<div class="floatleft">(http://oi54.tinypic.com/2m2w4fr.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 2em;">Marcus Sucram</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1.35em;">Mutant Type: Speed Bump</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1em;">Initiative Roll Bonus: 6</span></div><hr/>Marcus sat as patiently as he could through the opening ceremony. As always adults were way too long winded for his liking during these types of events. With a combination of yawning and fidgeting with his shoes he managed to stay awake through it.<br/><br/>Finally after droning on for what seemed like ages the pontiffs on the stage finished pontificating and dismissed the masses to do as they pleased. Standing and stretching Marcus tried to banish the fog that was starting to cloud his brain. Looking around he realized that everyone was starting to go to the mess hall. Oh yeah, the big wigs did mention a breakfast feast. Feast, ah food, that should wake him up some more.<br/><br/>Marcus continued to force the speech induced lethargy to leave him be by walking to the mess hall. When he crossed the threshold to the feasting area the sight of all the food triggered a memory. The nurse of the infirmary asked him to do something today when he saw her yesterday after his last training session. What was it again? And what was her name? His brain just did not want to function this morning.<br/><br/>He waited in the line and tapped his foot impatiently, more perturbed in the fact that he couldn't remember what he was supposed to for Althea. Oh yeah Althea was the nurse's name it was starting to come back to him. As he reached for a plate he had his total recall moment. "That's it!" He said a little louder than he meant to startling those around him a bit.<br/><br/>He grabbed a second plate and made his way through the buffet. On one plate he put sausage, waffles, pancakes and scrambled eggs. On the other he put a couple bananas, some rice cakes, a small bowl of fried apples with cinnamon, and some french toast with a hint of maple syrup. Juggling the two plates he some how snagged a glass of milk and one of apple juice. He wrapped up two sets of plastic silverware in napkins and stuck them in his back pocket. With his hands full he left the buffet and started to walk towards the door leaving the mess hall.<br/><br/>He nodded to Kouryu as he passed. "I catch ya next time." Then proceeded to walk out of the mess hall dodging an weaving through and giving no more of an explanation of where he was going.<br/><br/>Soon he arrived at his destination a closed door in the infirmary. He gave a stout knock announcing his presence, "Room service! I'm coming in please be sure you're decent." With that he gently pressed the button to open up the door. Still holding a glass in each hand with a plate of food delicately balanced on top of it he walked cautiously into the room.<br/><br/>Althea had asked him to bring a plate of food to the schools newest guest as she figured she would be waking up this morning after several days. He did remember her directions and brought a plate of food that could be easily digested by someone who hadn't had real food for several days. Here's hoping she is awake and able to eat. It sure would be a shame to waste all this delicious food.