The Alliance discussion

For everyone. A roleplay with dinners.

Dinner-making schedule
Tucker
Cade
Addy
Tarelle
Lark
Dustin
Jenna
Conrad
Simon
Shera
Ella

Addy came into the kitchen with a book she couldn't put down. Her eyes were glued to the pages. She sat down slowly, the first one to get there.

'I wonder who's turn it is tonight?' Addy thought.

She was deep into the story- too far in to acknowledge anyone or realize anyone was in the room.

((Before I post: whose turn are we saying it is tonight?))

((I'd say start from the beginning and have Tucker.))

((Ok, sounds good.))

Simon entered next, glancing around the room. Seeing no one but Addy, he sat down towards the end of the table and waited for someone to show up who wasn't lost in a book.

Shera walked in and sat down at one of the tables.

Conrad wheeled up to the table, to his usual seat. He looked over at Addy and smiled at the back of her head, amused at the scene.

"Hey." He said to Simon. "Any idea who's cooking?" He asked

((I'd say because Tucker is such a family, together kind of guy, it's one long table.))

Simon shrugged. "No, other than it's not Jenna or me."

"Ah. Okay." Conrad said. "Glad it's not Addy, though. She tends to burn things." Conrad said, laughing.

"I've heard." Simon crossed his arms behind his head. "What about you?"

"Eh, I'm decent. I tend to need help though, sometimes. Those cabinets are horrible." Conrad said, referring to the height of them.

Simon nodded. "I can understand why."

"Tucker tends to help sometimes- but when you're cooking, you should ask Cade for help. If you're comfortable with asking him." Conrad said honestly.

Addy was reading at a rapid speed, turning pages every couple minutes. Addy finally stopped reading. She threw the book at the wall, frustrated at the author.

Simon shrugged. "I doubt I'd need much help, other than with finding things . . . and I can do that on my own too, it just takes a little extra effort." He looked at Addy in surprise. "Your favorite character die?"

Addy sighed. "I hate when they do that." She muttered to herself.

Simon watched her curiously. "Was that a yes?" He got up and walked over to pick up the book and see what the title was.

"Hey guys" Ella said as she walked in. She was bored. like normal.

"Yes." Addy sighed. "And I'm not even that far into it yet." She said sorrowfully.

"Hi Ella." Conrad said smiling

"Ouch." Simon set the book back on the table and nodded to Ella. "Hello."

"my new crazy life" she thought. it isn't to bad.

Addy put on a false smile. "Hi Ella." She said sweetly.

Go to the training room and stab stuff or go throw rock?' Ella thought. "call me when dinner is ready" she said as she left the kitchen.'I think I will stab stuff in the training room' she thought

"Oookay then." Addy said

Simon glanced after her. "I thought the point of this was that dinner was almost ready . . . speaking of which, where is everyone?"

"I think it's Tucker's turn. He tends to run a little later than normal." Addy said

Conrad groaned. "Oh no." He said

Simon glanced at Conrad. "What's 'oh no'?"

"Tucker's cooking. Let's just say, I don't know who cooks worse- Tucker or Addy." Conrad confessed to Simon

"Hey! I have ears, you know!" Addy said, offended.

"Ah." Simon glanced towards the kitchen door. "Great."

"Well, if you guys want to fake eat, we can have pizza upstairs in my room." Addy offered, smiling.

"Later, I mean. After dinner." Addy added

'I DON'T CARE WHO'S THE WORSE COOK! I EAT FOOD!' Shera thought.

Addy eyed Shera, who was sitting at one of the lunch tables.

"Shera, we all are required to eat dinner at this table." Addy said politely.

"We'll see how bad it is. I might take you up on that," Simon replied.

"Oh. Sorry." Shera said and walked over to them and sat down with them.

"It's okay. I just thought you'd rather have been told now, instead of in front of everyone." Addy said calmly.

Shera smiled at that. 'Pay Attention Shera.' Shera thought.

Conrad smiled at Shera.

"I like it here so far." Shera said.

(bye see you tommorow hopefully)

Lark slipped into the room, a pained expression on her face, followed by Dustin. She plopped down in her usual seat and tried to look cheerful. "Hopefully it's not toxic tonight," she muttered to Dustin, who grinned half-heartedly. Tarelle came out of the kitchen, to everyone's surprise, muttering under her breath and rolling her eyes.

"I'm not eating!" she yelled over her shoulder and left the room. Lark gulped.

Cade walked in. "Tucker's night, huh? Tarelle said something about a dinner date in town." He peeked into the kitchen and his eyes widened. He flopped down in a chair and made a gagging sound.

Simon watched Tarelle go. "If it's that bad that she's not sticking around . . . I might have to find an excuse to not be here." He glanced at Cade. "Do I want to know?"

Cade shook his head vehemently. "No, you don't. But if everybody disappears, we'll all be in big trouble." He wrinkled his nose and muttered to himself. "It won't be that bad, will it? I mean, it's hard to ruin that..."

"What's worse? Trouble, or food poisoning?" Simon cast a glance towards the kitchen door. "What did he make?"

"Trouble," Cade said firmly. He sighed. "He's making sushi. He apparently had Tarelle helping him, but..." He shrugged. "Tucker doesn't listen well."

"Great." Simon glanced over at Addy. "You know what you said earlier about pizza later? I think I'm taking you up on that."

Addy smiled. "Okay!" She said.
"I also tend to teleport bits of food into the outside trash, right before I put it in my mouth- it looks really realistic. Comes in handy." Addy said, smirking.