Fourth floor common room: Monday evening

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There was a large Firecat taking up pretty much the entire common room couch. Altra wasn't exactly giving off happy kitty vibes while he stared out the window, so it was probably best not to disturb him.

Karal didn't even try, just sat at the table with a pot of tea, attention divided between Altra, his notebook, and the box of savoury pastries he'd bought from J, GoB after class. There were far more than he could eat alone, so he'd be happy to share.

"Are you sure you don't want one?"

Altra looked at him long enough to say, :No,: then turned back to the window.

Karal shook his head and sighed, then nibbled on a pastry while he made more notes.

[ooc: open, of course.]

Fifth Floor Common Room, Tuesday afternoon

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There was a huge pot on the stove, and Sokka was making soup.

He started with a mixture of chicken broth and fish broth, added a whole lot of lime juice and garlic, and then stirred in whatever herbs, fresh or dried, he could find. And that weird, chalky aftertaste? Crushed meta for Flintstones chewable vitamins. Against all probability, it actually smelled pretty good.

In a smaller saucepan, he also mixed up more or less the same thing, only with salt water instead of broth, because some people were vegetarians, and while he didn't agree with their lifestyle, he respected it.

A large sign on the table -- beside the stacked bowls and spoons -- proclaimed it to be "Sokka's Symantec Soup!!!!!"

5th Floor Common Room, Tuesday Evening

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Rodney had been moderately frustrated that afternoon when he discovered that the internet seemed to be down. And then he heard the announcement about the flu epidemic and got just a little freaked out. As he tended to do.

To combat his inherent paranoia, Rodney decided to indulge in some mindless entertainment. He found the DVD of Creature from Space (the first one) and figured that some classic sci-fi would be the perfect distraction. Especially since scary movies tended to lead to clingy girls. He was hoping Charlie would be the type to cling.

He made a huge bowl of popcorn and brought out an assortment of fully moddable candy and sodas. He even made sure there was a handy trash can for the wrappers. Once everything was set, he settled himself on the couch, started the movie and began munching on popcorn.

In space, no one can hear you scream.


[ooc: Rodney is here with Charlie but the common room is open for all, or at least those who aren't sick yet. Please wait for minor OCD is up.]