Monday, September 14th, 2015

rebelseekspizza: (dante - ready to knock your lights out)
[personal profile] rebelseekspizza
Kathy'd wanted a spar. Who was Dante to refuse? He hadn't had the chance to flex these muscles in at least a week, and that was absolutely tragic.

So he showed up to the gym a couple of hours after classes, his new boombox in one hand. Old-fashioned, sure, but 1) he could take it anywhere and 2) he'd gotten it for free. (Also 3) Kathy had tried to stop him from getting it, which meant bringing it was funny as well as necessary.) He set it down by the nearest outlet; not too long after, the sound of loud guitars would be heard throughout the gym.

If you had the chance to bring your own background music to a fight, you took it.

He sat down on the floor next to the boombox, his legs sprawling out across the floor, his back to the wall. Now he just had to wait until Kathy showed up.

[[ expecting one, but open before. or during, if you're the popcorn-loving kind. ]]
that_oldsaying: (teddy snuggles)
[personal profile] that_oldsaying
It had happened by accident.

Alluka had bounced into the common room in search of chocolate candy food and had tossed Mr. Bubbles at the couch as she'd gone by so that he could save her a seat despite the fact that no one else had been in the room and when she'd gotten back from peering at the fridge and cupboards (and had discovered chocolate chip cookies, which she'd promptly decreed was better than anything else to eat) (sorry Kathy), Alluka discovered that Mr. Bubbles had fallen off the couch.

This could have been a disaster, but Mr. Bubbles was a clever giraffe and had knocked a cushion down with him and it lay half over him, sheltering him from the pain (never mind that the floor was under him, the details were not important) and Alluka had surveyed this with big eyes before squealing.

"A fort! You're the smartest, Mr. Bubbles!"

And that was how the second floor common room had been turned into a fort. Every chair and couch in the room had been either turned on its side or stripped of cushions (or both) to make this fort. Extra blankets had been spread across the chairs to make rooftops and maze-like little passageways and in the center of it all Alluka had her toys, and her cookies, and it was amazing.

Her bunny and panda were probably wondering where she was. Shh, don't tell them!

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