ext_141420 ([identity profile] psycho-barbie.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2005-12-21 01:11 pm

2nd Floor Common Room. (Late Evening)

Callisto sat watching an old Bitterwoman re-run.

It was entirely possible she was lying in wait waiting for someone to make an appearance.

[ooc: Open to all.]

[identity profile] oatmanspatient.livejournal.com 2005-12-21 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
Marty the Elf takes the bottle and starts gulping down the rum.

He then makes a face and spews rum everywhere.

"That's not snowberry juice! That tastes nothing like it!"

[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com 2005-12-21 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't be wastin' it," Barbossa yelped, reaching for the bottle.

[identity profile] oatmanspatient.livejournal.com 2005-12-21 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
"IT BURNS MY MOUTH! IT BURNS MY MOUTH!" Marty says hopping up and down. Rum is flying everywhere.

[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com 2005-12-21 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
Barbossa watched him with wide eyes. He'd never seen such a blatent disregard for rum.

Well, other than that time with Squinty Pete. But Pete'd been on fire at the time, so it had been excusable.

[identity profile] oatmanspatient.livejournal.com 2005-12-21 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
Marty looked at Barbossa with look of accusation. "You're a bad pirate! You lied! You sit on a throne of lies!"

[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com 2005-12-21 08:11 am (UTC)(link)
Barbossa supposed he should be ashamed of something, given how Marty was staring at him, but he couldn't figure out what.

So he seized on the only part of the conversation that made sense. "I be sittin' on no manner o' throne!" he said. "I be standin' up!"

[identity profile] oatmanspatient.livejournal.com 2005-12-21 10:46 am (UTC)(link)
"You're nothing but a cotton-headed-ninny-muggins!"

[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com 2005-12-21 04:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Now he was just making words up. Barbossa could do that, too.

"You impertinent motley-minded varlet!" he shot back, crossing his arms over his chest.

[identity profile] oatmanspatient.livejournal.com 2005-12-21 04:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Marty the Elf gasped in shock. "Well... Well... You smell like beef and cheese! And your snowberry juice tastes like battery acid!"

[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com 2005-12-21 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Barbossa grinned. "Aye, I think I can live wit' that."

[identity profile] oatmanspatient.livejournal.com 2005-12-21 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Suddenly Marty the Elf has become happy again!

"Oh! Okay! I'm going to go spread *More* Christmas cheer!"

And he bounds off...