Settling In (Open to X-ers)

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Brianna sat on the south lawn in yoga pants and a tank top in the lotus position, counting her breaths as she cycled through several breathing exercises at the end of her meditations. She'd been back at Xavier's for a couple of days now and she was settling in all right. Mom and Dad seemed to be having a good time back home, though she knew her father would want to get out on the road again as soon as possible.

She felt herself return to alertness and opened her eyes as if seeing the world anew for the first time. Her meditations always renewed her spirt and her mind and she was ready to take on the new day.

Standing in one smooth motion, Brianna LeBeau began tehe first of several katas, taking up an open fighting stance and working through encountering her foe, engaging and finally, dispatching that foe before beginning the next kata.

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"Definitely more like the six with me, and yeah, I've had experiences with pepper bacon and applewood bacon. And maple bacon donuts, and candied bacon." Kayla grinned broadly. "I could never, ever be Jewish. I'm pretty much the worst person in the world when it comes to kosher stuff. And let's not even get started with pulled pork."

She laughed and went into the kitchen, pulling out food rapidly. Bacon, because they'd been talking about it nonstop. They even had the really good thick-cut stuff. And eggs. And some potatoes, because she felt ambitious and wanted to make some hashbrowns.

"You should probably know at this point, that, firstly, I have a giant freaking appetite and secondly, I like to cook. So how do you like your eggs?"

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Brianna was certain that she'd just found her new best friend. She couldn't cook if her life depended on it but Kayla could.

"I agree with you on Judaism, mate. And add Islam to that. Both of them ask you to give up pork but I'd rather give up just about anything else for my bacon and ham." Brianna laughed.

"Scrambled, please. I can eat them any fashion, but scrambled is the best." she grinned.

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"Islam's even worse. You can't drink, either. At all. Any. Ever." Even Catholicism let you have free wine and crackers on Sundays. "But yeah, pigs are delicious and people should appreciate it."

"Scrambled it is then." She started getting everything in order, shredding potatoes and cracking eggs. And it didn't take long before the pans were sizzling hot and breakfast was being made. "Hopefully there's some good OJ in the fridge."

Oh, how delightful it was to have a fridge full of food that could just be cooked up into even tastier things.

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Brianna rose from her chair and went to check the fridge for orange juice.

"Found some. Along with strawberry-lemonade and a couple of others. Which one do you want?" she asked.

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"OJ. It's breakfast time. Nothing like OJ, if it's the good stuff." It was true, as much as she loved lemonade, that was more of an afternoon drink. Bacon and eggs positively cried out for some OJ. And coffee.

"And some thoughtful soul has even left us some coffee. Man, people here are awesome." She grinned.

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"Hey, the coffee is all you. Caffeine and I don't get on very well." Brianna said. It really messed with her stomach and made her irritable, so she left it to people who enjoyed it.

"But I'll be happy to drink as much orange juice as is available." she laughed, waiting for breakfast to start.

"I can't cook for all the pounds in the bloody world so thank you for this, Kayla. I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship." she said.

"So what else do you do when you're not befriending new British girls?"