Day 64: Cafeteria (brunch)

[gald_digger]

Well, that went well! Anise had gained herself a gorgeously handsome new friend. She just hoped that weird illness didn't get either of them killed before she could get to know him any better.

... Yeah, that was morbid. It was hard not to think about, though.

Before going to the Cafeteria, Anise made a stop at her room to grab her journal, maps, and a pen. Once she finished eating, she could get a start on copying the maps for Barnaby. He was going to be so glad he met her!

With that done, Anise made her way to the Cafeteria, where she picked up an assortment of food, making sure to get some meat, vegetables, and milk on her tray. She then sat down at a table and set her notes aside while she started on her meal. It was hard not to feel self-conscious about the rash on her arm, though the makeup she used had blended the discolored part enough that it couldn't be seen from a distance. Anise just hoped no one would come specifically looking for it.

[Ilia!]

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[brokensmolder]

Oh, a scholar. Eugene nodded his understanding, helping himself to another massive slice of the delightful latticed bread. They didn't have anything like this in the kingdom, that was for sure.

In the interest of keeping the conversation going (and not staring at Rapunzel), he asked, "What sort of things do you study?"

[complicatedliar]

"Maths and sciences mostly," Loki said. For the time being, he had little motivation to admit to more arcane studies unless he thought he had another scholar to discuss those matters with. Otherwise, he could only begin to imagine what sort of idiotic questions would be directed his way. And he was trying so hard to be ingratiating toward the staff; sticking a fork in someone's eyeball because they asked that he perform some parlor trick would really ruin that.

"And what manner of things do you steal?"

[brokensmolder]

"This and that," Eugene replied airily. "Gold, jewels, rare artifacts, the hearts of fair maidens...that sort of thing. It gets me by." Or it used to. Now the words felt hollow and unfamiliar, like he was playacting even more than usual. Being Flynn Rider wasn't as comfortable a lie as it had been before meeting Rapunzel.

Not that Lingo...whatsit needed to know that.

"What sort of sciences? Botany, geography, astrology?" That was a science, right?

[complicatedliar]

"I'm certain you didn't intend that to sound nearly as creepy as it did," Loki remarked.

Now he knew who this man reminded him of - Fandral. All that was missing was the ridiculous mustache to match the vacuous self-confidence. While Fandral had never been particularly cruel to Loki, that certainly didn't make him anything approaching a friend.

"All of them," he said. "It's all rather fundamentally interconnected."