>>5528185>>5528188Wow.
You were expecting a bunch of tables arranged military/prison style with everyone eating the same thing off the same trays.
But here, a MS politely shows you and Sam (after asking if Sam shouldn't be in class at the moment) to a table.
It's like a restaurant. A nice restaurant
Sam reads the confused awe on your face. "Oh yeah. It's been like this since the forties. Martin's wasn't just a pioneer of superhuman education, but education in general. No one in the school has the same curriculum. Everything is designed based on your powers, what powers you want to have, and what you want to do with your powers. Your curriculum is special. You get a taste of da--"
Sam looks at the smiling MS over his shoulder.
"--darn near everything. Martin's extended the philosophy to food."
"There's a menu..." you say in disbelief.
"Yep. The general menu has been the same since the 40's."
"There are cocktails..."
"Non alcoholic. But they're there if you want them."
"Why?"
"Well, part of the reason is the same reason why the menu is so fancy. The principal at the time, Ms. Martin, wanted to educate everyone in fine dining culture. The other reason is a little dark. See, they temporarily lowered the draft age for superhumans to 15. They really wanted to get some superhuman soldiers. One of many reasons superhumans had a falling out with the government and military after the war. If they were in the school, they were safe from being drafted, because Ms. Martin managed to get an exemption for her students, but still, some wanted to fight. A couple of guys complained to Ms. Martin that it was warped they were old enough to die, not enough to drink...so she slipped them a few cocktails before they shipped out. So the legend goes."
"Wow. This place just radiates history."
"You don't know the half of it. Wait until you hear about the gargoyles."
"The what?"
"Bit of an in-joke, like Smokey. You'll learn about them. Ask me if you got any questions about the menu."
"Yeah, I got one. What's liberty cabbage?"
"Sauerkraut. But we were at war with the Germans, so, liberty cabbage."
"Radiates history..." you muse to yourself as you scan the menu.
"There are also secret menu items...also known as Burstein our MS chef has perfect culinary knowledge and a molecular synthesizer so if you ask him to make you something and he likes you, he will. Just don't go asking for a cheeseburger. Come on man."
"But I like cheeseburgers!"
"Save it for the boardwalk. You don't want to be like Edith, she orders a cheeseburger every day. And don't ask for the Thule menu, trust me on this one. There are digestive differences at work."
"Really?"
"If you feel real brave, there's a cart that sells avini you can try."
"What's avini?"
"You know ice cream?"
"Yeah."
"How much do you want that pleasant memory of icecream ruined forever?"
"Well, that's something to say..."
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