((Well, I like them cooked, but they're just. . . I dunno. . . TOO sweet maybe. . .
And yes, I am using my own personal tastes to determine what Hal likes. 
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"Sir Lyden, would you like one?"
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"Negative. Consideration for Unit Lyden is appreciated." Whatever, not worth it. He could eat the rest of his rations later. Getting up from the table to set the box back in the fridge, he took care not to bump into the tails of Rosalind and Acide, or to nudge Kaloaten who was now furiously mixing more batter. He then went to sit on the couch, idly staring at the turned-off television.
Tomanton continued to sip his tea, staring across at Kefetasura. "Of all the things I've gotten used to on coming to this planet, tea has got to be one of my favourites. How is it possible that so many varieties exist?"
"Because, my good man, tea is the yard-stick by which a civilization can be measured." Kefetasura said with a deeply held conviction, "Just look at the Americans. . . They have forsaken tea and their culture is as hollow as a rotten tree."
"Is that so?" He took another sip. "England only recently started brewing tea on its own soil- for the past several centuries, it seems it exclusively imported it from elsewhere- primarily India. Is that supposed to mean it's all grown up, or something?"
"Move it blue-boy." Cortianna grumbled, mentally shoving Kefetasura out of her way. Still dressed in her night clothes, which consisted of an oversized black t-shirt with a golden raven a pair of shorts and her neck chain, the 16 year old pyrokinetic's eyes locked on the coffe maker and her gant firmly describing her as a woman on a mission.
It was very clear she was not a morning person.
Stell soared down from the sky, buzzing the kitchen window for fun before landing and walking in.
"Hey all, anything good for breakfast around here?"
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"England?" Kefetasura said with a chuckle, "I wouldn't say they're all grown up, but I do think they learned a thing or two when they got themselves evicted from India. . . "
Cortianna's mental shove got his attention just then. It amused Kefetasura. Her power was potent, true, but she lacked training, discipline, and a proper willpower; Instead using the anger and angst of youth for fuel. He wondered if anyone had noticed his grin as he pretended to be pushed more forcefully than she had intended, causing him to spill his piping hot tea all over Moonscribe.
"What the..?!" he said in his best impression of offense, "Girl, you have a lot to learn about manners. I think you should apologize to Moonscribe for that! If he wasn't omniscient he might have been hurt!"
"Ok, so we got a demon who likes tea and not souls, a pyro with a bedhead, a guy who thinks he's a bot, and assorted other disparate individuals," Toy said out loud, having forgotten that people might hear him. "Lessee. Hero Corps and Crey Industries files up and...... Ooooh, we have quite a varied bunch here. Hard to tell who's gonna lose it first. I'm betting on cranky Ms. Set On Fire Pants."
Toy Dispenser walked through Cortianna and looked more closely at Essex's crepes.
"It always amazes me that Essex can do this sort of stuff. I mean, an android that cooks? Well...ok. That's not that unexpected. I wonder if I could get her and Helper to have a cook off. And while they do that, maybe I can make some artificial taste buds or something."
Toy leaned back against the refridgerator, making some minor adjustmants so that he could lean on it instead of through it.
"Yo folks," Solid said as he walked into the kitchen and looked around. "Imma grab me a wall."
Mini Bot trailing along behind, Solid staked out a slice of wall near the entrance to the common room and leaned against it. Unable to participate in breakfast but positive that he wouldn't miss anything interesting.
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
Tomanton raised an eyebrow- sitting across from Kefetasura he had picked up on the exaggeration fairly easily. Spending most of his time in the royal courts back on his home planet, it was all too simple to tell when someone was faking. Still, though, he masked his amusement- he could stand to gain from a situation like this.
"Hm. A shame." Politely standing up, he picked up Kefeta's teacup and walked back to the kitchen counter- first getting a teacloth and tossing it back to the table toward the spill, he set the teacup on the counter. "Fill you up again, if the mood isn't spoiled?"
Lyden, sitting on the couch, was now looking rather nervously to Toy's voice- he had first written it off as coming from another room, but the fluctuating source really was coming from within the main area. And he couldn't exactly keep tabs on intangible contestants.
"..."
Hallucinogen tried not to snicker as Kefetasura "inadvertantly" spilled his tea all over Moonscribe.
"Oh, no apologies are necessary," Moonscribe returned, smiling slightly pointedly at Kefetasura. "I am convinced it was an accident." His robe seemed to simply absorb the hot liquid in a few seconds.
"And the judgement is going well enough, but I am merely the secretary. I am of little importance, as I have said often." He folded his hands calmly.
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"Now what are YOU up to?" she asked, her eyes growing large and watery at all the meaty goodness. "This is more my speed."
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"Omelet." Acid smiled as he slid the cutting board to himself and started chopping away a the onions.
"Damn it...*sniff*...I hate onions. Figures. Hose me with arsenic and I'm fine, but gimme an onion and I break down."
Thankfully, the onions were quickly slaughtered - the knife was practically racing in Acid's hands - and he went on to the sausage, throwing it into the pan as finely minced meat after the onions right away.
Then he realized he'd need another pan, stretching his tail to the drawer once more. Sadly it was just a bit too short.
"Eef...must...get..." he mumbled, moving back a little while mauling the potatoes, and it was probably quite comical viewed from the side as he reached into the drawer and snatched out another pan.
A lot of hacking things apart and a few broken eggs later, the dish was ready, and Acid quckly made sure he had a plate and cleared the area as he told Rosie and the others there was food here up for grabs...
"If I had Force powers, vacuum or not my cape/clothes/hair would always be blowing in the Dramatic Wind." - Tenzhi
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OOC: Toy: What am I, the peanut gallery? Sheesh... >_>
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
"I'm actually not a very good cook." Essex replied cheerfully to Toy. "I only really can make these, because they're sweet and I can taste the-"
She turned to face him and froze, not realizing that she was talking to someone invisible and intangible.
"....sir Toy?" she murmured in despondant bepuzzlement.
Rosie in the meantime was all too eager to help Acid. "Don't forget the peppers!" she called out, grabbing some red and green peppers and beginning to shred them. "And some salsa - and extra cheese - and - and - and --"
The were-human was more than happy to be an extra set of hands for the lizardlike fellow.
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Finally getting her pot of coffee, Cortianna looked at Kefetasura.
"You appologise. It was your own idea to spill it." She poored a cup even as a pair of pills floated into the room and her hand. "Don't lie to an uncontrolled telepath. Especially in the morning before I have by blockers. Too many damn loud thoughts in this house..." Chasing the pills with half her cup, Cortianna glared around the table.
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"Um, if you don't mind my asking. . ." Hal said in the direction of Toy's voice, ". . . where the heck are you?!?"
Toy looked back and forth, telegraphing his emotions even though no one could see him.
"I'm eveeeerywheerrreeeee....." Toy said in his best ghost voice before quickly moving over to the other side of the room.
"I'm over here!" he said before jumping up into the air above the table. "And here!"
"And down here!" he said as he dove through the table, spun around, and promptly phased back into existence with his head stuck in the table and his lower half stuck in the floor.
"Oh crap," Toy said as he looked down at Hal's breakfast.
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
". . .Good morning to you too, Toy," Hal sighed, facepalming.
"You are one smooth criminal." Rosalind teased as she balanced a glass of orange juice on Toy's head.
"Are you all right?" Essex cried, all concern.
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Finally getting her pot of coffee, Cortianna looked at Kefetasura.
"You appologise. It was your own idea to spill it." She poored a cup even as a pair of pills floated into the room and her hand. "Don't lie to an uncontrolled telepath. Especially in the morning before I have by blockers. Too many damn loud thoughts in this house..." Chasing the pills with half her cup, Cortianna glared around the table.
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"Well, aren't you clever," Kefetasura openly mocked Cortianna in front of everyone. "I think I agree with Mr. Dispenser," he said cryptically, then turned to Tomanton with a slight pout. "And, yes, Mr. Ton. I am afraid the mood is ruined. Some people just don't know how to be civil in the morning."
*Groan.*
A normal-clothed (if wearing a mask over his face and a long black trench coat is normal) human with blonde hair and sky-blue eyes walked into the kitchen, scratching his head. He missed Toy's head poking through the table completely, leaned against a wall...
And slumped down, his eyes snapping closed. It was by pure luck he didn't begin snoring right away.
Following that, was a small device, rolling in on four small wheels.
"And he moans about ME being boring..." it chirped, rolling up to him, and zapping him with a small jolt of electricity. It was enough to wake him up, and leave a small burn on his hand. He looked up at his PDA, holding his hand.
"Ugh... Idun'tlikemornin's..." he muttered, "Too bright...."
"...Shut up and wake up."
"Quiet."
Acid had already finished his portion of them omelet. As susual, he'd just wolfed it down. Reminding himself he should slow down in the future - agian - he slid off his barstool and took an scutinizing look at the stuck Toy Dispenser.
"Hm, ya might wanna work on that phasing idea of yours." he said, extending the robotic mastermind a hand, "Looks like it's got a few bugs in it..."
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"You think?" Toy said sarcastically as he concentrated on not smashing his fists through the table and freeing his head. "And I've got to wait another five minutes for it to recharge."
"Methinks you should test stuff like that on things other than oneself in a crowded room," Solid said nonchalantly. "I'm sure it would have been pretty nasty to clean up if you phased into someone."
"Eewwww..." Mini Bot said, making a retching motion.
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
"Oh, come on, gimme your hand." Acid sighed, firmly gripping Toy's fingers.
Both he and the mechanoid quickly became somewhat transparent as Acid shifted their molectular structure enough so Toy could pass freely through the spaces between th table's particles.
Sanding Toy up again, Acid released his grip and they both faded back into normal space-time.
"Took me a while to get it just right too." he smirked, "Took even longer to copy. But I had Vern to help..."
"If I had Force powers, vacuum or not my cape/clothes/hair would always be blowing in the Dramatic Wind." - Tenzhi
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"Heeeeey!" Rosie protested as she snatched her orange juice off Toy's head just before he shifted out again. Sitting down to enjoy her overly meaty omelet, she pouted.
Essex in the meantime, handed off the last crepe to Kaloa with a big smile. "Thank you for helping me!" she chirped. "I put extra raspberries in yours!" With that, she began to clean up, humming happily.
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Once free of the table, Toy shook out his cape and waggled his arms and legs back and forth to make sure they still worked. After one gyration nearly knocked the pan out of Essex's hand, the mastermind carefully withdrew until he was opposite Solid Shot. The two robots glared at each other for a moment before shifting their gazes elsewhere.
"So what's the challenge for today, short stuff?" Combat Toy rumbled as it stomped into the common room where Lyden was sitting, arms crossed and eye strip sweeping back and forth.
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
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He didn't really like blueberries,
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((HERESY. The angel averts her eyes. XD))
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