third floor common room - early morning thursday, before classes - 2/19

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Liir, as he'd promised quite a few people, was up with the sun and in the kitchen. First things first had been the coffee, then the juices, and finally hot water for tea should anyone want some. A variety of other moddable breakfast foods were also out for anyone who should want any. Hopefully, it was help decrease the grumpiness for the day.

[open like a common room! feel free to take food or just grouse at him!]

Third Floor Common Room: Thursday Afternoon

[talks2objects.livejournal.com]

Done with classes for the week, Dor had slept in late and skipped breakfast entirely and missing lunch to boot.

So he found himself down at the common room with a large bowl of cereal where he sat and chatted with the furniture.

"Boy," he said with his mouth partially full of chocolate frosted sugar bombs. "People were sure cranky about the fire alarm last night."

The objects in the room all chuckled. "Well everyone's a bit more frustrated than usual these days," the chair mentioned and all the objects burst into laughter.

"Oh?" Dor asked innocently. "Why is that?"

"Because everyone is a little... frustrated. If you know what I mean," the lamp replied.

"Um. No," Dor said. "I don't. What do you mean?"

All the objects paused in the room and then died of laughter.

"What's so funny?" Dor asked.

"Nobody is getting any action," the sofa replied. "Do you know what I mean by that?"

Dor frowned. "No. What are you talking about?"

And the sofa began to tell a story. A story about a vampire and a girl in black leather pants. And the sofa's role in this particular story. And the actions that happened on said sofa.

In graphic detail

Dor should have left the room. He should have run. But the words just kept coming from the sofa and he just stared horrified as his innocence began to disappear in a few moments of Vampire/Alien raunchiness.

It didn't help that the other objects in the room started making rauchy sounds while the refrigerator hummed a porn soundtrack.

[Open! The couch is telling the NSFW story linked above from the way early days of FH. Dor's magic allows anyone to hear the story and all the sound effects the furniture are making.]

The Salle [afternoon]

[momslilassassin]

Nothing short of being actually set on fire was going to stop Ben from being in the salle today.

Leto was going to show him how to use those knives! If Ben were the type to squeal, he'd be squealing. Since he wasn't, he'd shown up ten minutes before the time they were supposed to meet.

You know, just in case.

[OOC: Ben's here for Leto, but feel free to catch him before/after/watch them...]

2nd Floor Common Room, Thursday Afternoon

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin would not be going to class today. Instead, wrapped in a blanket and feasting on vegetarian chicken soup, the sniffling, coughing, and cold ridden frog was riding out his ailment in front of the television.

One nice thing about the timing though, there was a Muppet Show marathon on. At least he wouldn't be bored.

*ACHOO!*sniff* Stupid fire drill.

[Open. Robin promises not to get his germs on anyone.]