18th Dawn

[halfdarkened]

[Hey, what's this? There's some guy with his head against the food synthesizer this morning. Someone we haven't seen for a while, and in the morning of all times. His pants are the brightest purple ever, and to make things worse, one of the back pockets has a little rainbow heart on it. His sleeveless shirt is made up of orange and purple tiger stripes, and there's an old school, brightly colored slap bracelet on his left wrist. His hair is an utter mop right now, barely-combed.]

...I just want some bacon and eggs. That's ALL I want from you. [There's a bunch of candy and cake in the trashcan nearby...]

[He pushes the button again. Instead out comes a stack of pancakes with strawberries and whipped cream. He bangs his head against the food synthesizer once and grumbles.]

...At least it's breakfast food. [He settles for it and shuffles half-awake over to a table to eat. It's about then he realizes he's being watched.] Hey, Cam. Hey guys. I'm still here. I was sick for a while. Instead of spreading a disease around a small satellite, I figured you'd all appreciate it if I went ahead and quarantined myself. [An unethusiastic thumbs up.] You're welcome.

Actually. Namine? [He parts his bangs so its possible to see his eyes.] ...Thanks for the soup. [He smiles.] It helped.

By the way, has this week affected anyone else's sleep? [HE suddenly looks VERY sleepy.] I keep dreaming about animals that look like a rainbow sneezed on them. [Going...] And places I've never been before. [His head's drooping, and he seems to realize this because he props himself up with an arm. Going...] And like now I can't stay...

[Gone. Riku falls face-first into his pancakes, out cold. He'll be quite the sight when he finally lifts his head again. At least the pancakes are nice and soft and warm.]

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[halfdarkened]

[Face out of cream accomplished! Somehow he has this beautiful moustache of whipped cream (not to mention smears of it and other bits of food all over his face, but hey, it's all about the 'stache.)] ...Tea party?

[punsofiron]

[...okay now she wants to know what he's dreaming about. She smirks amused and grabs a napkin off the table to wipe some foodstuffs off his face.]

Maybe later.

[halfdarkened]

Hm whu-- [And then the napkin touches his face.] --Nightmares FEAR! [He's up, or at least sitting up. His eyes are wide open and feirce, one hand out and another up as if holding a weapon, poised.]

[And he blinks, pausing. A bit of whipped cream falls off his chin and onto his front. Still posed, he slowly just looks over to Liz.]

[punsofiron]

[She just gives a look like she's trying not to laugh, and waves lightly at him when he looks at her.]

Good morning.

[halfdarkened]

...Morning. [He slowly drops the pose, licking his lips. With a sigh he wipes his face with his hand, flicking the syrup and cream onto his plate.]

I was out cold, wasn't I?

[punsofiron]

Eeeyup.

[She hands him the napkin she was using; he can clean himself up now.] Sounded like you were having some interesting dreams there, too.

[halfdarkened]

[Well, it's a start. He takes the napkin and cleans his hand off, but that poor napkin should never had to face such horrors. Defeated, Riku goes to assault some poor paper towel with his mess.] I gathered I was in a battle, at least. I... Don't really remember anything.

[punsofiron]

Would you hurt me if I said it was amusing?

[halfdarkened]

[After wiping his face, Riku gives Liz a smirk.] If I would, then you're already in trouble, huh? [He talks over his shoulder, washing his hands.]

What was I saying, anyway?

[punsofiron]

Something about tea parties. And...dream eaters, I think you said.

[halfdarkened]

That's... [He shrugs.] Wish i knew what that was all about.