/me almost runs into Fael as he heads out of the kitchen with his orange juice in hand.
"Eep! Sorry about that. Anything good today?"

Jarod looks up from his work, after 4 hours of coding, felt like heading down to the grounds to do a bit of training.

He grabs his two duelling swords, sheathes them on the two hilts attached to his belt, and walks out.

As he walks out into the courtyard, he sees a familiar face.

Smiling, he says, "Up for a spar?"

OOC: Insert yourself here, i'm up for a bit of a sword fight. On another note, i'm off to bed, so if you want to fight me, post, and PM me on the result...I don't really care if I win or lose, just as long as I get my frantic sword fight.

Rorschach opens his hazel eyes, the previous night's encounter still leaving haunting and fragrant trails on his silk pillow. He would go to Rome he decides. Damn Francesca; the haughty countess had scorned his love once too often. He would go to Rome and marry Cecilia, the fireball who had swept him away with her laugh...
Rorschach wakes. 'Dammit' he thinks 'another Mills & Boon dream'
He feeds the ferrets, leaves his treemate sleeping the sleep of the sleeping and pads down the ladder. The faint clash of steel on steel, wood on wood, and flesh on flesh indicate to him that sneaky, Jedi_Vader and Garr perhaps are awake.
He pads to the castle gate, picks up the newspapers and tootles off to switch on the cappuccino machine in the bar

Fael barely avoids mikehendo, but manages to not spill his OJ.

"Yeah, just about everything's good. I got myself a..."small" helping of everything. But you know me: appetite as big as this castle." Fael grins and carries on back to his room with his glass of OJ.

ooc: Ack, I didn't know we started already.

ic: Cirdan puts on his nifty paladin armor and cool sword.
"Now off I go to survay the land for doers of bad things."

Cirdan departs on his patrols, and waits for when Leeloo will require his services.

*Wistles a tune to self*

After helping some of the keener castle dwellers who arrived for an early jump on breakfast before the main crowd has a chance to arrive, Seir proceeds to set various pots and trays on the center long table of the dinning hall. He sets the various ceramic plates, silverware spoons, forks and knives at the begining of the buffet line alongside a large, folded-up pile of red cloth napkinds. After scrawling on the blackboard today's breakfast menu, he walks back towards the kitchen, preparing for the lunch menu already.

/start menu

Breakfast

Porridge
Bacon
Eggs (sunny side, scrambled, and Benedict)
Rasin, cinnamon, or white bread. (For toast use the fireplace)
Sausage links
Gritz
Buttermilk Pancakes
Special breakfast burritos (taste them, you'll like them)
Blazing Saddles Baked Beans
Apple Sauce sauteed spam cubes.
Assorted breakfast cereals.
OJ, AJ, Milk, and tea provided upon request.


Just remember, if you see something you're not familiar with, don't be afraid. Nothing here will kill you.

/end menu

*tummy rumbles* Alright alright I here you. eat now, or there's gunna be trubble.

Cirdan goes to see Seir in the kitchen and get some grub.

*studies the menu* I'll take a breakfast burrito and a tall glass of milk please.

OOC: my first try at anything like this

After waking up late (as usual) BtEO wanders to the kitchen in the hope of still catching breakfast

Upon finding himself slighly too late he proceeds to fill a bowl with cereal and milk fresh from the cows that occupy part of the castle grounds. Before sitting down at a table to eat

Annoyed that everyone else has it seems, gone back to their respective rooms. He eats his breakfast in silence before getting up to see whats going on the the yard.

Just beyond the gate he spies kirstie who has been trying to get into the castle for a few days now. wondering if he should call out to her he suddenly remembers that a vital part he needed was due to arrive today and goes off to check whether the post has arrived yet

OOC: do we have a mail room or any kind of mail system?

"THose breakfast burritos look good."
/me gets two breakfast burritos and some bacon. "Thanks Sier."
And then heads back out of the kitched towards one of the many courtyards to watch any sword fights that may be taking place.

ooc: if any of you I want to sword fight, I can do the rolls, or whatever... So if you would like to sword fight that way, it will go in turns.. Although, I am hoping that for the sake of your fellow castle dwellers it would just be sparing..

Full of food, Cirdan returns to his patrol of the grounds.
"Thanx for the grub Sier, see ya later"

*returns to the tune he was wistleing*

Wong walks from his room up to ground level and into the garden where he climbs up one of the trees and has a nice view of the garden.
"I love this Weather"
He grabs a small note pad and a pencil from the pockets in his jacket and starts making some random schetches of what he sees,
Then he sees Miss Cheetah roaming around and Wong makes a drawing of her, Which takes him several hours. After he's finished drawing he puts the note pad back in his pocket and takes a short nap in the fresh air up in the tree

After a day of guard duty, elroy returns to his barrack and hits the shower, gets into some casual clothes and heads out to the bar to grab a drink and meet some people.

Huddled under the covers, Catine tries to ignore the insistent pestering of the ferret gnawing on her toe. She sweeps him out of the bed with her foot and attempts to go back to sleep, but the other ferrets notice her movements and decide to join in the “fun”. No match for a wily mass of gnawing ferrets, she crawls out of bed and looks around sleepily for Rorschach. The couch is empty, which means she can’t talk him into making some tea, so she throws on the first dress she finds and clambers down the ladder of her treehouse.

She heads into the castle in search of some tea, only gets lost once, and eventually finds her way to the bar.

The Forum Hillbilly smiles, seeing the guards in all the usual places, she quickly looks around, seeing Cirdan, she smiles.

"Wheres Leeloo? we have much to discuss."

JW rolls out of bed just before Garr reaches him. He uses the Force to call for his twin lightsabers, and before Garr has time to blink, has a blade of sizzling blue energy singing his gotee.
"Look," he says, "I don't know how hou got past my security system, but get out of my room." Garr hastily complies.
After this, Jonn locks his door, and puts on a grey shirt , sandals, and his pajama bottoms, and walkes down the the dining room. He grabs sausage links, pancakes, decides to try the Breakfast Burritos and Eggs benidict, goes outside, and side at the same table as Lith.*

"Morning," he said, pleased to see she was wearing the dual blades he had bought her for her birthday. "What are you doing today?"

"Well," she says, stretching her six-foot frame, "some n00b is bound to do something sooner or later, and then I'll give the tentacles some exercise."

"Aren't you worried about the fire?" he says, nodding toward the flames approaching the castle.

"No," she says. "We have the shields, remember?"

"Oh, right," says Jonn. "Don't you think Cirdan should develop a will of his own," he said, waving a hand toward the forumer wandering aimlessly around.

"No," said Lith. "We'll always need minions."

Jonn nodded, said grace, and began to eat breakfast.

*That's how he'll always think of her.