Second Floor Common Room

Rory toddled out to the common room with LWB III, Holly, and several other dolls and stuffed toys with her. She also had a soft pink blankie.

She plopped onto the floor approximately a foot from the television, and began to watch Itchy and Scratchy, intermittently giggling around her thumb, which was firmly lodged in her mouth.


[ooc: So, Rory was bitten by a gremlin earlier. She now thinks she's about three or four years old. She still looks like she's seventeen, though, in spite of the icon. Also, she'll recognize people, but only if you're someone she knows pretty well. And don't expect her to process a whole lot. Rory was a very precocious toddler, but there's a limit, really.]

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2005-12-30 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Hmm. Well, okay, can you just pick one of 'em and draw 'em, then? Whichever one you feel like."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2005-12-30 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
Anders looked at the picture, immediately turned bright red, and just stood there grinning like the world's biggest dork.

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2005-12-30 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, it gets that way," replied Anders. "Like, every time other people say things about me and Cally, like that we're cute or something. Or draw cute pictures of us like this."

He tilted his head upward and exclaimed, "Hey! Pictures! That's what we need. Good thinking, Rory."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2005-12-30 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes," said Anders, just as seriously. "Yes you are. You really helped me out the other night. And the picture was an awesome idea, too."