Jaye Tyler (
fates_jaye) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2005-10-03 05:25 pm
Common room. Maybe. Looks like it, anyway.
Still suffering from the aftereffects of a hangover (curse Spike and his Spikeishness anyway), Jaye is still in her pajamas, camped out in front of the TV, slumped in her seat and practically buried under blankets. Growling at nosy people will just hurt her head, so she's not going to try it. But if they try to take the remote, there will be blood.

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(Anonymous) 2005-10-04 01:40 am (UTC)(link)no subject
She changes the channel.
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The lion is gone.
Squinching up her face like it'll stop either the hangover or stop her from actually throwing off the blankets and tearing down the hall after the little brat in her jammies, Jaye goes for the second option.
"HEY!" she yells after him, nearly sliding across the floor in her socks. "GIVE THAT BACK, YOU LITTLE PSYCHO!"
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(Anonymous) 2005-10-04 01:49 am (UTC)(link)no subject
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(Anonymous) 2005-10-04 02:02 am (UTC)(link)Faintly, the sound of godawful Polka music echoes down from the roof. (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/143593.html?thread=4409833#t4409833)
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It probably doesn't hear her due to the polka, so she decides to wander upstairs to kill someone.
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