Suite 239/240

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

The room is spotless. All the beds are made with precision corners, and fluffed up pillows. There's no sign of any of the broken fluffy bunny plates, or any mess which might have accumulated.

Even the fridge has been sorted and tidied, and all the bottles of alcohol are organized by type and size.

Elizabeth is sitting on the floor by the DVDs, ensuring that they're all in alphabetical order.

Nervous? What do you mean, she's not nervous?

The half-empty bottle of wine in the fridge, and the wrappers from the box of chocolates suggest otherwise.


[ooc:Please feel free to come and distract Elizabeth from arranging her clothes by color next. Not that she would do such a thing... no...]

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[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::knocks on the door after having attended QP::

Hey, anybody in?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*looks up from Chocolat*

Hello!

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Hey Liz. ::smile:: Just wanted to drop by and tell you I voted... oooh, whatcha watching?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Chocolat I realized when I was, ah, sorting the DVDs, that it's not one I've seen yet and I wondered if a movie about chocolate would work to keep me away from the chocolate and also my mind off the elections.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

A movie about chocolate? This I have got to see.

::sits down next to Liz::

Worried about the election, huh?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*laughs* Well, it's about a chocolate shop at least. It's based on a novel, which I am ashamed to say that I've not read either.

Nervous? Not so much... Well, yes, in a way. But it's the kind of nervous that I can't really explain... y'know?

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron knocks on the door after his fence meeting, he's carrying two bags.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Come on in, the price is right!" Elizabeth calls

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Cameron smiles at Weir. "Is Janet around?"

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Hey," she smiles back. "I can safely say that no, she's not in this room. And not because I've just cleaned out anywhere and everywhere she could have hidden in the last hour"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Oh," he dumps one bag on the ground. "We were going to get Crichton new pillows. She got the covers and I just bought the pillows. And I promised to make her dessert."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Ah, right. Do you want to wait for her in here?"

[can_be_more]

Aeryn walks into the room for what might have been felt like the first time in days, and looks around appreciatively. "This is certainly a change."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth waves at Aeryn. "Hey there! Told you I'd help clean up" She grins

[can_be_more]

She smiles a little. "Bored, or avoiding something?"

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Nervous energy. I hate waiting, and I've done all my homework, so..." She trails off and looks around the room. "Voila?"

[can_be_more]

"Right, the elections," Aeryn says, taking the nearest seat. "I'm sure it'll be fine."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Yo!"

[can_be_more]

"Yo," she says back, though it still feels silly saying it. "I haven't seen you in a while."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"I've been laying low?" Cameron clears his throat. "I did leave you a voicemail."

[can_be_more]

"I heard it. You needed to talk to me?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron hands Aeryn a bowl of ice cream (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/170960.html?thread=5665232#t5665232).

[can_be_more]

She looks at it. "What's this?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Chocolate ice cream, hot fudge and brownie. If you like chocolate, you'll love this. It's called 'chocolate is my life'. But I really have to go now. Let me know what you think of it."

[can_be_more]

"Um. Okay. Thanks," Aeryn says, looking at the bowl. She's assuming you eat it.