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Ambrose shook his head. "I haven't seen her since her change. I know that Chubbs has been planning a BIG surprise - particularly with her in mind, so hopefully if they did do something nasty to her, that could counterbalance it."

Ambrose nodded at the analogy. "Yeah... it is like one long weekend... though often an emotionally-trying one. It's hard to see bad things happening to those you are growing to care about. And with so many people cooped up on the small island... there is bound to be conflicts between us, too." He frowned, thinging of his argument with Jamal.

"But hopefully things will smooth out... and there will be a light at the end of this huge tunnel."

Ambrose stood up, picking up his tray in one hand, the epee in the other.

"It was good seeing you, Hargun. And thanks again for the sculpture. Just come and get me if you ever need some more clay." He smiled, bussed the tray and gave her a wave on his way out the door. "I think I'm going to go do some much-needed fencing practice!"

New RP.

Perfect timing. Antony had just finished her second cigarette when they arrived at the cafeteria, and she snuffed it out on the door way before she opened the door and strolled in. Sniffing the air as she threw away the butt, she tried to determine the food that they had tonight.

Whatever it was, it smelled rather attractive.

"No steak," she sighed after her look-see of all the food, but she was only slightly disappointed. Soon she was filling her plate with some chicken, carrots, and some green beans.

Passing the salad bar, Antony stopped and eyed the sunflower seeds. They looked really good, and she had never really been much for them or pumpkin seeds. But she couldn't ignore the craving, and before she could contemplate any longer, Antony had a bowl full of them, and as an after thought, some cashews as well.

Setting her tray on an empty table first, she then went up to grab a glass of water and some silverware before taking her seat again.

Joliette finally got tot he point where she couldn't avoid the cafeteria, even though visiting people she knew had given her an excuse to stay away, her stomach now demanded she go. She peered into the cafeteria... oh great... she watched the pair from teh corner of her eye as she wandered in making a bee-line for the food her claws clicking hte lino as she tried to avoid going too close to them

"Aw s**t, I could go fo' some good Chinese 'bout now," he said wistfully, tearing into a piece of chicken breast. "I ain't had Chinese in a long a** time...coupla months be'fo I ended up herr I had it. Maybe if we ask, they might be able ta' do somethin' 'bout it? They usually real good 'bout gettin' what we want. Ya jus' fill out a request form 'n' they get what ya want if they can. I ain't had no problems wit' it, anyway."

As the door cracked open, he glanced over Antony's shoulder to see who it was. Please don't be Ambrose...please don't...

The face he saw made his brow furrow instead and his jaw tensed. Oh great...it was Antony's spar buddy. Just lovely. The last thing he wanted to deal with was a fight because he was in a helluva good mood right now.

He was somewhat relieved when the girl moved to the food with an air of urgency. Okay, so far, so good.

Antony looked up at Jamal when he went quiet, watching his eyes and face for his reaction to the person who just walked in. She frowned immediately and raised an eyebrow questioningly as if to ask him who had just come in.

And then he looked... relieved? Antony still didn't dare look. "I'm in too good of a mood for this s**t," she reminded herself aloud in a low voice once she had swallowed the chicken. The poultry was soon replaced with a forkful of carrots.

She had a feeling she knew who it was, and didn't quite know how she would react to seeing her again.

Joliette doused the salad a lot with the dressing and then picked a nearby table, one a few tables away. She poked at hte salad with her fork she hated tension, and truth be told she'd only faught antony back to defend herself

Jamal rubbed at his brow in a "oh great" sort of manner, seeing the very distinct glare and the sudden reach for her cigarettes. At least she hadn't launched herself out of the chair yet....

"Yo," he grunted in Joli's direction, deciding that if Antony was going to be at odds with the brunette, then the least he could do was at acknowledge her presence so she would feel completely hated as she ate her dinner. He offered her a bit of a wave.

Had she not been too busy lighting up a cigarette, Antony would have given Jamal a reproachful look for 'fraternizing with the enemy.'

Maybe the cigarette smoke would irritate lizard girl? It was a hopefully endeavor, and she made sure to blow all smoke in her general direction, munching on handfuls of sunflower seeds between puffs.

Now if Jamal only had a blunt hidden away in his pants...