in the Common Room

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In the Common Room, seated in plain sight, anyone who wanders by can see the following with a note attached:

Mr. Fluffypants is seated in front of a pile of objects which may look familiar to some people*:
--some flannel shirts
--mediocre grunge CDs
--a book of possibly bad poetry (Mr. Fluffypants reserves judgement)
--several novels, including "The Grapes of Wrath," "Anna Karenina," "Frankenstein," and a Harelequin, "The Pirate Who Seduced Me"; all of which bear the inscription, "Property Of Rory Gilmore"
--some coffee mugs
--a bit of poetry with the name "Paige Matthews" clearly on it in at least one place
--spare vambraces and knee-guards
--Art TA notes (with doodles of swords and various weapons in the margins)
--some studded leather hairties
--a pack of cigarettes
--a half-empty bottle of floral scented hair gel
--a copy of Catholic Weekly, which doesn't look very Catholic at all
--a sophisticated looking communication device
--a pair of combat boots
--Advanced Negotiations notes (with doodles of "AS + PA = <3" covering more of the paper than the actual notes)
--a banthabell
--a set of love letters
--ballet shoes which are a size 7 and rather worn ("K.P." written in Sharpie on the inside of each heel)
--a silver Tiffany alarm clock that won't stop buzzing
--a picture of Mary Steenburgern
--New Kids on the Block sheets
--a textbook packed with important looking notes
--an antique cross necklace

For those who care to look hard enough (it's not that hard), Hamlet and Duo are hiding behind a nearby couch, snickering. Well, Duo is snickering and Hamlet is trying to not snicker--or, at least snicker in an emo way in a way befitting that of someone who does not snicker.



*[[ooc: If you would like your stuff stolen, and subsequently hoarded, by the Pink Terror, let us know.
EDIT: We will edit the post to reflect stolen things, then respond at will.
EDIT AGAIN: As it's now 2:30 AM for Duo-Mun, Mr. Canute Mimir Fluffypants will refrain from stealing anything else at the time being. We'll play out the last things added, though, so yay! And thanks so much for playing with us, guys, we had a blast! XD]]

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[phases-of-kitty.livejournal.com]

"Ok," says Kitty. "How's about this: You give me the shoes now, and I'll bring you pie from Deb's tomorrow?"

[(Anonymous)]

Mr. Canute Mimir Fluffypants worries that Kitty might not follow through on her promise. He gives her a look that says he wants an IOU as a promise. He knows where she lives.

[phases-of-kitty.livejournal.com]

Kitty sighs. She finds a scrap of paper and scribbles on it, "Mr. Canute Mimir Fluffypants - IOU one (1) pie. To be delivered tomorrow, Sunday October 16th. - Kitty Pryde"

She hands him the piece of paper. "Can I have my shoes now?" she asks, putting her hands on her waist.

[(Anonymous)]

Mr. Canute Mimir Fluffypants scans the IOU into his database with his eye lasers and then adds the paper securely to the pile. He nods to Kitty to take her shoes. He's getting pie! Glorious, glorious pie! He'll figure out what to do about the having-no-mouth problem later.

[phases-of-kitty.livejournal.com]

Kitty takes her shoes from the pile and gives Mr. Canute Mimir Fluffypants a pat on the head. "Thank you!"

[(Anonymous)]

Mr. Canute Mimir Fluffypants squeaks slightly from the pat and waves happily.