Fourth Floor Common Room [Wednesday afternoon]

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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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Faith rubbed her forehead. Her brain hurt.

"Sure, Annie. We can go on a patrol," she said. "I haven't gone in a while, so it should be fun."

Heading out on patrol...

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Anakin clapped his hands together and squealed. "This is going to be so. much. fun. Ohmigod."

He held up an absolutely empty hand. "I've already got my stake with me, but do you need to stop for supplies?"

Re: Heading out on patrol...

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Faith made a face halfway between laughter and throwing up. "Nice stake. I'm set, actually You ready to go?"

Re: Heading out on patrol...

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"Absolutely." Anakin practically bounced out the door.