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?]

Comments

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Well, maybe," John comments. "Hey, if Anakin, uh, Annie can wear it, anyone can."

[fates_jaye]

She raises an eyebrow. "He's Annie now? Please tell me he's going to sing. I can go search his room for the bantha bell."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"He hasn't offered to sing yet," John tells her. "Keeps saying he's a slayer and that he wants to patrol after Final Jeopardy. This is just weird."

[fates_jaye]

It's really hard to figure out the weirdest part of that sentence. "Why wait until after Final Jeopardy? Why not just wait for Wheel of Fortune to end, too?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Because Vanna turns the letters too slow? Because Annie likes Alex Trebeck better?" John shrugs. "He's wearing a skirt. I'm still stuck on that part."

[fates_jaye]

Jaye tilts her head to check out Anakin's legs. "They're not bad," she says. "Wow. I have never said that about someone's legs before."

She decides not to try looking up his skirt, omg.