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Location: Quad at Lunch dated for Monday
Rating: G
Open/Closed/Finished: Open? If you're in the area.
Summary: Noel and Vanille have a lunch date and get some of that fresh sea air.

Vanille was well equipped for today's adventure. After a long morning of classes, she was more than hungry, and her lunch tray showed it well. A bun, fruit, juice carton, something the lunch lady labeled as a 'Caesar' salad, and cookies for a dessert. Luckily, she had made it early enough to catch the line before it extended into the hall. So it was assumed it would be a while before her comrade would emerge from the hungry masses to join her.

This put Vanille in a very compromising position.... Her stomach growled with the fury of three trexaurs, it would be terribly rude to begin eating without the lovely Noel. But the food, it just sat there in her lap, taunting her. There was no doubt that a few confused cadets passed by wondering why a girl was just sitting there whining to her food. It could have been a few minutes, it could have been fifteen, but it felt like hours. Hours of just an eye seducing, delicious array of treats.

She could hear Fang's taunting voice echoing about her head, urging her to just take a bite. The redhead took a hard swallow, cautiously picking up one fork and jabbing it at one of those juicy looking grapes. She missed, the rogue grape escaped from her tray, bouncing across the lobby before making tiny little -PLOOP!- into the fountain. A small whine slipped from Vanille's lips as she shoved her tray aside and hurried across the walkway to retrieve the runaway food. Fork in hand as if it were a harpoon or a spear, the girl cautiously leaned over the edge of the fountain, ready to strike.

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And of course, it was only natural that Noel would arrive just precisely enough to catch Vanille in the act of venturing over the fountain to retrieve her runaway grape. From a good distance, she stared, less out of judgment but more in confusion as to what in the world her fellow cadet had gotten herself into that would solicit her to do so.

Her tray was less than stellar in comparison to Vanille's, looking more like she had merely picked out a batch of random food items just out of convention and not because she was even half as hungry as her friend over there. Eventually, she decided to embark next to Vanille, placing her tray on the the table as she passed it. She leaned over the fountain beside her, offering her an absent-minded smile. "D-Do you need some help...?"

The flee had been a success. The grape was bobbling now under one of the fountain's falls, far out of reach. Vanille made a sort of puppy whine in reply to Noel's quiet interjection. Goodbye grape....you will be missed. It may have been small, but no less of a matter if it were a full meal gone to waste. Vanille was very keen on not wasting any food, especially good food. So it truly was a sad lunch already.

"I got hungry and..." Well, it didn't really matter. Vanille turned sheepishly to her awaiting friend. Time for a subject change! "Well, you made it!" She cheered with a slight clap of her hands. "I was a little worried there.."

As Vanille retracted herself from the fountain, so did Noel, stifling a giggle towards her new friend's strange mannerisms. "Don't be... I made it here okay. And I think my ankle's finally good to go." She mustered up a nervous smile, glancing back towards their table. "S-So, do you wanna..." Sit down and eat?

"C'mon then, I've got a great spot," Vanille said with an enthusiastic nod. Fork in hand, she slid back to her tray. Everything was where it should, not like she'd been expecting anything to run off. Gathering the tray in her arms, she nodded down the hall to the outside portion of the quad; the real destination. Just a small journey, to the greatest spot overlooking the sea. The cafeteria was a nice place to eat, but nothing can beat a picnic. She ate her meals outside, if she could help it.

Not in as much of a hurry - especially in being delicate with her sprained ankle - Noel followed suit, retrieving her tray to walk with it down the hall in pursuit of Vanille. Almost immediately as they arrived before it, a look of astonishment crossed Noel's face as she caught a look at the sea. "It's so... pretty..."

"Aha, right?" Vanille agreed happily, taking her tray down to her usual spot by the railing. A little fussing with her skirt and the perfect arrangement with her tray, and she was set to go. Politely she waited for her friend to join her before promptly attacking her fruit cup again with a fork.

"I never regret spending lunch out here, no matter where we are, it's beautiful," Vanille mused, popping another grape in her mouth. "You've been doing well then? In class?"

It took a moment or two before Noel was prompted to follow suit - mostly because she was caught in a daze admiring the sea. Soon enough, though, she positioned herself by the railing next to Vanille, complete with tray in hand. "I've been holding up..." she started, smiling a little in reminiscence of her day's at the Academy. "I was lucky to develop good study habits before ending up here..."

"Lucky for you...I didn't really go to school before now," Vanille meekly prodded at another slice of fruit. There were more important things than formal education way back when. Vanille was too busy serving her god, protecting her village, a bunch of stuff that the might actually be willing to trade for something so normal as a formal education. "But it is nice here, never too late to start, right?"

"T-That's a good way of looking at it..." she answered, smiling as she began to prod at her own food, though not as eagerly as Vanille. "Never too late. If you ever need any help, academically, I could... offer to be of some assistance." In contrast to Vanille, Noel's life was entirely academics for a time.

"Really?!" Needless to say, she was a bit excited. Academics weren't all her forte, and she had a really bad attention problem. If she wanted to stay in Balamb, she'd have to start doing better. A promise was made, and one she intended to keep. "Oh Noel, you're so kind! I'd really, really like that," she beamed.

Noel giggled in response, though it was of the reluctant sort as she had doubts about what she'd just gotten herself into by offering. Not because she didn't like Vanille, but her very nature compelled her to second-guess at times. "O-Of course. When you're stuck with something, you know who to call..."

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Sorry for the late reply! :(

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Finally off hiatus, sooo sorry for the lateness on this D: