<b><span style="text-decoration: underline">Mess Hall</span></b><br/><br/>"Shwoop! Coming through!"<br/><br/>That was the only warning the already crowded hall received before a lithe, brown-ish figure started to flip through the hall. And 'flip' was an accurate word here, as he was hardly limited to the floor - the walls, any stable bars his feet could cling to,  he could've been easily mistaken for a half-monkey if anyone wasn't able to take a closer look, or wasn't already familiar with his antics. On closer inspection his telltale green head and goggles would give him away, poking above the khaki rags that he wore as his default attire. On one gloved hand he carried a basket as he wove in and out, up and down of the crowds, thankfully avoiding the table itself or any breakable property. And in less than ten minutes he'd crossed the length of the hall, only pausing to look back with a grin and one last call before vanishing into the exit.<br/><br/>"Oh, and good morning, Mr. Arthur!"<br/><br/><br/><b><span style="text-decoration: underline">Rift Lab</span></b><br/><br/>Soon enough, the jumpy figure in rags found his way to the lab, still carrying that basket. He took in a moment to catch his breath, taking in one, two deep breaths before he started to manoeuvre around the various hunters and sleepers there. "Breakfast is served!" He called out, opening the basket to show that he carried .. well, mostly fried fish, and some pieces of bread with jam. This he plopped in the center of the crowd, picking out two pieces of fried fish. "One for the kittycat~" He called out with a bit of a sing-song voice, passing one of the fish to the cheshire cat.<br/><br/>He then scrambled and jumped his way to Meguri, holding the fish in one hand as he poked her in the side. "And one for the sleepycat!"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>