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Summary: Kieran and Sage have some different opinions.
Date: July 11, 2011
Log Title: Breakfast for Mutants
Rating: PG
Xavier Mansion - Kitchen
This kitchen was designed to feed large numbers of people, and looks it with its bright white walls and stainless steel appliances. The stove, refrigerator, and dishwasher are all larger than normal. There is an island with stools around it for people to sit and eat around along with a table for twelve by the windows in back. Along the wall is a hole in the wall looking into the dining room so food can be passed back and fourth. Anything you want to cook or eat in the kitchen you will find the food and supplies to do so.
It's still realitivly early in the morning, especially since it's the summer break and most kids tend to sleep in. Sage isn't one of those kids though, he's already dressed in a pair of jeans and a loose fitting tunic shirt and like usual he's barefoot. He's currently got a pile of oranges next to him that he's been working on squeezing to make some fresh orange juice. He's been at it for a bit as half the glass pitcher is full of orange pulpy liquid and there are a bunch of drained orange halves on the kitchen island.
Dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a white muscle shirt, with a light denim shirt over it but left hanging open, Kieran's light blonde hair has a distinctly ruffled look right now, like he just got out of bed and hasn't bothered brushing his hair yet. Yawning a little bit as he pads into the kitchen not wearing shoes. He goes immediately to the fridge to get some milk for cereal. There is a definite sign he's still waking.
"Good morning." Sage says to Kieran as he cuts another orange in half and starts to press it against the orange squeezer. It definately seems like there isn't much morning sleepiness in Sage. "I was just going to make some breakfast of oatmeal and bacon if you would like some as well."
"I'd take the bacon but not a big oatmeal fan. It always looks unappealing to me. Only time I really eat it is when it's cold out. It's a good hot dish for warming up on a cold winter's day." Kieran says with a weak smile,"Too bloody early." He says sighing deeply.
Sage looks at the clock seeming a bit confused. "But it's nine thirty in the morning, it's already later morning for what I'm used to." Sage says. "I always enjoyed oatmeal for breakfast, always gave me enough energy to get through till lunch. It's just strange, I'm not used to cooking bacon out of a package."
"During the summer it's the only time I get to sleep in. The rest of the year I'm always up early for school or various things. I was actually enjoying a bit of sleep but couldn't do it any more today." Kieran says sighing a little bit,"Until I came here, I pretty much had things scheduled from waking up at six am until I went to bed."
"Likewise. There's always work to do back home on the farm." Sage says. "I miss it, I feel like I've got nothing to do now that I'm here. And with the farm there really is no off time, even in the winter." Sage explains as he cuts the last orange to squeeze in half. "I'm just getting used to how you all do things here in America. It's quite different than what I'm used to."
"I'm not from a farm or anything like that. Just my dad expected me to study for a certain amount of time. Plus there were extracurricular activities that I was in so I could show I was involved on college applications, and then there my music lessons with my mom and sports." Kieran says with a bit of an absent sigh. "This place isn't like the school I was in back home, so it's all different."
"Sorry but, college?" Sage really doesn't know much about it since noone in his family has really been. "I've heard it mentioned but is it really that big of a todo." He takes out some organic bacon and looks at the package with a strange expression. "It seems like schooling is quite important here. Back home it wasn't like this at all. We had schooling but it was usually second to work."
"Oh yeah in my family it's a HUGE deal. My da's made it pretty clear that he expects us to go to college and do well." Kieran says seriously to Sage. "Schooling's pretty important. Don't get me wrong, love learning stuff. I get bored if I don't get challenged by things."
"My Mum and Dad expect us all to follow in the family footsteps and pretty much work on the farm and help sell our produce and such when we can. It's what keeps the farm running. I miss it terribly." Sage admits as he's a bit homesick. "Things seem so complicated here where they were easier at home. But my Grandpa told me that I can't let the world frighten me and not to forget what I learned back on Rosewood Farm."
"I don't know. I guess that could be true. You were going to have to learn about the world at some point right? Otherwise how would you find someone?" Kieran says absently as he leans against one of the counters as he begins pouring himself cereal and milk,"The thing is that you have to take things as they come. You can't let fear rule your life or even hold you back in anyway. Just do what you can and try to not fear what's unknown. Think of it as an adventure."
Sage gives Kieran a curious look. "What do you mean by find someone? There are a plenty of people back home and I haven't really been told I have to find a specific someone." He's trying to figure out what Kieran means as he puts on water to start making the oatmeal, not the instant stuff. "I just wish the adventure didn't seem so violent at times." He admits. "And the food didn't make me feel ill."
"Bah! What's a good adventure without a little violence!" Kieran says laughing a little bit,"Did you really have someone that you could see marrying or living long term with back home? I got the feeling the farm was all family." He points out with a shrug, which causes a small wince. "Food makes you ill? I guess I'm used to it. Although I don't eat a whole lot of really fatty foods."
Sage blinks at Kieran's words and pales a bit. "I'd prefer to leave the violence behind, really. I abhore any sort of fighting." He says with a shudder. "Quite possibly, my Mum and Dad met on the farm and actually my Mum's brother and my Dad's sister got married too. So we all lived in the same house with our grandparents. Back in the nineteen fourties the farm started out as six seperate families and grew from there. So there are about a hundred and fifty of us back home. There are plenty of folks there I'm not related to but we're all close there." Sage explains. "The food here did, after spending most the weekend ill the school realized I'm not used to eating processed foods or foods with chemicals and said I needed to go on an organic diet." He shrugs a bit. "I guess it is because I mostly ate foods we grew back home and didn't buy at the food mart."
"There are times where fighting is good. It's a good way to release stress. The Danger Room's a great place to do it without actually hurting someone. Since they usually put you against things that aren't real." Kieran says grinning a bit. "I am not a big pacifist. There are times that you should fight and times when you shouldn't. Just fighting is pointless and stupid but defending your friends is good. Plus it makes the blood pump a little bit."
It's obvious Sage is getting a bit uncomfortable as he squirms a bit. "I don't know mate. It's just…there's always someone or something that will end up getting hurt or killed and what can fighting acomplish that talking cannot? When me and my brothers or sisters or cousins would get mad with each other we would talk it out. We learned at a young age not to hit each other or anything. Even when one of us would raise our voice in anger our parents were quick to calm us down. Just…fighting causes bad things to happen."
"Talking doesn't always solve things." Kieran says shaking his head a bit,"Trust me. In the Danger Room you cannot hurt someone unless you're lose control and attack an ally. Normally they have solid illusions." His voice is careful as he speaks,"Talking it out sometimes works but sometimes fighting is the only way that you can truly resolve something. Talking works when people are open, but otherwise…."
Sage stares into the pot that he's making oatmeal in and shrugs. "I heard the stories from my great-grandparents and their friends growing up. They were in World War 2 and my Grandparents were all kids then and remember what happened…it's quite terrifying." He says quitely. "I might not have had a lot of schooling but I also know a lot about the history of England and the wars and violence surrounding it. It just doesn't make sense to me, why does hitting someone or using a bomb on a country have to be the only answer? I can't be."
"If you know about the wars, then you know peaceful solutions were tried. However, there are times where there can be no peace because the opposing force is unable to be reasoned with." Kieran says seriously,"Both of my grandparents were in military during world war 2. They were really young at the time, but they used to say that there is always a time when violence is a necessity but the peaceful alternatives should be done first. Anyway… I said I'd meet up with my boyfriend. I'll catch you later." He says as he puts the bowl aside.
