Fourth Floor Common Room [Wednesday afternoon]

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin came traipsing (yes, traipsing) from his room wearing a mini skirt and a leather bustier.

He walked into the fourth floor common room and announced to all and sundry, "In every generation there is a Chosen One. She alone will stand against the vampires, the demons and the forces of darkness. She is the Slayer." He tossed back his imaginary hair. "I am that Chosen One!"

He then sat down in front of the television and devoted himself to his other sacred quest: mocking the people on Jeopardy.

If someone is looking closely, they might notice a gremlin bite near his ankle.

[OOC: Anyone want to help the poor boy out?]

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[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Ana...Annie, y'know that news about Angelus has me feeling awfully insecure." Callisto does her best to look scared and vunerable, despite the armour. "I don't suppose you'd be able to protect me."

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

"I'd be happy to, but I think I need to go patrolling," he said. "It should be a quick night, though." He smiled reassuringly. "I'm sure you'll be fine while I'm gone."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Darn it! "Well, if you're sure, although maybe you could walk me home from Hockey practice tonight."

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin nodded eagerly. "I could totally do that. Fandom Town can get scary after dark."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Thank you, Annie." Just remember to bring your lightsaber. Callisto started mentally throttling the little voice.