3rd Floor CR, Monday Morning

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The first weird thing was that Claire woke up early during her week off.

The second weird thing was that she didn't just want to hang out in her room all day. So she took her sketchbook and a set of pastels and went to the common room to curl up on a couch and draw ... she wasn't sure yet. It might just be her coffee mug. Maybe her coffee mug in spaaaaaaace.

The TV was on and tuned to some soap opera, but Claire wasn't paying enough attention to say what it was about.

[OOC: Open like a CR.]

Fifth Floor Common Room, Monday Evening

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Well... It had SEEMED like a good idea. Here Sokka was, taking care of two animals not his own, and he had been starting to worry that they were lonely.

So, now he was in the common room, with big pieces of cardboard across the doorways making it LESS likely that the pets would run away. There was a not-very-bright ferret bouncing around excitedly and honking at things, and a less-bright cat alternating between chasing the ferret and randomly running into furniture.

He ALSO had a terrified chinchilla clinging to the top of his head and quivering with fear. Clinging to the top of his head with tiny, SHARP claws.

A thin trickle of blood ran down his temple.

"Okay, EVERYBODY STOP!!!"


[Open for everyone, especially the cat and the ferret.]