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[onderhaus]

Who: Rube, Open to one and all
What: A day in the life of Rube Sofer
When: All day long.
Where: Everywhere!

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5:30 am - CES

[onderhaus]

[Rube is dressed in his jeans and bulky, tan leather jacket, a pageboy cap pulled low on his head. He's in the CES, enjoying a sunrise - not the sunrise, but a sunrise - with the beagle JD gave him. He's preparing himself to face another grueling day in the kitchen.]

5:30 am - CES - Hahahaha!

[onderhaus]

"Mornin'," he said in reply, raising a hand in greeting. Given the era he was from, he sank in to the role of personable neighbor easily.

5:30 am - CES

[impure_tale]

[The Marquis is dressed down when he gives Renate her morning walks -- mainly because she makes him run, and he knows he's likely to get dirty. When Rube and Mason come upon them, he was actually giving himself a rest -- seated upon a rock and throwing a stick for her to fetch. His presence is first announced by the sound of his voice -- commands and praises all notably in French, but he's not seen until one prodigious throw sends Renate zooming across Rube's path some yards ahead.]

Chercher, Renate!

10:00 am - Dining Hall

[onderhaus]

[Rube is sitting at a table in the corner, alone but for his dog, eating from a plate of leftover pancakes and bacon - his breakfast, now that breakfast shift is over. He's flipping through a book he found laying on the table.]

10:00 am - Dining Hall

[villageson]

11-12 entered the dining hall and saw in the corner exactly the person he was looking for. He had a piece of paper clutched in his hands as he headed over to Rube.

"Uh. Excuse me? Sorry to interupt you... Can I ask a quick question?"

10:00 am - Dining Hall

[onderhaus]

He looked up from his plate, a forkful of food frozen between the table and his mouth. He lowered it and made a "go ahead" motion with his hand.

"Sure."

10:00 am - Dining Hall

[villageson]

"Oh, actually two quick questions - first, how is Laura doing? Has she been coming to her shifts and doing her work without any trouble?"

2:30 pm - Hallway outside dining hall, near the end of lunch

[onderhaus]

[Rube's taking a break from this bullshit.]

2:30 pm - Hallway outside dining hall, near the end of lunch

[bob_fraser_snr]

[Straight from his own meal, tips his hat.] Fine meal.

WHOOPS.

[onderhaus]

[Rube smiles, though it's a little forced.]

We aim to please.

Re: WHOOPS.

[bob_fraser_snr]

[A respectful nod and heads out.]

6:00 pm - Dinner Shift is in full swing

[onderhaus]

[Rube is on the serving line tonight. He turns and ducks his head into the kitchen and shouts.]

We're out of potatoes. There are more than thirty people on this boat. Stands to reason you need more than thirty fucking potatoes!

6:00 pm - Dinner Shift is in full swing

[christ_onabike]

[Paddy is being unhelpful, and busy poking at vegetables. Not, for that matter, potato shaped ones.] Don't fucking look at me. I'm not potato boy for the night.

6:00 pm - Dinner Shift is in full swing

[onderhaus]

Rube swears, ducks out to serve the next person, then ducks back in.

"Who's on potatoes, folks? Someone's on them, because someone made the first thirty!"

6:00 pm - Dinner Shift is in full swing

[f_ckitybye]

[Malcolm brings over a hotel pan of potatoes, which he sets down on the counter with a grunt.]

I fuckin' told you I had them under control. [As he strolls back to his station:] You lot, it's like the losers' round on Pop Idol; you don't hear a fucking thing anyone says.