(Mm, I want Corasi just to walk in there and say something like, I didn't expect a food fight this early in the morning." And just rub her eyes while walking back out of the kitchen.)

(Hexic runs after her in cat form, saying "I did!" loudly, then halfway through he trips, gets back up, and starts running again.)

(You finally pinged me! Good job child!)

(Ye! I am a good job child! I was confused with the pinging before, but I figure out it! Hehehe!)

Scias
Well intentioned or not, he didn't take too well to the pudding sizzling down his face with a few drips of destabilized, liquid black metal running down where it had hit him. He wiped it and the pudding off with a grimace, rearranging parts of his plasma to seal up the inadvertent water wound.

"You're so ridiculous.
I could have just gotten you more.. Plus..
That label's written in Baharian, I can't read that crap. How was I supposed to know?"

He seemed more annoyed than amused by this, clearly not understanding the game she was trying to start.

Zeth*

Her smile faded a bit as she went to go get a rag. "Such a downer." She said as she handed him the rag. "What, have you never been in a food fight?"

Scias
"No. It'd be both a huge waste of resources here and on my own planet.
Plus.. Kinda dangerous to start throwing that kind of stuff around."

He took the rag, wiping his face off.
"Don't feel like dying just because someone threw coffee at me or something.. Pretty crappy way to go."

Corasi

"Are you two arguing about food now?" She stepped into the kitchen. "Anyway, did you learn anything interesting?"

Scias
"No, we're not arguing about food.
And no. Not anything we didn't already know anyways. Just managed to route out a hideout that was trying to smuggle humans over to the army for their experiments. Not really much to go off of, but we're going to need some sort of lead here soon."

Zeth*

Zeth had wandered towards the door. "Hey, what day it today?" She asked, worry rising on her face.