Dutiful Night . ( O p e n )

[loyalbreed]

Who: Gawain & maybe some Insta Mashpotatoes .
When: 29th-Spring Break .
What: An Assortment of moments wherein you can find the Knight about the School.

[ Incidentally as the days roll over he is alert and awake to all of it, since it would seem he retains his lack of need to sleep as a servant in this place. This was arguably a good thing, in a lot of ways. Every night he can be found outside of 2-A, where you will find him silently standing there at its door. Guarding it with resolve and duty in mind to. All the while Ritsuka sleeps, and whomever else feels comfortable with the idea of him standing there at guard. He is undeterred by anyone or anything that passes by. Except perhaps the cat’s that seem to often stare at him every so often. They are unlike the young pup that talks, and he feels that they are potentially a part of this mystified place in and of itself. Yet, he does not question it. It is not his place to question things, so he does not.

When it is 12 Midnight into the wee hours of 6 am. He becomes on high alert outside the door of 2-A, if only because during these hours the plain sense of nothingness is bestowed to him. Gawain would almost acquit the feeling of it, to something of which recently felt and laid out on his mind. Emptiness, cast out by three command seals to the far side of the moon. Yes, the sense of the empty void is a peculiar reminder of a memory that lingers on within him, and often he thinks about it as he stands there seemingly undeterred or affected by it.. If perhaps you want to speak to him for whatever draws your mind to, he will greet you with a smile and bow. Then reel out his device where he will write or text you for that matter.

Otherwise, you may catch him patrolling the halls pausing every so often at the Nurses office. As if he were waiting for someone to appear. A long hard face upon him, and potentially of the only moments he allows a show of dismay. When he is rather comely and expressive in smile toward others otherwise.

On one, or maybe two - perhaps more occasions. The male could be caught curiously attempting to eat his Instant Mash Potatoes from the bag. Initially he was bewildered by the item itself and rather whimsical with excitement. Opens the bag gently, and then his mouth to oh so tenderly dump its flakes there inside. They immediately absorb into the wetness there - and Gawain awkwardly stares off into the distance potentially aware of his mistake but also intrigued. So maybe he actually is not aware of his mistake, and merely attempts to swallow the Mash Potatoes flakes hard. When and if he is caught, he thusly asks - ]

Are you perhaps interested in these Mash Potatoes Flakes as well?

[ Every day at 3pm, he hosts Tea Time because if there is not 3pm tea time. He will be a very depressed and sad English Knight. He invites everyone & anyone to join him, and exchange on a youthful bit with him alone or along side others. As it is, when he wants to hear most about what is going on with everyone and their lives. One will find him most awkwardly hospitable if not childish in how he attempts to talk to you like he is your best friend. Currently, 3pm tea time is within the Cooking room at a small table using the nasty cheap Lipton style tea bags that they all probably only a month total of left.

That said,

Have a crush? Want to talk about life? Miss school? Wanna go home but cant? Think the Cat is weird? Think Monty Crispy Dantes a little too funky? Spill the tea dears, it’s 3pm tea time and Gawain is here to gossip. ]

Comments

Tea time?

[mermaidcursed]

[ She's seen far more elaborate setups for tea time. But the far more elaborate setup was also an attempt on her life, and Mr. Gawain is far nicer than Tsukasa! So Nene is here for tea time, even if the tea isn't... really the best. ]

Have you been doing this every day?

[loyalbreed]

Wonderful! I have met with a few faces through my time here, lovely people they all are. Have you met with Steph or the young pup herself? I did not know that those whom are animal in manner would be able to speak with us so plainly. [ Gawain adjusts in his seat, having poured the other their cup of tea and sliding it over to her. ]

[mermaidcursed]

There's a puppy...? I know Stephanie- I've been teaching her to sew every couple of days. But I didn't know there was a dog here... She can't possibly be a student, could she? [ what is with this school. what the heck. Still, tea time means tea, which she accepts gratefully and tries not to think about what water he may have used. ] Oh- thank you!

[loyalbreed]

Do not fret Miss Nene, the water was boiled so if there were anything within it before. It is safe for drinking now. [ As if that alone would suffice, for the pink tinge found within the waters. Not that the Knight minded either way. He drank straight from the water fountains before. ] Indeed, the puppy is small and charming. I had to portion its meal for the girl, otherwise she would have ate the steak right up. Sewing you say? Wonderful, all the royal ladies of my time all knew how to sew. It was a requirement and staple to the path of womanhood.

[mermaidcursed]

[ Oh no, was her worry that obvious...? She gives Gawain a sheepish smile, though it's not clear if her worries have been cleared or not. ]

Oh, yes... portioning is probably the best idea right now. I hope they can store it safely.

But yes! We've been meeting in the sewing room every couple of days to practice. [ And she listens intently as he tells her about his own experiences- or rather, the experiences of others from his home, anyways. ] Really? That's incredible!!

[loyalbreed]

I successfully helped the young pup in doing so, fret not! She will be well taken care of. [ Gawain rolls the tea within his hand gently, pressing the end of it to his lips for a moment. Welcoming the loftiness of Nene's genuine glee. ] Oh what days? I am not one who can sew well myself, but perhaps I can come about for the company. Or to watch of course.

[mermaidcursed]

We'll be meeting up again tomorrow, around lunch time. We've got plenty of kits if you'd like to give it a shot.

[ She's not an experienced teacher, but she's earnest and if she can teach herself, she can teach a knight! ]

[loyalbreed]

Lovely! There is not much to do upon these school grounds as it is. It would do me some good to pick up some hobbies while I am here amongst you all upon this realm. Miss Steph has it in her to teach me to cook, frankly I think that is unnessicary. [ Gawain says with a little frown. ]

[mermaidcursed]

Yeah... I really hope things get easier when everyone comes back. But until then, we'll just have to make our own entertainment, I suppose... and it could be fun. Maybe... maybe she wants to feel capable too, so she doesn't feel so afraid.

[ Which is a silent plea to humor Stephanie, for her sake? ]

[loyalbreed]

Hm, perhaps you are right. I am certain she does not feel as if she is of any help, it is good of you to remind me of that. Miss Nene, you've a heart of gold and the tenderness of springs embrace about you. [ The male chuckles warmly, amused that he had not thought of that initially. Especially when he himself, was the oldest of seven siblings. ] If the school is back in session, I would implore you to join it's everyday regard once again. It is no good to feel yourself upset that you cannot be back at home just yet.

[mermaidcursed]

[ Oh no, a genuine compliment! She blushes with a shy smile and kicks her feet back and forth slightly. ] Well... I just thought about how I'd feel.

[ How she does feel. But she's got to be strong. Nene has faced fox spirits with giant scissors and the ability to erase your presence from the world, faced a gilded cage that bent reality to it's whim, faced her own-- ... she is stronger than this. She won't cry. No one will know how scared she truly is, not with that unwavering smile she wears above all else. ]

It's a lot to deal with. So I don't think humoring her is a bad thing. But yeah, when school starts up, if we're still stuck here I think I'm going to try to get more involved with home economics...

[loyalbreed]

[ Nene was a sweet girl, and Gawain could not help but know ultimately she were susceptible to others who would wanna bring harm to that light she has. ]

Having a hobby that can benefit yourself in the future is a good idea to procure. I will invest some time with Miss Stephanie as well, she seems a bit interested in sword fighting. Would you like to learn some techniques? [ Gawain simply offers rather casually, as if there was nothing odd to make mention of it. ]

[mermaidcursed]

[ Her?

Sword fighting?

................................ was that even allowed....

Needless to say, the suggestion comes as a bit of a shock. With all her dreams of a fairy tale romance, and with Hanako-kun always coming to her rescue- except for the time where she had to save herself from his good intentions- she had never considered it. ]

I've... never thought about it. I don't know the first thing about fighting at all...

[loyalbreed]

Fret not, there is no harm in learning how to hold a sword at this age. In fact Gareth was no older than you when she learned and she became, a renowned Knight of the Round Table! [ Gawain beams having mentioned especially his favorite sister, hoping that the other would take it as incentive to try it out. Though sword fighting practice would not have been a thing if Stephanie herself hadn't played around for fun before him. The idea of it came to be, merely because he wished to offer that bit of help to pass the time if anything. ]

mashed potatoes

[attritional]

[ Iria spots Gawain trying to eat instant food flakes directly from the bag and she's not sure if that's how you eat it... she's pretty sure it isn't, but after seeing some weird shit around here, she thinks she can be inclined to think otherwise. Or maybe Gawain is just that hungry enough to consume flakes. ]

I think those need to be prepared to an extent...

[loyalbreed]

I see... My mouth is terribly dry as of now. [ Gawain attempts to swallow again but the Flakes seem to stick within and its a bit jarring to say the least. Perhaps slightly unnerving, there is a water fountain close by and he more or less. Minding the pink color of the fountain, drinks from it.

He manages to swallow the rest down, hard. Taking a moment to take note of the taste of what he just drank. ] Strange, the water has a taste of blood to it I think? No matter, these Mash Potatoes are said to be instant? I do not see anything instant about it.

[attritional]

[ Fun... blood water. That is definitely not good news for Iria, so she'll just have to endure. But with that out of the way, she'll try to explain it. ]

"Instant" food are usually quickly ready to eat with very little preparation and work. It's not as instant as you may think it is, but it's certainly much faster than the usual cook time.

May I see the packaging? There are often directions written on the back.

[loyalbreed]

I see, then I have been mistaken by the assumption. Here then. [ Gawain offers the item toward the other and is charmed by her knowledge of how instant prepped meals work. ]

[attritional]

[ Iria gives him a short nod in thanks as she takes the package. It seems simple enough. All she needs it hot water, which can be easily acquired from the cooking clubroom. ]

You can pour the rest of what is in the package in a bowl, pour hot water, and it'll become mashed potatoes if you give it a minute or two. Acquiring hot water should be easy, so if you'll follow me...

[loyalbreed]

Do lead the way! [ The Knight follows after the other and after a moment of adjusting their directions thusly. He speaks therein, ] How do they keep these mashpotatoes dry then? Is this magic? Truly it must be.

[attritional]

[ Iria doesn't know too much on how instant food works, so she'll take a guess. Also, she seems rather amused that this big man is saying magic is real first and foremost. ]

I'm guessing there are preservatives involved. People usually have instant food for meals because they're cheap and easy to keep stock of them.

[ She gets to the cooking clubroom and she puts a glove on that's provided there before getting a pot and pouring water from the sink into it. Then she puts it on the stovetop, waiting for the water to boil. ]

It shouldn't be that long.

[ She says and looks over at Gawain. Hm.

Hm... ]

I'm Iria Severine. May I have your name?

[loyalbreed]

Of course, how cruel of me. Sir Gawain, son of King Lot and Morgan Le Fay. I am one of the Knights of the Round Table. It is a pleasure to meet thy acquaintance Miss Iria Severine. [ A hand is pressed upon his chest, and he offers his other hand toward the other so that he could kiss the back of her hand gently. ]

[attritional]

[ Normally the kiss on the back of her hand would bother her, but she stares at Gawain, wide-eyed. ]

... Excuse me, I'm not sure if I heard you correctly... you said "Sir Gawain"?

[ Maybe she's just tired. Yeah. That must be it. ]

[loyalbreed]

Indeed! [ Gawain gently retracts his hand and proudly stands before the other. As if to make certain her words held truth by merely standing before her. Shimmering brightly. ]

[attritional]

[ Iria has a blank stare for a good while as she continues to stare at Gawain. She thinks either Gawain is someone who's firmly kinning someone or someone like a chuuni as a self-defense mechanism that their setting is also pretty unbelievable.

She'll just play along for now. This school is full of crazy people, is definitely her first impression. But at least Gawain seems nice? A little out of touch with reality, but nice and full of sunshine. As long as it's not hurting anyone, Iria doesn't see why not. ]

Alright then. Sir Gawain.

[ She smiles, though it's not quite from ear to ear. The water doesn't take too long to boil and with the instant mashed potatoes in a bowl, Iria pours just the right amount of hot water into it. The flakes eventually start taking form of fluffy mashed potatoes. She takes out a spoon, mixes it up and holds out the bowl to Gawain. ]

Here it is. I hope it's to your liking. There's salt and pepper available, if you'd like some.

[loyalbreed]

Is there any vinegar Miss Iria? [ Gawain questions, wondering just how tasteful this food would be. Unfortunately thanks to them both, Gawain is the kind of man who lacks a tongue palette and honestly eats everything grossly blan. So to try the food as it were, he eats it. The texture of it was soft, and melted in his mouth - it was strange. He makes a weird face but swallows hard regardless.]

How interesting, the food is very smooth and not very fluffy.

[attritional]

It is sometimes a side dish to something else, such as steak. It's also usually accompanied by gravy, but there isn't anything like that here.

[ Iria looks through the cabinet and... hm. She takes apple vinegar. ]

I'm afraid this is the only one I can find. Would this be alright?

[loyalbreed]

Ah, I am not fond of meats. I would preferer not to have it with my foods. Though the vinegar you have here seems interesting enough. Youve my thanks Miss! [ So he says pouring the vinegar onto the mashpotatoes like it were .... A lot. ]

[sunstead]

[Clamor isn't expecting to get invited to a tea party when he pops by the cooking room... but you know what, sure, why not? He could use some tea. Even if the little bags look kind of weird to him, and the water is... let's not think about the water, actually.]

What kind of tea is it?

[loyalbreed]

I used the tea bags that were hidden within the cupboards of the school. They seem to be lemon in nature - quite the taste in actuality. Do not mind the tang of water within it. [ Gawain adjusts in his seat. ] I am Gawain Knight of the Round Table, might I know your name good sir?

[sunstead]

[He is going to sniff his tea a little before lifting the cup. It does certainly smell of something like lemon... here's hoping the taste is strong, too.

but ah, that sure is an official-sounding title. His ears perk up a bit—a knight, huh?]

... Hmm. Clamor Ventus of Seven Tower. [does this count as information-gathering? possibly.] I've never heard of any Round Table, unfortunately. What country do they serve?

[loyalbreed]

Camelot, the ruling Royal house belonging to Pendragon himself. Perhaps you have heard? I know nothing of the title you declared though as it were, if you forgive my assumptions - a Scholars Hall? Perhaps? I know not of Towers but of the Mages who attempt to study in secrecy on our lands. [ Gawain cants his head slightly, a bit happy to see there were another potentially of his world? Or of another timeline? Aware faintly that time worked for him linear and all over present - often at the same time. Such was the life of a Servant. ]

[sunstead]

Your assumption would be correct—I'm afraid I also haven't heard of any Camelot or Pendragon, though.

Seven Tower is quite famous in Elrios. If you've never heard of it either, Camelot must be somewhere far away. That's too bad. [he might be a little disappointed... but it was a long-shot anyway. oh well.]

[loyalbreed]

Perhaps, though as far as I am aware there are no notion of Towers by that name. I am well acquitted with the Mages and Scholars due to ties of my Mother. The Fae Queen. [ He states, as if this was important to clarify for him to say. There was doubt that the two were of the same era or world, but perhaps there was a chance he were from a different time all together. ] Elrios... A splendid name, Clamour. Have you made yourself comfortable within the school?