1st Hierophant

[pontificate_plz]

[Sup Balamb Garden. It's lunchtime, and Nanjou's chillin' in the cafeteria. He's sitting at a table currently by himself. Infront of him is a tray with one of the prized hot dogs on it, but Nanjou seems rather uninterested in it, and eating in general

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[lacqualia]

[Sneaking around and sticking noses in other people's business? Sign Vanille up!

After a hearty meal, Vanille is on her way to return her now empty lunch tray. Although, with her wandering attention, she's noticed yet another new face to the garden. After quickly shoving the tray away, Vanille moseys on over, head tilted just slightly to the side. ]

Did they belong to someone important?

Vaniiiiiiiiiille~ <3

[pontificate_plz]

[A little taken aback by her sudden intrusion, but he doesn't show it as he lifts his eyes to look at the girl briefly before returning to the glasses.]

They did.

["Not that it's any of your business". He doesn't say this, but it's certainly carried in his tone of voice.]

<3

[lacqualia]

[Not likely to catch onto tonal hints, unfortunately. Instead, she takes a seat at the table.]

Like a dad? Do you miss them?

[pontificate_plz]

[His annoyance is apparent as he snaps the case shut and puts it away.]

I'm sorry, but that's a rather personal question to ask someone you just met, isn't it?

[packsheat]

[ She's trailing into the cafeteria a bit late, it was just overwhelming this "Garden" place. There aren't a lot of seats left and so she approaches Nanjou after she gets a little bit to eat on her tray. ]

Would you mind if I sit here?

[pontificate_plz]

[He snaps the case shut as he looks at the girl. He looks around at the other tables to confirm that yes, there is a reason for her to bother him. He gives the tiniest sigh of resignation before acknowledging her.]

Do what you wish. It makes no difference to me.

[packsheat]

...thanks. [ She sighs a bit as she sits down. A morning of trying to stomach the new situation and deal with some unwelcoming stares. ]

[ ...thinking about that she's not all that hungry. ]

Huh.

[pontificate_plz]

[Nanjou glares at his own food with dislike. He doesn't even like Hot Dogs, which begs the question why he has one?]

Another wayward time-traveller I take it?

[vocavoice]

[ The cafeteria has never been particularly interesting for her. When Miku does enter, it's to socialize, not to eat. She spots Kei, smiling as she approaches and plops herself down at the table. ]

Hi! [ She smiles, cheery as ever. ] I'm Miku!

[pontificate_plz]

[Ugh. Did he sit at the bubbly teenage girl club's table? He snaps the glasses case shut and responds to Miku curtly.]

Kei Nanjou. Is there something I can help you with?

[ishisfriend]

[Taking the seat beside you with his tray of food. And uh, a particularly large pile of books. One slips off the pile to land right beside your tray.]

--ah.

[pontificate_plz]

[Nanjou snaps the case shut as he regards this latest interruption. On one hand, you sat down next to him without being invited, and you interrupted his brooding.

On the other hand though, you're clearly an intellectual, which means you're one of his people. So instead of annoyed loathing, you get mild dislike as his initial impression of you. He picks up the dropped book and places it atop the pile, and acknowledges you with a tired voice.]

Do try and be careful.

[ishisfriend]

[He takes it back with a smile and an apologetic nod.]

My apologies.

[pontificate_plz]

I suppose those materials are all for the SeeD program?

[ready_set_fire]

[Ace is sneaky like ninja, which is how he's suddenly peering over Nanjou's shoulder. Or maybe he was just walking past with his tray, intending to sit down at the mostly-empty table. You never know.]

I don't think you can fix them by looking at them.

[pontificate_plz]

[Nanjou's slightly startled, but doesn't show it as he snaps the case shut and looks up at Ace.

Really.

[There is more sarcasm packed into that one word than most people have likely heard their entire lives.]

[ready_set_fire]

Sad but true. [Ace nods seriously, ignoring the sarcasm (mostly to piss the guy off), and settles down beside him, happily putting his tray down.]

You eating that hot dog, or can I have it?

[pontificate_plz]

[Nanjou looks at the hot dog as though it seriously offended him. He doesn't even like hot dogs, so he still can't remember why he has one.

Without saying anything, he slides his tray over to Ace.]