Cake is for Jedi Knights Only [Republic / Jedi / For Funsies]

[Cedric Dorn]

Diana flashed a smile at whoever looked at her, including the Jedi Master. A smirk came over her slightly when Joshua had looked at her, as if a knowing gaze had passed between the two of them. Every once in a while one had to relax and have a good time, joking and having fun was part of that, even if it was about the Grandmasters bottom.

Hans said something to her about combat training and Diana frowned slightly.

“I just had nearly every bone in my body broken, not to mention my two new apprentices, I don't need more practice right now.” She patted him on the shoulder “Besides I’d win anyway.”

With that she pushed him on the shoulder and the other Jedi Knight let out a bark of a laugh. Hans left the cafeteria with a smile, though Diana remained within the large dining hall. She took up a position by the wall, leaning against it and letting her eyes settle on the table that contained her apprentice, who was once again stuffing her face.

She smiled slightly, and then simply observed the cafeteria, content with her lot in life.

 

[Saran Drast]

The pain in Saran's wrist was lessening, enough at least to move it without too much agony. As others stuffed their faces with, as @[member="Tallia Farn"] so aptly put it, "mounds of food the size of a small youngling", she sat, letting the sting ease out of her wrist. She had no food yet, and she wasn't sure if her wrist would want to work with her to accomplish such a seemingly menial task. Still hurting she decided to wait for now. The pain would go eventually. Until then, she could sit, and listen, and talk.
"It would seem that I'm the only one here without the appetite of a small rancor." She commented to herself, barely loud enough for anyone to hear.

 

[Sarge Potteiger]

With the ensuing chaos of lunchtime came one of the stranger sights of the day, he was sure. Copious amounts of food was being devoured, and he could hear it even before he entered the cafeteria. Still, the masked man couldn't help but sigh at the massive crowds of the lunchroom. Crowds were one of his least favorite things; the bigger the room, the more he hated everything about it.

And just like that, by crossing the threshold, he was out of his comfort zone.

He'd taken the traditional brown of the Jedi robe and had it dyed to a deep maroon, matching the color of the beskar'gam he wore. The robes hood was pulled up, concealing all of his head save for a simple mask set upon his face - it was made of crab shell. The mask was one he'd supposedly worn as a teen while in service as a Vong familiar, but he wasn't quite sure what to make of that...

...or the faux stitching at a gash in the mask which made it look like part of his jaw had been torn open although the mask was still near impossible to see through.

Grabbing himself a small meal and some tea, the man made his way to the back of the cafeteria, setting his back to the wall so he could keep an eye on everyone. With that, he lifted the mask just enough to expose his mouth and began the slow process of eating his mid-day meal. Hopefully, despite the din of the cafeteria, no one would notice him.

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

@Avalore Eden @Diana Moridena @Saran Drast @Eenes Kokad @Tallia Farn @Joshua DragonsFlame @Tracyn Ordo @[member="Meta "]@[member="Saki"] @[member="Rianna Organa"] @[member="Sarge Potteiger"]


Iella smiled .. she did not have to see in order to know what was going on opposite her and .. for that matter .. around the entire Caf. However, no mind, she had her own mission to accomplish. The pile of bones grew larger and faster but finally, the end had come and she could eat no more... well there was room for dessert .. there is always room for dessert. And the Cake began to call her. ... ..... ..

"Seems to Jedi are hungry today", she said to @[member="Syn"] who was entirely focused and neutral ... busy with his own mission and she hated to disturb is focus. A glass of juice was the very thing to wash away the remains of the meat, and a napkin to use to complete the clean up on her face and hands. She spied Knight Ordo and waved .. then turned her attention to the rest with a wave as well. "I think we should make ourselves known to the new Jedi, she seems friendly".

 

[Avalore Eden]

Feeling absurdly overwhelmed with this dogpile, Avalore withdrew into her foodstuffs, giving only the most non-commital of noises in reply to whoever bothered speak to her.

She shoveled food, slowly and methodically, also a bit more neatly than one might expect. But the action did not cease, did not pause. Scoop, scoop, chew chew, gulp - water - scoop, scoop ... and so forth and so on.

Until a man arrived with cake. Not just a slice of cake.

The whole. fething. thing.

Avalore's stomach saw the cake before her eyes did. When her eyes saw it, all bets were off.

The woman took a scoop of mashed potatoes and raised it to her face...

...but instead of shoving the spoonfull into her mouth she flung it at the man (@[member="Tracyn Ordo"]) and his cake.

SPLAT.

What.

 

[Alan]

Tracyn didn't really react for a moment, as the mashed taters smashed into his cake. Not a slice, his cake. He turned to the girl that posted a question about whether or not he was going to actually eat it, and then turned to the girl that just ruined his cake. He leaned forrward, sliding the cake as well towards her. He glared at her, a glare that once sent the Mandalore from way back when into a bit of a mood. He tapped his fingers on the counter, and then his stare was broken when he spoke. Which, arguably, wasn't that less intimidating.

"Eat it."


Tracyn said to the pregnant lady, leaning his head forward, that scowl that wasn't exactly probably not below him taking hold of him. The real pleasant one that he was half-kidding and half-joking with. Oh, she was gonna get it for this, that was for sure.

 

[Avalore Eden]

Unperturbed by Mad-Eye-Moody, Avalore pushed her trays aside and took the cake, verily don't mind if I do.

"Wizard, He-Man." Picking up her fork she stabbed it into the cake and hanked out a slab, shoving it in her mouth.

Potatoes and all.

She didn't even care.

"Oh sweet mother of Anakin -" so good. Just... you don't even. There's not. Such sugar. Much frosting. McPuff kicked happily in her belly.

The laugh of mirth that left her mouth was decidedly very un-lady-like, given how full of cake it was. Swallowing, she chanced a wry glance down the table at @[member="Tracyn Ordo"] again and lifted a hand to her face to indicate he had a bit of something on his cheek, "I think you got a bit on ya. Napkin?"

Snirk.

 

[Cedric Dorn]

Diana watched Avalore with shocked eyes as she flung a spoon full of potatoes towards Tracyn. Complete shock covered Diana's face and almost instantly she ran over to Avalore and scolded her. When she saw Tracyn move however she decided to stay her hand, instead remaining in place and watching the exchange with a quiet simmer.

Her apprentice was not known for...tact, and this could go very wrong very fast.

A scowl however crossed Diana's face when Avalore took a bite of the cake. That was supposed to be for Jedi Knights only! It was a reward for reaching Knight level! The affront was almost too much, and Diana had half a mind to make Avalore do three weeks worth of physical training. Again however she managed to stay her hand, the cold seething rage running through her very bones.

 

[Sarge Potteiger]

Sarge could almost feel the tension, and he lifted his head enough for his black eyes to narrow at the sight in front of him. Hunched shoulders and quiet voices told him that someone wasn't happy - and Diana looked fit to snatch the weave off someone. Shrugging, he went back to taking small forkfuls of meat into his mouth and taking sips of his tea with his mask just barely lifted.

Yup, not awkward at all.

 

[Marek S'hadar]

"Still can't believe you pushed that padawan." Cale Gunderson stated snarkily, walking alongside his twin. Marek, still covered in bandages, shot him a glare, only to recieve one in return. It was weird having the tables flipped for once. "I did the same thing when they attacked Devin." Marek shot back.

"Devin is family, you were protecting him, this was revenge Marek, plain and simple." Cale retorted as the arguing brothers entered the cafeteria. "Can this wait until after I've had food?" Marek asked angrily, his bandaged face contorting in frustration momentarily. Cale shrugged, and the two grabbed a plate for each of them, Marek's plate was large enough that he had to take care the pile of food didn't fall off, but he hadn't eaten in days. Cale simply had grabbed a nerf steak as he and his brother plopped down in front of master DragonsFlame.

"Afternoon Master DragonsFlame." Cale addressed respectfully. "Sup nerf-herder?" Marek added on, clearly nonchalant about Josh's new rank. The man knew damn well Marek wouldn't do anything that could possibly misconstrued as kissing up, and now was no different.

@[member="Eenes Kokad"]
@[member="Saran Drast"]
@[member="Avalore Eden"]
@[member="Syn"]
@[member="Saki"]
@[member="Diana Moridena"]
@[member="Rianna Organa"]
@[member="Tracyn Ordo"]
@Meta
@[member="Iella E`ron"]



@[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]

 

[Vulpesen]

Vulpesen walked into the party, happily examining the other people of the republic. The cake was also a wonderful addition as he had achieved the rank of knight a while ago. Taking a bite of the delicious treat, he watched with amusement as a piece of food flew into Tracyn's cake. This gave him an idea. Jedi or no, Vulpesen had a mischievous streak a mile wide and this was about to show. Letting the force flow through him, Vulpesen took a piece of food from nearby @[member="Saran Drast"], and hurled it at @[member="Iella E`ron"]. The motion was kept small and discreet while his outer appearance showed no sign of the deed. He had also timed the throw for a moment when he was near the apprentice, hiding his force signature behind her.

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

A hush had gone over the cafeteria as Tracyn's cake had been ruined by the pregnant Paddy. And then the menacing look that Josh knew all too well crossed Tracyn's face. He let her eat it... He DARED her to eat it. Oh god that last sentence sounded wrong. Oh darn skippy!

He looked over at Cale and Marek. He flipped Marek the bird with a smirk.

"Good afternoon, Scarface" the Master joked, a cheeky grin crossing his face. He wouldn't reprimand Marek.... Yet. "Good afternoon, Knight Cale" he added.

His gaze turned back to the tense situation between preggers and Tracyn.

You could only describe this in two words....

Uh oh.

@Eenes Kokad
@Saran Drast
@Avalore Eden
@Syn
@Saki
@Diana Moridena
@Rianna Organa
@Tracyn Ordo
@Meta
@Iella E`ron
@[member="Tallia Farn"]
@Marek S'hader
@[member="Sarge Potteiger"]

 

[Saran Drast]

Saran felt the food move before @[member="Vulpesen"] flung. She let him move it, but merely redirected it into the shadow's face and away from @Iella E'ron "Nice try, but you may want to target that prank on someone who can see without the Force. It'll help." Saran smirked. She hated the feeling of missing some of the beautiful sights in the world, but, sometimes, it was worth it.
Standing up, she sighed "Darn it, you made me hungry enough to ignore the burn on my wrist. If this hurts, I'll get you for that." She laughed as she went to the food line.

 

[Tallia Farn]

Tallia looked between the pregnant woman and Knight Tracyn Ordo. "Did I seriously just see that happen?" Tallia thought to herself. There was dead silence at the table as @[member="Avalore Eden"] began to eat the mashed potato covered cake. "Wasn't that cake just for Knights?" She asked carefully, not meaning to raise the tension. The awkwardness at the table was slightly broken by the arrival of Cale and his brother. She nodded to Cale with a frown on her face, still thinking about the cake. "Um, good to see you again." She spouted quietly in between bites of her steak. She looked at @[member="Marek S'hadar"] and smiled slightly. "I don't think we've met before. I'm Tallia Farn." There seemed to be a lot of new faces around. It was always interesting to meet new Jedi. Even with their common goals and ideals, every one of them was different in their own way.

 

[Syn]

@[member="Iella E`ron"]

The food fight was breaking out and Syn ducked his head as he heard the sound of a cake piece. The jedi master turned around and moved to the other side of the table near Iella while he could hear stuff being thrown all over. "Well seems they are going to make a mess of things." -SPLAT- The jedi master pulled a piece in the air towards Iella's face while laughing. He could have a little fun with this and besides it gave him an excise to lick icing off her.... it was a win win.

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

Josh stared at @[member="Tallia Farn"] as she mentioned the cake only being for Knights. He brought a finger to his lips. "Shhhhhh" he said quietly. The tenseness of the situation was getting worse, especially as food began getting thrown.

He watched as @[member="Syn"] planted the seeds to lick icing off Iella, and shook his head, before starting to rush his eating of the bacon and ribs. No use letting it go to waste, because he knew what was coming... He was getting ready to duck and hide.

@Eenes Kokad
@Saran Drast
@Avalore Eden
@Syn
@Saki
@Diana Moridena
@Rianna Organa
@Tracyn Ordo
@Meta
@Iella E`ron
@Tallia Farn
@Marek S'hader
@Sarge Potteiger
@[member="Syn"]

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

@Avalore Eden @Diana Moridena @Saran Drast @Eenes Kokad @Tallia Farn @Joshua DragonsFlame @Tracyn Ordo @Meta @Saki @Rianna Organa @Sarge Potteiger



Iella sat stunned for a moment, as the cake slide down her face and into her lap, she looked down at it there and then turned toward the culprit, @[member="Syn"]. She was about to say something but no.... instead she saw something, something very big and creamy. A super large cake over on one of the Caf's counters .. just waiting for someone to take it. Well ... Iella did. Using the force, Iella levitated the cake off the counter and brought it around over eveyone's head in a sweeping arc. Oh it was a sight to behold .. a wonderous cake covered in all manner of exotic fruits. As it traveled, and directly over @[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] 's head, a large dollop of cream felt directly on the top of his head, with a cherry on top.

The cake travel on ... and -Splat- square into @[member="Syn"] 's face. The cake now, covered his entire face and hair. Iella reached up and with her finger ran it down his cheek .. her finger now covered in cream and she licked it clean. "Tasty", she said. Now whether what was actually a question or a statement, she will leave up to the imagination of the readers.

 

[Cedric Dorn]

Diana watched as the Jedi began to descend into Anarchy. She wanted to yell, she wanted to scream, she wanted to punch several of the older Jedi in the face for being so immature. She did none of this however, instead she just stood against the wall in utter disbelief. Food began to fly from person to person, some people getting hit and other simply just staring like Diana did.

For a few seconds Diana did not move, simply too shocked to do anything.

Then slowly her hand rose up to her face, and she buried herself in her palm. “I can't believe I work with these people.”

Her voice was barely a whisper, utter disbelief pulling through it.

 

[Alan]

Tracyn's face was a stern expression and literal representation of the word 'no'. He tapped his tattooed fingers on the table, raising a brow. The W A T C H O U T written across his knuckles didn't exactly mean that he was a nice guy in all honesty. So, wiping a piece of mashed potatoes off his face, was not exactly his idea of a good thing to do. That was his cake. His. He bought it. He just needed to formulate a plan to get it back. Tapping his hands on the table, he smiled and thought of something. Picking up a small butterknife, he crossed it between his knuckles, smiling at the pregnant lady in a mischievous way. He learned this trick in prison, a way to get someone's attention on what you were doing rather than looking out for what you were about to do. Getting their guard down.

Then, with a simple flick of his wrist, he flung it directly into the cake. Right into the squishy, moist parts. That was a successful attempt, as the lady was showered with icing and bits of cake as the knife hilariously dug into his cake. He leaned one elbow on the table, leaning forward. Being a combat-focused Jedi had it's benefits sometimes. He smiled at her, speaking in a very snark tone."Got a little somethin' there..."He said, trying to be very civil and not fling the entire cake unto her face.

 

[Eenes Kokad]

Eenes watched with confusion and disbelief as the situation unfolded. Well, that escalated quickly. It was probably wiser to stay out of this, but... well, a good defense is the best offense.
She returned to her food, but made a point to leave a whole fish untouched. Anyone who throws anything at me is getting slapped.