- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- Writing Levels
- Give-No-Fucks
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Quite open to most general genres, like fantasy (usually more urban fantasy), science fiction, slice of life, etc.
"Well... I'll help!" Slavya said, laughing a little as she skipped her way to the canteen, she looked a bit more cheerfull than she had before... Minus the whole Lena thing...
The canteen was as empty as usual... Well, sort of; it looked like Ulyana was stealthily trying to steal some sweets from the back room, it didn't look like she noticed the visitors yet...
"Food for Zhenya, none for you, Kyon," Hajime remarked with a smirk, "Only hard-workers get food."
"Come on, let's get to work, Slavya!" Content to let Ulyana do her thing, Hajime headed into the kitchen and checked the freezer for anything to eat. I wonder what the others want... A few packets of chicken breasts caught his eye and an idea came to him. He ducked out of the kitchen to get Zhenya and Kyon, "Chicken with some sort of sauce and whatever vegetables we can find good?"
"I work hard dealing with all the weirdos in this camp. Isn't that good enough?" Kyon asked in response, before catching wind of Ulyana attempting to steal some food, "See what I mean?" He would ask, though not paying her any further attention for the moment.
When Hajime would make his way into the kitchen and come back, he'd shrug slightly. "I'm good with anything that's edible. Not too picky about food personally," Kyon would respond, picking out a table for Zhenya and the others to sit at.
@york @The Tactician @Canteen peeps