itp: breakfast

[hakases]

[ so it's the morning of the dance! are you ready yet? sleeping in? maybe making last minute preparations for your costume? or just nursing an ill-advised hangover in the mess hall?

tell me, Camp, what's on your morning agenda? ]

((MORNING IN THE LIFE OF POST nooooot running this, feel free to tag lazily as you wake up m'dears))

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[nicetroll]

[ KNIFE THROWING it's happenin'

someone care to save that poor tree that seems to be his target? ]

[roughsjustice]

Would you like to be referred to as Captain Hazama, or without the title?

[nicetroll]

Just Hazama is fine, the "Captain" is only for my subordinates.

[roughsjustice]

Duly noted!

[nicetroll]

So Klavier, been in Camp long? Or just as long as me?

[roughsjustice]

Just as long as you have, I'm afraid.

[nicetroll]

Then I suppose that makes us men of a common ground.

[roughsjustice]

We are both counselors too, are we not?

[nicetroll]

Oh yes! What's your job?

[roughsjustice]

My job is a joke! I have yet to complain about it, as I have not found out who to complain to.

[nicetroll]

[ O: ]

Now you've got me curious.

[roughsjustice]

Would you like to guess?

[nicetroll]

I barely know anything about you, Klavier!

[roughsjustice]

Ah, but isn't it the job of the Intelligence Division to dig for information?

[nicetroll]

I suppose it is! Well fine, you'll have to guess my job too.

[roughsjustice]

[ THINKS ]