He gave her a sleepy wave and yawned, his eyes closing like a
kitten's. When he opened them, he glanced about himself, looking a
bit confused. "Time?" he asked aloud.
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"Mm... nice..." Luther was nodding off on the table. With a thump,
Fawna laid a cup of coffee down beside it. His eyes traced the rim.
Thanks, he mouthed to them.
They nodded, and glanced about the room. They shot Greg a sweet
smile, then turned to Kaydi. "Oh, hi, Kay! You up already?"
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Kaydi heard the offer of coffee from Evan, "One cup of coffee
coming up", so Kaydi started setting up the coffee then she turned
to Fawna and said, "A pleasant morning to you Fawna", so Kaydi
carefully set up the coffee then grabbed some milk and whipped
cream, "I like to call this Barista Breakfast special, I had to use
the coffee capsule so that it will be perfected and I had to
include the milk as well", Kaydi said.
Meanwhile Greg tried to look at Fawna, but ignored them as he
grabbed some bacon and bagels to start the morning, "I got to make
sure I'm good to go for today's event, hopefully I can check out
that gazebo outside if the weather cooperates today".
Fawna smiled, a twinkle in their eye. "Give me some of that," they
said. "It looks fantastic."
Luther sleepily sipped the coffee, barely managing to keep it from
spilling by craning his neck forward. After a few sips, he tipped
it back and glanced at everyone, looking somewhat more awake.
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Kaydi looked up at Luther and she asked, "Are you ready for the new
day to begin?", Kaydi asked politely then she turned the attention
to Fawna, "Fawna, there's a special garden that has vegetables that
needs to be picked, just remember they need to saved for lunch
later this afternoon and one more thing, no tomato fights".
Kaydi explained to Fawna, "At the backyard at the House of
Promises, there's a beautiful garden where they provide cucumbers,
zucchinis, tomatoes and radishes, if you are curious to know where
the entrance to the backyard is, it is down the hallway and in the
right hand side on the first floor there's the entrance way to the
backyard, or I like to call it a sun room".
(Since everyone's OCs have gone and done a lot of things,
I'll just time-skip a bit for my characters)
Delta wandered about the house, a certain alertness in his
large eyes. It felt strangely cold in here... huh- that was odd. He
was honestly quite irritated that his threats towards the crippled
girl hadn't worked. Speaking of which... where had she gone?
Everything had been so confusing ever since when it got dark... he
heard some voices and realized everyone was eating something. Well.
He supposed he might as well join them?... He heard something about
vegetables, and a small smirk came upon his face as an idea began
to form in his mind... He sat down at the table, scraping his index
finger across the surface of his knife. "Hiiiiii everyone! How have
you all been?" he chirped cheerfully with the sparkliest eyes, as
though he hadn't threatened to kill everyone recently.
Harmony's POV
Harmony stirred awake. That's odd... how long had she been
asleep? She couldn't remember how she'd gotten here... oh, that's
right. She was in... The House of Promises. What day was it? How
long had it been? Oh, great. Now I have amnesia. Or I'm just
stupid tired. Well... that doesn't matter. I'm sure I'll figure it
out. Instinctively, she pressed her hand to her neck, and she
felt the kind of sting you feel from touching an injury. Oh. Right.
That. She overheard some people talking in another room. Well, why
not join them? But she shouldn't try to meet anyone. That would be
a bad idea. So she'd fallen asleep in her wheelchair, somehow?
Well... she guessed she might as well head where everyone else was,
and she pedaled in the direction of the sound. It could be so
difficult to get around sometimes, in this condition... and just
how was she going to accomplish her promise?
Carrie's POV
Oh. So that was a bust. Carrie groaned. She had to find
that... Luther person again. She had a feeling... that if she did,
she just might... never mind. But she had to find him. She made her
way to the room where all the noise was coming from. Apparently a
bunch of people were sitting down to eat. She spotted Luther. No,
no. She had to be casual! "Hi, fellow- human- people. Hi. My name's
Carrie." This is so annoying. "Hiii! I'm Delta! Nice to meet
you, Carrie. What's your promise?!" Carrie made a snrrk noise. "I'm
not going to tell it to some random idiot like you," she responded
coldly. "Oh! But what if I killed you if you didn't?" Delta asked
cheerfully. Carrie rolled her eyes, and it was another voice who
responded, "I highly doubt you would. If you killed her, you'd
never get to know her promise." Carrie turned to the owner of the
voice. The owner of the voice sat not in a chair like everyone
else, but a wheelchair, and she had rather strange eyes that didn't
seem to point in the direction of what she was looking at. Delta
raised his eyebrow. "Ohhh, but how do you know my promise wasn't to
kill everyone?" Carrie scoffed this time. "Quit wasting my time. I
know very well that if it was that, none of us would stand a
chance. Besides, wouldn't you have tried something already?" The
girl in the wheelchair shrugged. "Honestly, that's a good point. I
bet their promise is probably not to kill or to injure, but it's
probably linked to triggering something." "You know, this is-
interesting and all, but are we really having this conversation IN
FRONT OF EVERYONE AT THE TABLE?" Carrie sputtered, and then she
burst out laughing. Wow. JUST. Wow. We actually- said all this-
in front of these STUPID strangers!
Luther had fallen asleep at the table, and the coffee had spilled.
He mumbled something in his sleep.
Fawna glanced between the three newcomers with a frown. They were
listening to everyone's words with an intense look, as if
deciphering each and every syllable in their mind.
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Kaydi saw the spilled coffee grabbed a paper towel and wiped the
mess away, "Oh Luther, please do not be too hard on yourself",
Kaydi then served the breakfast to Delta, Carrie and Harmony,
"Okay, here's some scrambled eggs along with the bagels and bacon,
I do hope you enjoy the breakfast and also later this afternoon, I
will take care of the lunch servings that is if the cooking skills
are up to par".
Greg finished his breakfast and drank the orange juice very
carefully, "Let's hope today will be a good one", Greg said.
Greg gave a weird look at Fawna, and after finishing his breakfast
he left the kitchen and headed to the hallway to start a brand new
day, "Fawna is starting to scare me", Greg said to himself.