planeocracy

[In the halls of CO a pair of young girls wander, one leading the other by the hand. They are cheerful and laughing and generally having a good time.]

Whoa! The food in the cafeteria doesn't move or have eyes?

Only on Mondays, Tuesdays, and every other Friday. Otherwise we have pretty much anything we can that Sal and his crew can stomach making.

[Much to the displeasure of most of CO who find they can't eat when their own grubs comes from the same buffet as the Body Horror Surprise.]

[Kyoko sees something down the hall, her eyes widening in glee as she tugs on Frankie's wrist.

Hey, come on! I have to show you thi--

[She stares for a moment, realizing there's less weight behind her while still holding firmly to Frankie's hand and looks down with wide eyes at the disembodied hand with frayed thread hanging off of it. She then looks up at Frankie and her smile brightens again.]

Your hands do that? THAT IS SO COOL!

[Frankie looks sheepish and runs the hand still attached to her body through her hair.]
Haha, yeah. Dad got the cheap thread from the bargain center last time we went to the maul. It keeps coming apart.

That is so awesome! I wish my hands could do that! Come on! Someone's doing something really cool over here!

[The two, practically glittering with enthusiasm for all things shiny and new, no matter how mundane or strange, round on the object of their mutual interest.]