6th Jewel Seed [In Person]

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[Fate's in the kitchen again, and she doesn't exactly look like she's gotten much more sleep since the Author had "misplaced" her. The small mage is standing there, staring blankly at the food with a knot in her throat. She's aware she should eat something, but she's a bit too upset, and weighing the odds that anything she eats will stay down. Equally, there's nothing truly appealing to her in there.

She was conflicted, too. Alicia's favorite foods had always been sweet, but sweets didn't appeal to Fate in large amounts, too cloying and heavy for her tastes. Should she have liked sweets more? After all, she was a creation, modeled after Alicia... Fate shakes her head a little, as if to clear it, and starts to leave the kitchen. There's something gnawing at her stomach, but it's not really hunger.]

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I hope you dont mind this derp!

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[Honestly if this week could go ahead and end Badou would be more than thrilled, grateful enough to do a damn rain dance even. Those are his thoughts as he marches, head held high, back ramrod straight, into the kitchen; only to come face to face with another human being. Great. He has to come up with some sort of quick, easy explanation for his stupid pirate costume, right?] Shit...no I ain't gonna hop out of a cake or do bachelor parties, this ain't my day job, y'know...go look for clowns if you want somethin' like that.

[His pokerface is in great use this round as he then sidesteps the girl and makes a beeline for the random bowl of assorted candies on the counter, using his peg arm (thanks to the costume option and all, that was quite a thing to wake up to and he of course had to make sure other things hadn't been peg'd) to scootch the bowl over in order to stuff his face, noisily crunching on the candy. He pauses a second later and looks towards Fate, distress written on his face] Ah damn, these ain't got laxatives in them, do they? You coulda told me that before, jeeez...