concoursec | so i herd you liek eating

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so i herd you liek eating

Character(s): Ace, Kamui, and anyone else who wants to drop in!
Location: Balamb Town restaurant
Rating: PG-13
Open/Closed/Finished: Open
Summary: Once upon a time, Ace and Kamui wandered into a Balamb Town restaurant to eat, drink and get into trouble.

One of the great things about Balamb Town being a tourist destination was the great selection of restaurants. Ace, being a connoisseur of such places, had picked out one that looked good (and in their price-range) within minutes, and had happily dragged his roommate inside. There was food waiting, dammit!

He glanced quickly around, taking in the decor and cleanliness, before nodding, obviously pleased. "I vote we eat here." Good food, good prices, good company. What could be better?

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There was no choice on his part but to be dragged along. Kamui needed to get out anyway and get to know this new world. The town was nice to be in at this time of day, and he was glad Ace was doing the choosing of the restaurant. His roommate had a surprisingly good eye!

"Have you been here before?" They were inside pretty quickly.

"Nope! Looks good though, doesn't it?" He smiled at the waitress seating them - always helpful for improving service - and snagged one of the menus, passing the other to Kamui. "Huh, got a lot of stuff that isn't in my world... Maybe we should have some of this famous 'Balamb fish'?"

Was it so surprising he'd researched the local delicacies?

Takes the menu from Ace with a raised eyebrow. He isn't surprised the other knows about the delicacies in this world. "As long as there's no eggplants in it, it's fine with me." He look at the menu himself, seeing a few recognizable dishes, and a few that are new. One dish caught his eye, as it was filled with array of seafood, both fried and barbecued.

"We should try the 'Balamb Medley'." He points over to a dish that caught his eye. The dish was for four people, but he figured Ace could eat for three.

"Oh? You don't like eggplants?" Ace glances at the choice, and grins. "Sounds good to me! And this time I can make sure you eat more. You're too damn skinny."

Motioning the waitress over (hey there, cute thang~) he casts a quick look at Kamui. "Anything else for starters?" Yes, roomie. To Ace, this is his starter. :|

"Hell no. Allergic." Just talking about them made him itchy! Kamui went to take a sip of water before pausing midway to his mouth, giving Ace a look. "I eat!" He kind of does eat lightly, but he will deny not eating more than he needed.

"...starters?" Oh, he should have known. "Um...no." He didn't want to spoil his appetite!

"I'll make sure I don't order you anything with them, then." And here, have a raised eyebrow. "You're in a mercenary school. Now we're getting into more than theory, you'll need to eat more. Especially if you want me to help train you, right?"

He shrugged, and quickly made the orders. "Well, at least you'll save room for dessert, I guess!"

Kamui grinned, thankful to have someone else looking out for those vile things. "Thanks."

...and Ace had a point. He would need all the energy he could if he was going to get through these classes now that they were moving beyond the classroom. Kamui sighed, his head hung low. "Fine, I'll eat more." He looked to the menu and eyed the desserts, which actually looked very delicious. "There is always room for dessert."

A snapped-off salute, and Ace grins. "Great! And if you don't eat enough, I'll force-feed you, okay?"

He settles back in his seat, waiting for the meals to arrive. "So! Anything you wanna talk about while they're cooking?"

Great... Kamui only gave a hesitant smile.

"Actually, yes. What do you think of the committee we're on?" Kamui couldn't make heads or tails of it, although he did look at joining as a possiblly valuable experience in the future. It certainly helped with the COD class. But he's rather not deal with that bully.

He shrugs. "Doesn't seem like much work, so far. A few patrols, and the worst I've had with is a few rule-breakers. It's not like there's anything too bad people are doing. Just petty stuff." He took a sip of the coffee he'd ordered. "Why?"

Kamui nodded in agreement about that. The work wasn't too demanding, but...

"I just dislike who's in charge. I can't help but feel like he's abusing his power." He was going to say 'plotting something' too, but thought that was just his imagination running wild. "But he must not be all that bad if he has such a position..." Now, his imagination was running wild, or his nature to see the best in people taking effect.

"That Seifer guy?" He considered, tilting his head slightly. "I dunno. Yeah, he's a little full of himself - okay, a lot but he seems more talk than action. Besides, this is a mercenary school. If people get mollycoddled and don't learn how to deal with a few assholes in a relatively safe environment like this, they'll get seriously fucked over in the real world."

"Which is the reason why I'm sticking around." Although Ace put it in relatively blunt words.

"That, and you'd miss my stunning company, right?" He beamed, fiddling with the napkin. WHERE WAS THE FOOD. "Besides, he tries anything too bad, we'll kick his ass."

"Stunning?" Kamui rose an eyebrow, seeing their appetizer arrive: The Seafood Medley.

"We don't need to go that far..." A harmless prank would be better.

Here, see this? Ace is pouting. At you. Can you resist? "You don't think my company is stunning?" He waves a fork negligently. "Obviously you have terrible taste. Don't worry, we'll sort that out." Right now, Ace is more interested in THE FOOD, which he starts happily eating - don't worry, his table manners are fairly good. Honest.

"How far do you want to go?"

Kamui backs up a bit at the fork waving. Luckily it didn't have food on it. "If I have terrible taste, I doubt I would be here, with you, Ace."

He gave a shrug as he tried some of their rather large appetizer. The taste was quite good. "It depends. What do you have in mind? Nothing permanent, I hope..."

"Huh. Good point. Maybe you're not in dire straits after all, huh?" He gives a teasing grin. "Aah, nothing bad. Depends what he does. I mean I don't want to be thrown out. 'Specially since Commander Butterblade would probably be happy enough pulling the stick out of his ass and beating me to death with it." A quick shrug as he takes another mouthful and swallows happily. "Just... pranking, is all."

Kamui gave an eyeroll before taking more of their appetizer. He had a feeling Ace would keep his word about force feeding him. He did have to laugh at the joke though, as it would be entirely true. Getting kicked out would be terrible in a world where people think they're witches or something like that.

"Pranking?" He had never participated in them, when he was usually the victim of them. It was all in good nature though. Kamui gave his roommate a skeptical look. "...what kind of prank?"

Ace gave a small scowl that said 'Dammit, why do I have to be the brains of this operation? But I will take this role, because I am awesome like that.' Or something. "Depends what he does. We'd have to match it, like for like. Get him drunk, strip him naked, paint flowers on him and toss him in one of the girl's dorms?" In Ace's mind, this was somewhat amusing, and not at all cruel, traumatic, shocking or... okay, yeah, it was humiliating. But that was the fun part!

...well know, that was an idea he never would have thought of, let alone heard of. Would they even get Seifer that drunk?

"...I certainly hope that no one gets caught." If Seifer was intolerable now, just imagine when he found out who the culprits were.

"Well, I'm not saying we have to do it. Just, y'know... if he does something. Which he might not." He shrugged again, finishing up his food. Yes, already. Now, where was that next course...?

"And if he does do something, we should probably start with something easier, I guess. Like... putting jello in his showerhead."

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And Kamui makes a mental note not to piss off his roommate. Ever. Thank goodness the other food came just then, as if the waitress read his thoughts.

"Knowing him, something should arise. I guess we can worry about that later."

"Fine, fine. Guess you know best." Have a deep, sad sigh, anyway. The food seems to perk him right up though, and he's back to smiling flirtatiously at the waitress. Oh, and watching somewhat downwards as she walks away, before shaking his head and turning back to his roomie.

"Anything we should be worrying about now, huh?"

'What was he staring at?' Kamui rose an eyebrow, trying to follow Ace's line of sight, but didn't find anything interesting. He shrugged and hummed at the question. There was a light shake of his head. There weren't any pressing issues that needed to be tended to.

Besides that newsletter.

"I do wonder what the person making that newsletter was thinking. The gossip section is a bit tasteless..."

Mmm. Dat ass.

Ace scowled a little at the mention of the newsletter, stabbing his food with the fork. "It reads like it was typed by a hyped-up sugar-addict with no appreciation for privacy." At least it hadn't said anything about him. Although the lowered T-Rexaur levels could be partially Ace's fault, he guessed. "Either they're oblivious, or deliberately trying to stir up trouble."

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Totally oblivious. Not so surprising.

Kamui nodded, not pleased at the newsletter either. "I'd really like to change that, because it ismply doesn't represent the academy well." He began to eat a bit of food, chewing in thought before talking with a clear mouth. "The rest of it was quite informative though. Especially those camaraderie games."

"So you want to take over the newsletter and put out propaganda and baseless rumours for our own senseless amusement?" He smiled sweetly, taking another bite. "I like that plan."

Kamui then chokes on some food at the statement. Does he look like that type of person?!

"Wh-What?! No--" Kamui coughs a bit, trying to dislodge some food that got stuck in his windpipe. Drink please?

Cue hysterical laughter from Ace. You are way too easy, foolish roomie.

"Y-Your f-face-! Haah hahahaa-" Maniacal laughter is Ace's forté. Along with eating, which he's holding off on for now.

Grabs some water, seeing as Ace was a bit busy with his laughter to pass him some. Takes a few gulps before sighing in relief that he can breathe. Thanks Ace.

"You're horrible." Kamui merely shook his head, not entirely angry, but who likes choking on food?

"I'm awesome," Ace refutes, managing to calm himself, still grinning. "You planning on writing for the paper, then? Don't know if they'll let you do that, roomie."

He ignores the 'awesome' comment for now, raising an eyebrow at his latter statement. "And why not?"

"Because they seem to be enjoying doing it themselves. So unless you have a way to force them out the position...?" He raised an eyebrow in return. HA. Two could play at that game!

Kamui puts up a finger in contradiction.

"Actually, the head of the Garden Fesival Committee will be graduating soon, and will be looking for a replacement leader."

"... And your point is?" He swallowed another mouthful. "You're going to get that position and then use it to force out whoever's writing the articles? Or are they the same person?"

"...is your brain usually in your stomach?" He gave him a look before speaking. "They aren't the same person, and I wouldn't 'force out' someone. Just change what things are inputted into the articles in the future."

"... Yes?" Omnomnom. "Hey, sorry, sorry. Guess I'm used to the whole 'backstabbing and politics' thing from back in the Marines." He grins a little sheepishly. "Do you even have time for that, though? I mean, it seems like kind of a big job..."

Goes back to eating as well, although slowly. He isn't as ravenous as Ace. "It does seem that way, but the only way I'll know is to ask the current leader." Pauses again and sighs, tapping a finger on the table in thought.

He shrugs. "You didn't have time for the Disciplinary Committee... don't really see how you'll make time for a newspaper on top of that." Still eating, and damn, the food here's good. "Gonna have to learn the fine art of delegation, I guess?"

"I'd hate to have to choose, so delegation would be best," although that is easier said than done in his case. Goes back to his food, or else Ace would eat it.

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/back

/REJOICES

/is cute

/Knows this

/toddles around staring at everything

/good luck in the DiscComm :|

/.... tilts head in confusion

/Kamui left it >.>

/:O ;___;

/;_; sorry!

/heart BREAKS DX

/;_; I'll make it up to you!

/*tries to superglue it back to gether* DX

/we'll always have our room! ;_;

/not after Ace blows it up :|a

/D: Noooo! He needs a room too!

/he'll sleep in Squall's room. Under the bed. PLOTTING.

/I meant where will Kamui sleep :/ don't burn stuff!

/.... with Marco? :|a

/I bet Ace would LOVE that :| (there are no complaints though)

/a room ALL TO HIMSELF? You bet :|d

/are you tossing me away, lil bro? :_:

WHY DID YOUR TAG NOT SHOW? /eats you

/WHY ARE OYU EATING ME?! >/

/ ... do I need a reason? :|a

/in this case, yeah! :|

/tries to superglue it back to gether DX