<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgbox.com/MEGptC0X.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Jacqueline Gabrielle LeBeau – Roulette (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349352#msg16349352)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Marvels Building Upstate New York City<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black Leather pants, Doc Martens, Ramones T-shirt<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Pandemic, OPEN<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>None<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Walking into the cafeteria, Jacqueline slowed to another stop at the sight that awaited her. It wasn’t every day that you watched a sentient string of liquid pour a non-sentient puddle of liquid onto a pile of pancakes and then gulp it down like it was its last meal. But after three years, she was fairly used to the way Pandemic ate, not to mention his love of chocolate.<br/><br/>“<em>Non</em>, ‘dat’s okay<em>homme</em>,” she said when he offered her the remaining pancakes. “I’m looking for sumtin’ w’ a few more food groups in it.” Not to mention a lot less sugar and a<em>helluva </em>lot more spices. Walking further into the room, she made her way towards the counter and leaned over it, perusing what was on offer with a heavy sigh. In the end, she settled for a plate of scrambled eggs with a side of sausage and peppers, along with a glass of orange juice. She carried all of it back to the table on a tray along with a bottle of tabasco sauce and set it down on the table across from Pandemic and set about covering the food with a generous helping of the spicy condiment.<br/><br/>“So, you not up for showin’ off in de trainin’ room dis mornin’ w’ de others?” Jac asked, as she set the bottle down and began to push her food around on her plate with a fork. “Magni’s liftin’ … everytin’ … again.” She took a bite of the eggs and reached for the tabasco again.<br/><br/>“Anyway, how’s yer mornin’,<em>mon ami</em>?”<br/>