Alrighty! I posted part 35 so go ahead and go there!)

(Y'all, I'm gonna make a new part!)

Jocelyn grinned. "I do like crepes." She trotted after Govind to Avery.

Govind: "It's just a food they like to eat here. It's basically a crepe," he explained simply, not wanting to compound Jocelyn's embarrassment.

He trotted past Avery. "Me and Jocelyn are going out for dosas. Do you want to come too?"

Jocelyn tipped her head. "We should invite Avery, but what's a dosa?" She asked. Her face turned bright red in embarrassment. Was it something important? Would anyone be mad if she didn't know what a dosa was?

Jocelyn nodded eagerly. “Okay!” She excitedly pushed up her glasses, making her way off the stage.

Wolfe thrummed his fingers on the table. “You know, maybe I’ll go ask.” He got up from the table, and went to go sit over at the bar counter. He waited patiently while also keeping a close eye on Ollie.

(Poor Ollie, still upset about finding the dead body 🥲)

Jocelyn shrugged. "I don't know. Whatever I feel like probably. So . . . maybe practicing together is the best way to go?" She smiled as her fingers gently stroked the mandolin's smooth features. "My parents are going to be here in two days though, so maybe they can watch us? If you don't mind of course."

Fig: ”Whichever one I happen to be eating at the moment,” he said, taking a few of the other eggs on to his plate and sitting down next to one of the glasses of orange juice. “There’s also bread at the center of the table if you want it,” he said, before chowing down.

Reba: She moved on from her piece of fruit, eating some of the cheese and bread and then more fruit. Both of her hands were red, so she could not care less about Sultaan’s calluses. But he hadn’t said anything, so she did not know.

Yoske: He raised an eyebrow, but said nothing. That blood had to have been from somewhere, even if it was very old. And one didn’t usually become a captain in Johirestown by never dirtying their sword.

“Um, well here’s a cloth and a whetstone for it, then,” he offered.

Kilroy: “I’ve lived with my mother a long time. I know what she can and cannot do… I don’t think she can help you either.” And though it wasn’t true, he couldn’t help but bitterly wonder if Romie was the sort of son Lily would have preferre, athletic and reverent and handsome.

Govind: “Great! What are your plans for the next two days?“ They needed ample time to rehearse, but it would also be important to rest and calm down after tonight.

Jocelyn was taken back by his enthusiasm, but eventually nodded. “Yeah. Okay, sounds fun.” She smiled

Govind: He nodded. “Well, how would you like the opportunity of a life time? I’m performing tomorrow, but I need an accompanist. I know we’ve never worked together before, but you’ve shown a lot of skill at coordinating your own music with your own movements! Do you think you could play mandolin for me?!?”

Colchi: He settled next to his friend. He wanted to treat Bhearit since having lunch at his house, but this might not be the right time, with Kavani buying fruit for him and all. Getting on her bad side was the last thing he wanted to do… and maybe he was on it all ready. As Ben spoke of her kindness with the fruit, he bit back a frown. Kavani didn’t have to judge him based on his hometown, either. And though he knew it wasn’t fair to make this sort of judgment, it almost seemed like she would only let her brother talk with the fair skinned stranger, not the dark foreign one. “Thanks for the bagel!“ he called after Ben. He liked bagels a lot, he would get them as a special treat at home from a peddler, all covered in lox and cream cheese.

(I’ll do the rest later.)

Romie:

”I never said that you were a pig?” He didn’t understand what Kilroy meant by that, but shrugged it off. “Either way, your mother will know how to help you. She seems like a very nice person.” He felt a pierce of longing, but for what, he didn’t know.

Lemonade

He looked towards a menu and his brows furrowed in concentration as he tried to read it. A few words he recognized, some were a bit foreign to him. "Ok...what is your favorite breakfast food?" Not just a cinnamon roll...and his eyes had to stay smaller than his stomach. How hard could that be?

Jasper

He decided to look around the place, sort of get a feel for it. Maybe this wasn't his place after all? He supposed his tree might be missing him by now and maybe he should just head back? He didn't really want to though...Ben, Sultaan, and Reba had been so kind to him and he hated to admit it, but he had missed interacting with other people, even if he felt very uncomfortable doing so.

He hard noticed the fact that his fingers were once again playing with the straps of his sling.

Ben:

He flicked an ear up at Bhearit, hearing his confusion, but didn't meet his gaze. He set waters down in front of Colchi and Kollin, even if they didn't order them, then brought a cup of water to Bhearit. "The fruit is from Kavani." He replied softly as he set the water down next to Bhearit. "If I may," He quickly glanced over his shoulder at the blonde battle mare, who sat serenely, even if her facial features were cold.

"She's not all stone and sword. I'm not here to lecture you or to pry in your business- I didn't know you two were even acquainted- but I'm just saying this; she didn't have to buy you that bowl of fruit, while she only ordered water for herself."

Ben offered Bhearit a small smile before turning back to the counter. His smile widened as he faced Rayla and his ears and cheeks turned red again.

(Cole was allowed to come backstage with Avery when she entered the show. He would have watched from the side, instead of sitting in the audience. If you wanted him to sit in the audience, I can change it though! Perhaps, to get a better view, he came into the crowd after she was admitted or something, but it's up to you!

And yesssss!! This is Rachel Hardy-Avery's brunette doppelgänger XDD. She has a very pure and youthful voice with amazing breath support.)

Bhearit:

He flicked his ears forward and frowned in confusion; he never ordered fruit. "Uh-" he watched Ben leave.

And then he looked up and spotted Kavani looking at him. He couldn't tell what exactly she was thinking, due to her expression. But she seemed grumpy as usual.

Bhearit sighed and began to munch on his breakfast. (That's all I can do for now. GTG)

Jocelyn turned pink from her ear tips to under her eyes. "Aw, thanks so much." She smiled, and rubbed her arm holding her mondolin.

Wolfe looked around while Ollie had her head on the table, and he just pat her not knowing what to do. "It's okay, we'll eat, and then do something else." He tried calming her

Ben:

He began setting plates down and passing out everyone’s order. A steaming pile of chocolate and banana pancakes plopped down in front of Kollin- no surprise there. The colt was practically beaming with delight as Kavani helped him cut the pancakes into child-friendly bites. For Colchi, since the order was so vague, Ben prepared scrambled eggs with a buttery bagel. And he finally made his way to Bhearit and placed the bread and freshly sliced cheese on his table, followed by the bowl of assorted fruit. Ben returned to the bar once everyone had their respected meals. Kavani was the first to move and swiftly placed the coins on the counter without a word. The fact that Bhearit chose to sit at a separate table didn’t go unnoticed and the blonde mare couldn’t help but feel guilty. With low brows and a taut expression, she ran a hand through her tangled hair.

(oops sorry! Forgot Avery)

Avery:

“Oh, I’m sure you’ll get more spectators when you play. The crowd adored you,” She said sweetly to Jocelyn with a gentle hand on her shoulder. She kept one ear trained on Govind and Jocelyn, but couldn’t help but look around for her tall, chiseled companion. She hasn’t seen Cole since before she performed and Avery yearned to know how he thought of it.

Sophie yawned and stretched as she got up. She left her hair unkept and messy like normal, and changed into her white blouse from earlier. If she wanted to train harder, she should at least practice by herself before training. She sighed as she ate a small meal consisting of scrambled eggs and sausage, and grabbed a wooden pole from outside. It leaned against the house, and she hadn’t sand it down yet. “Well, splinters are tough love.” She muttered to herself before picking it up. She wouldn’t complain, no Matter how bad it was. “I’ll just use the medical kit when I‘m done.” She picked up the wooden stick, twirled it between her hands. “Alright. Let’s get to work.”

Bhearit:

"Aye, of course," he replied, giving a small, slightly disappointed smile. Bhearit moved over to a nearby table and settled down before it, watching the others. His order shouldn't be too long or too hard for Ben. It was he could afford without overspending.

He pulled out his little coin sack and took out the price needed to pay for his breakfast.

(Fig, the last thing you should do is judging someone else by what kind of egg that they like XDDDD)

Espen:

He raised his eyebrows at the many different preparations of eggs. "Wow, Mr. Fig, you did a lot," he said. "I'm not even sure what to pick." Hmm, which was his least favorite or the most inconvenient to eat?

Espen drummed his horse shoulder in thought. He liked scrambled eggs, but only the way his Aunt would make them. He didn't mind boiled eggs, just as long as he had salt to dip them into.

Finally, he put a fried egg on his plate and looked up at Fig. "What's your favorite?"

Sultaan:

He glanced at Reba for a moment and then bit into his piece of cheese. Sultaan silently studied his left hand, noticing how rough and callused his palm and fingers were. He wondered what Reba thought whenever she touched his hands.

Sultaan frowned softly and hid a smile. Sometimes his thoughts made no sense.

Callum:

He chuckled softly. "Can't remember the last time I used my sword on anyone," he admitted. "I've fought with it, sure, but I never actually struck my opponent."

The ex-captain's mind wandered back to when he fought Opalla, even as he followed Yoske to the weaponry room.

That mare had mortally wounded him, but his and Hawkfire's fight was the last push to Callum's real death. He remembered only bits and pieces of that time after he tumbled down the mountain with the pegasus- Fawnroot's urges to get Callum back inside the cave and desperate attempts to keep him with her.

He shook his head and focused on the things around him.

"Very nice, Yoske," Callum commented, however his voice was flat, as though unable to keep up with enthusiastic emotions.

Eira:

" I said that you can have anything you want from the menu, however it must depend on what you choose to order. For example, just having a cinnamon roll will not do," she replied, smoothing Lehman's hair. "And don't let your eyes be larger than your stomach."

Ollie sighed, putting her hands on her forehead. “I messed up, Wolfe. I really did.” She whispered softly. Wolfe rubbed her back. “Hey, your just a kid. I’m sorry I didn’t know about the house earlier.” Ollie groaned and put her head on the table. Wolfe tried to think of other ways to cheer her up, because right now, this was not helping so far. He sighed.