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]

"Agreed." John looks over at Callisto. "Suggestions? Clinic? Damn, wish I knew how to reach that Obi Wan guy I met at the Halloween party. Bet he'd know what to do."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Uh, Professor Padme might know how to reach him, since they seem to be from the same place." Callisto stratches her eyebrow "Until then, I'd say at this point our best bet is to try and keep him out out trouble."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"He doesn't remember Obi Wan," John says and frowns. "Zero thinks it's a gremlin bite. She's heading to his room to see if the critter's still there."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Gremlin, huh? So we're on the 'keep Anakin out of mischief, or at least save pictures for blackmail purposes' plan then?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, Zero says to let him watch tv until the venom runs its course." John frowns again. "Where do all these damn gremlins keep coming from?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Who knows?" Callisto glances at the wallclock. "Frak! I'm going to be late for Sociology, keep an eye on him, will you?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Right," John says with a sigh. "We'll see if I can keep him here with gameshows or something."