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Sailor Iris was grumbling after investigating the kitchen found in this outpost. She was under the impression that a kitchen meant there would be some sort of microwave available. Alas, that was not the case. All this fancy schmancy stuff in the kitchen didn't suit her. Sure, there were instructions on the microwaveable burritos for heating them up in the oven, but who had time for that?!

Going into a room that seemed like a dining room meant for a king, the senshi dropped both of the large boxes under her arms upon the table. From her own experience, these burritos were okay to eat even when cold.

In as loud a voice as she could muster, the eternal senshi of rainbows then called out "HEY, ANYBODY WANT SOME BURRITOS?!!"

Considering how large the hallways were, when the one girl announced she wanted a burrito, her voice echoed all about the room. Iris narrowed her eyes as she looked about the vicinity. She had been told that there were a lot of people around. Yet only one person wanted some prepackaged food?

"Um... wow... I thought there were supposed t'be more'a ya guys 'round 'ere!" The yellow suited senshi rolled her shoulders before signaling for the girl who had replied to her (Cathleen) to get closer. "I don't do delivery service, so get yer a** over 'ere!"

With that, she began to rip open one of the boxes, leaving the other one unattended. She managed to mutter under her breath "Thank goodness fer Cost-Mart!"

Taking full advantage of the senshi's distraction, Flannery approached the burrito boxes with a grin. These would be perfect for the little hideout she'd been planning in this grand place. Really, it was just where she and her friends would be sleeping, but she preferred calling it a hideout. The box was big, and the burritos inside were nearly indestructible and impossible to spoil. Flannery and her friends would be able to stay in bed for days with this, although Wallace probably would refuse to be quite so lazy. Spoilsport as usual, but she'd bring him around in the end. Anyway, the unopened box of burritos would become property of the Pirates of Whatevertheydecidedtobethepiratesof. Not Penzance, at least. Of space? And then they would eat them and it would be delicious.

But when Flannery picked up the box and began to tiptoe away, she failed to realize something very important: the burritos moved in their box when she carried them. And that movement made noise. Only a little, and she was thinking too hard about being an awesome pirate to notice, but it was definitely audible.

Wallace was uncomfortable. This was unsurprising; Wallace had been uncomfortable nonstop since their arrival. He'd felt a little better when he and Roxy got to the infirmary and met up with Flannery and... that guy he called Green. Who actually had green hair, which pleased Wallace. It kept things organized in his mind. Not that he knew Green that well, and Flannery and Roxy were more persistent acquaintances than they were friends, but he was still glad to be with people he recognized.

Until Flannery reminded him of why he didn't call them friends. Because friends did not make friends aid in stealing frozen burritos.

He'd argued against it, of course. Those things were full of unhealthy preservatives, there was no way to heat them up, they tended to taste like the chemicals they were made of. For some reason, his attempts at being persuasive only seemed to make her more excited about the whole thing. Wallace had no idea what they were going to do with a giant box of burritos, but that decision was now out of his hands.

"Uh, me too, I guess." Queued up behind Green, Wallace was supposed to be part of the distraction team. He was not doing a very good job of it though, and his eyes kept darting over in Flannery's direction. Why was she moving so slowly? She was going to get them all in trouble if she didn't move it!

Roxy really wished they had given her enough time to get a better layout of the outpost they had decided to make their base. Not like there was much to scout around given the rubble and the distress, but the areas that a majority of the civilians occupied seemed to be decently sized enough, but routes around were still being charted in that blonde head of hers.

Still, all in all she couldn't say no from trying to steal a full box of burritos from a lone senshi. This particular hall seemed familiar enough for her head to figure out where Flannery would get out the easiest. It just didn't help that the brunette was moving at a cartoon sneak away pace. And as well as the others were proving to be distractions - oh wow, Wallace was taking a burrito? - Roxy grinned as she stepped right up to the senshi like there were no personal bubbles at all.

"Oh, goodness, let's not talk about the burritos for a second," though she kind of wanted one, really and one of her hands lingered to the box the other blonde was taking them out of. "You have to tell me where you all get these adorable little outfits!" Roxy said loudly as she brushed her finger tips against the bubble sleeve of the eternal senshi's fuku. "Its like Japanese school girl meets Charlie's Angels ... well, you've gotten a little more of the angels part for yourself," she smirked at Bela over that before turning back to Sailor Isis.

"Do you guys have a tailor or something?" Okay, maybe she was a little curious now even as she discreetly signalled to Flannery to go left! If only they had better hand signals to say go faster, dammit!

At first, all Sailor Iris had to worry about was tending to Cathleen. She had come by herself. Yet, several others drifted in quite quickly. Perhaps it took that long to have her voice echo through all of the hallways (though Iris didn't bother really thinking of the possibilities). When this girl had introduced herself, Iris just shrugged her shoulders and handed off a prepackaged microwaveable burrito. It was about eight inches long and in a brightly colored wrap based upon the contents.

"I go by Sailor Iris... and ya get what ya get... if ya want somethin' else, trade with someone else. I ain't dealin' with it!"

When a Green haired boy approached and asked about heating, it made the blonde senshi snort. "There's instructions fer th'oven if ya wanna try that, but there ain't any space microwaves. Ya can wait fer it t'thaw, or ya can eat it like a burrito-cicle." The senshi had done all of the above before. Burrito-cicles were great on a summer day. She slapped a burrito into his hand. "It's a f*ckin' variety pack... ya get what ya get!"

A Blue haired boy came up next, sounding absolutely uncertain if he wanted a burrito or not. Just like the others, she reached in her box, pulled out a burrito and slapped it into his hand. She did happen to notice his eyes were glancing to something behind her, but as she was about to turn around, some girl (Bela) decided to make a comment that caused the senshi to see some red (though fortunately, it was not the girl with the Red cord in her hair).

"Don't EVER comment on my outfit!" For the moment, she withheld the burrito, especially since a girl with blonde (Yellow) hair decided that very moment was the time to invade some personal space. Swatting away her fingers, she commented "The outfits come with th'job! I ain't answerin' anythin' else beyond that!" There was quite a bit of frustration as she then uttered "Stop that!"

(OOC Note: This is a Cost-Mart variety pack of burritos. If you ICly received a burrito, roll a 6-sided dice to determine what sort of burrito you get.

1 - Bean and Cheese
2 - Spicy Bean and Cheese
3 - Beef and Bean
4 - Spicy Beef and Bean
5 - Beef and Bean/Green Chili
6 - Chicken )

Oh crap they had gotten her mad. Wallace was very glad he was behind Green, and inched backwards ever so slightly. Why did the people he was with always have to make a situation worse? Roxy had gotten the senshi mad, and if she noticed Flannery making off with the box, she'd probably throw them all out into space or something. It sounded like a terrorist thing to do, anyway.

"She didn't mean-" Wallace started to try some damage control, but Green's outburst interrupted him. Did people have chicken allergies? He glanced at the burrito in his hand quickly. "You want mine? It's, uh, Beef and Bean." Yuck. It was a good thing he'd offered a gift rather than a trade. With any luck, he wouldn't have to eat any of these, and Green would settle down before the senshi breathed fire at them, or whatever senshi did when they were mad.

Except if she stopped paying attention to Green, she might notice Flannery. Wallace had forgotten his mission. "Um," he stammered, "I'm allergic to chicken too!" Oh god, she was going to kill them all. Possibly with chicken.

Without even looking Cathleen ducked her hand in the box and took out a burrito. She smiled back at Bela.

She looked over at the senshi she may be all dressed up all girly and what not but she looks tough. Cathleen was glad she wasn't the one getting on her nerves.

She looked down at the burrito, and took a minute to remember where all the bathrooms were. To eat the burrito or not to eat.

She looked over at Bela. "What did you get? Want to trade? I don't think my stomach can take this."