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]

"Haven't gotten close enough yet," John says. "Not sure I should be checking Anakin out. I don't know if he's got that sword thingy on him."

[swerval_zero]

Where would he put it in that outfit?

It's definitely gremlin; see the bite on his ankle? D'you know his room number? It might still be there. *hefts croquet mallet*

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"405, I think. Need any help?"

[swerval_zero]

I've got it.

If a parrot that swears in Russian an' Chinese flies in here, try to let it not leave until I get back, okay?

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Right. Keep the parrot in the room. Got it. Good luck!"