"Should be coming right about now..." Korel mutters, looking down the table.
As if on cue, the doors open, and the smell of food fills the room.
Servers quickly move through the lines, putting the same dish in front of everyone. A bowl of thin, watery soup with tiny bits of vegetables floating in it, dry bread, and a pitcher of water to be shared by four people.
Jack looks down at his food for a long while. "Seriously? What the fuck?" Is the only thing he says. His words are shared by pretty much every cadet at the table, all of whom are looking down forlornly into their horrible meals.
As if on cue, the doors open, and the smell of food fills the room.
Servers quickly move through the lines, putting the same dish in front of everyone. A bowl of thin, watery soup with tiny bits of vegetables floating in it, dry bread, and a pitcher of water to be shared by four people.
Jack looks down at his food for a long while. "Seriously? What the fuck?" Is the only thing he says. His words are shared by pretty much every cadet at the table, all of whom are looking down forlornly into their horrible meals.