit overboard.

Still, staring at the two plates in front of her, Aradia decided that every once in a while, 'overboard' was more than okay by her. On her left a couple of stacks of pancakes around a small mound of ice cream, syrup and a different kind of fruit on each kind. On her right, a single large waffle, ice cream already melting into it, syrup drizzled all over not just the ice cream, but the whipped cream on top as well. Okay, pancakes first, then waffle.

She could totally eat all this, yup.

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Aradia hadn't ever been one much for sitting around reading- after all, why sit and read about adventures when you could go out an have one yourself? But that wasn't to say she didn't enjoy a good story as much as the next troll. Especially when there was a limit to what you could explore, and the number of floors in the tower were definitely that- limiting. It was strange, going from having pretty much all of space and time to explore to having such a small amount of it to wander in- but she supposed it was better than not being able to wander at all.

Still, the itch to do something rash was getting pretty strong, and so in order to resist it, she made her way down to the library, intent on finding something to read to try and stop herself from getting too bored.

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There was literally no other reason for Ankh to come down to the kitchen besides to get more ice cream. It was basically all he was eating, and he was pretty OK with that.

He was leaving the kitchen with some in hand when he spotted the girl with heaps of pancakes and waffles and ice cream and all that stuff. What.

"What're you doing?"

She blinked, forkful of ice cream-drenched pancake partway to her mouth, and then continued, chewing carefully and swallowing before answering cheerfully-

"Taste-testing!"

"Taste-testing?" Now he's just even more confused, so he gave her food another once over before taking a bite of his own popsicle.

"Why?" Didn't she know what ice cream tasted like?

"Because I've never had these things together before! And I figured if they were serving them, then I should at least try, right?"

And oops, there goes another mouthful, and she chews and swallows before beaming again.

"Have you tried it yet?"

Oh. That kind of made sense. Ankh'd never though about combining meals like that, whenever he had been given something to eat it was some random dish Hina shoved in his face.

"Nope," He answered, taking another bite. That waffle he had tried had tasted pretty good.... But then again, this girl seemed a bit too cheerful.

"Well maybe you should! It's pretty good!"

She took another large mouthful, as if to prove her point, and tilted her head toward where the pancakes and waffles were. Even if he seemed like the grumpy type, she wasn't just going to let him be grumpy. After all, maybe trying something new would help his disposition!

"It can't hurt to try them, right?

"...."

Ankh was never one to turn down food when it was available to him. Even if he didn't seem like it. He almost looked like he would leave, but with a small 'tch,' sound, he grabbed his own mixed plate of food and a fork, and took a rather unceremonious bite out of it once he sat down.

Aradia watched him from overtop her food, half-smiling when he took that first bite and then giggling.

"It's good, huh?"

"...I guess so."

That seemed to be as much as Ankh was going to actually admit. Because in actuality it was pretty damn good. Given the way he kept shoveling it into his mouth at least.

About a table away was another ice cream connoisseur, popsicle dangling out of his mouth in part because of how exhausted he seemed. Upon extracting the treat, he gave a loud yawn, opening his eyes and spotting the 'science experiment'. Despite being such a lover of all things icey and frozen, Roxas had actually not exercised any attempts to try it with other things, so the two mounding plates sure caught his attention.

"...can you really eat all that?" There was a laugh in there, under all his exhaustion.

"Well, I might be able to, I might not..." she said with a shrug, smile evident in her own words, even as she dug into a stack of pancakes eagerly, raising an eyebrow at the popsicle stick dangling from his lips. "I'd say that I wouldn't mind some help if I can't, but it looks like you just finished your own..!"

"Huh?" Roxas nearly dropped his popsicle, looking sheepish and ruffling his hair. "Hah, I guess...I'm just tired."

'Way too tired...something's not right.'

"But, uh. I guess I'm just full up on popsicles." Better to not make strangers wonder about his health. "I've never seen people eat icecream with other things before like that. Then again, I don't think I've ever even had a waffle or pancakes at all."

"What, really? The pancakes are really yummy so far! You should try them the next time you get hungry...!"

Aradia watched him thoughtfully, watching his movements with an eye trained to spot tired trolls- who were admittedly much better at hiding it than humans, it seemed.

"You should go sleep then! I mean, no offense but you forgot about your popsicle, so I think you might really need it!"

The pancakes got a sidelong glance, and something of a grimace followed suite. "I guess it's better than getting myself sick of ice cream."

As for her non-offensive prying?

"...I've been sleeping in the library for two weeks."

The deadpan he gave while delivering that statement could probably have made it in to a hall of fame somewhere.

It didn't take very long for Ienzo to notice who came around the library regularly and who didn't. They were as varied as the species in the Tower itself, including a fair number of those troll creatures who seemed to be coming in much more now. (Perhaps someone had taken particular interest in their world, as opposed to all of the others. But why? A question for another time.)

He didn't need to monitor people's habits to notice that this one didn't seem to know what she was doing.

She looked intent and alert while she walked, but her wandering gait seemed to suggest that she was either looking at everything with no particular objective, or simply lost. She had passed where he sat several times now, and eventually he looked up from his book and addressed her. It seemed that being in this environment loosened his mannerisms, ever so slightly. "...Excuse me," he said to her. "Are you looking for something?"

"Yes and no," she replied, pausing at being addressed and tilting her head, a sheepish smile on her face. "I'm looking for something... exciting to read," she began hesitantly, reaching up to tuck some hair out of her eyes. "But I'm not really sure what kind of books there even are here, so I'm not quite sure where to start!"

Exciting. Hmm.

Truth be told he didn't really read for any kind of 'excitement' value (he actually wasn't quite sure why he did read all the time, though he was carefully sidestepping that little tidbit). But presumably if there was any 'excitement' to be had, it wouldn't be over here. "...In that case... you might want to look in the fiction section." He walked to the end of the row and gestured across the long room.

He then looked across the long room, and noticed that it would be incredibly easy to get lost in there for someone who didn't know the ins and outs of the place like he did. (It was the result of a sudden increase of free time and a sudden decrease of work to do.) "...I could show you there... if you like."

Despite the small collection of books back in his apartment at home, Henry isn't the biggest reader. He hasn't cracked open any from his personal stash in years but he hasn't been able to resist the lure of the library every time he comes down to this floor. Its expansiveness is impressive and semi-good for a distraction - he still hasn't made much progress about their situation, nothing valid about their home worlds other than words from their captors and reading up on the network hasn't revealed much he didn't already know save for a crash course in being recently brought here.

He eyes the spines of books as he walks through the next row of shelves, brought here...

"Has it really been three weeks?"

He's spent more time in this tower than that godawful nightmare.

"Three weeks since what?"

The voice piped from above his head, where Aradia was settled cross-legged in midair, peering at the tomes on one of the higher shelves, though she promptly flipped herself upside-down to try and be closer to his eye-level.

"Since you got here, or since something else?"

It was a bit nosy, but well- it wasn't like she could have really helped overhearing.

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==>Steal the ice cream-- I mean. [Cafeteria.]

b-but why would you..? [Cafeteria.]

Because it is delicious and shall all be miiinnneee

you should shaaaare though!

Sharing is for people that aren't pseudo-demons. >3> !

everyone should share, even pseudo-demons!

I don't think he ever learned that lesson in grade school D';

D8! he must be taught!

but school is boooring

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so late forever, sorry sob

Library

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(Action 2 --> Library )

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