Fifth Floor Common Room, Saturday morning

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Bruce was just going to walk past the common room and back to his dorm after his morning run, but a glance into the room meant that he saw one of the more bizarre sights he'd seen recently. There was a disembodied hand holding the remote control. It was channel surfing. Occasionally it would use the on-screen guide and scroll quickly through that.

As Bruce walked into the common room to investigate more closely, another hand went flying through the air. Out of pure instinct, Bruce raised his hand. The second Thing made solid contact with Bruce's hand, making this the first high five Bruce had ever experienced with a disembodied hand.

A small detail, but Bruce noticed both hands were left hands. It seemed strange to have two lefties in the same room, especially under these circumstances. All this weirdness meant that Bruce needed to take a seat and just observe for a while. He couldn't shake the feeling that the second thing was observing him right back, possibly looking for another excuse to high five. The first one, clearly, was too busy observing the TV.

[OOC: Just saying, if I were a disembodied hand, I would never stop giving high fives. Anyway, I'm up early on a Saturday, why not have an open CR?

ETA: Running off for an hour or so, then pinging will be slowish.]

Second Floor Common Room, Saturday afternoon

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Scully had finished up her usual run a little early today, in order to pick up a few things at the store before heading back up to the Common Room. If she and Alexander were going to cook, it was only fair to not use up all the food in the refrigerator. Where to start, though? Something like pasta, or soup? Hmmmm.

It'd been a while since she'd done any cooking for fun. She turned the TV to Food Channel, surfing for ideas, then went back to consider her purchases.

And no. She didn't notice the hand waving at her from the top of the freezer. Yet.

[Scully is expecting daventryprince but the Common Room is definitely open.]

2nd Floor CR, Saturday Night

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Tara had been more or less ignoring the hands all day. They were weird, but they didn't seem inclined to attack or steal her stuff or anything, and one of them helped reshelve books when she cleaned her room. She was counting that as a win.

It wasn't until she went to make dinner that she realized how useful the hands really were. They started the spaghetti sauce simmering while she made garlic bread, and then went over to the fridge to get lettuce as if asking if she wanted a salad, too.

"Go for it," she said, wondering the tiniest bit how the hand could hear her. She doubted she'd ever get an answer.

She was making way too much food for just her, but that usually wasn't a problem in the dorms.

[OOC: Open CR. Now I want Italian food.]