For once Ralf had remembered breakfast. Although, in his situation he was not required to attend the two mandatory meals a day the others were, he did try to go to some, when he was coherent enough to remember. Today he was coherent enough to remember, but he did have an ulterior motive. He'd been working with an organic compound that would potentate the effects of the caffeine in the coffee. It should be an interesting effect, but intense, Ralf made sure to lay out several sedatives and relaxents to counteract the effects should they not wear off soon enough. Ralf sat at breakfast, he had even remembered to shower before he came up. He had dosed himself with his experimental compound, and was now on his third cup of coffee, and excellent brew, rich, and fragrant, and most importantly strong. The Free Spacer, Gerard Dore had brought in on a special request from Ralf just for this experiment. The others at the table were all complimenting the coffee. So far his experiment was going very well. His senses were on edge, he was very very alert. The room appeared super sharp in all it's detail. He could smell everything in the room. He was still trying to figure out what Darana was eating. He could hear the whispered conversations of the students. His food tasted strong and full of flavor. He hadn't enjoyed eating this much in a long time. But there was a down side as well, his heart was racing and he could feel a headache beginning to set in. He could have to try to counter act the effects after breakfast was done. Ralf was hearing a noise that he couldn't quite place. Rhythmic, marching, he was used to the troops outside the house, they had picked him up and carried him back to his room more times than he could count, but this was inside and that was unusual. No one else seemed to be worried about it so Ralf went back to studying the ridges of his scrabbled eggs. Perhaps he thought they didn't hear it yet, but the way that bacon warped was much more interesting. Someone was talking. Oh, a bunch of new people in the room, in the red uniforms of the emperor's guard. They must have been making the noise. He missed their entry during an examination of the interlocking pattern of his hash browns. What did he just say? Disband the household. Oh crap, Auntie Darana was in for it now. What was that smell? Fear, it must be, he could see it on the faces of several at the table. There she goes, Auntie Darana lead away by the Guards. There goes the guy always wearing grey, Eric. Some of the others were leaving now too. Well this was just no fun. Too many bad vibes. Ralf stood and went back to his room. There were soldiers in the halls, that was unusual, Ralf wondered if they would carry him back to his room they way the house guards did. He got back to his room, he could feel the unease in the house. His new compound was working too well, time to get off this high, all this anxiety was harshing his buzz. Ralf took several of his sedatives, and passed out on the floor. Bummer dude....
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