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notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2006-01-03 02:23 pm
2nd Floor Common Room (Tuesday)
Elizabeth had added her poster next to Parker's.
It was her only poster at the moment. There was no point in plastering the school with them if she decided not to run in the end.
Vote Elizabeth Weir as Junior Student Council Representative
She headed back to the corner table where she had started her jigsaw puzzle last week.
She looked distracted, and occassionally glanced across at the poster. Why was she running? Was it because she felt that she should?
[[Come and help with the puzzle, or, if anyone wouldn't mind trying to talk her out of this emo funk she's got herself into, that would be very much appreciated!]]
It was her only poster at the moment. There was no point in plastering the school with them if she decided not to run in the end.
She headed back to the corner table where she had started her jigsaw puzzle last week.
She looked distracted, and occassionally glanced across at the poster. Why was she running? Was it because she felt that she should?
[[Come and help with the puzzle, or, if anyone wouldn't mind trying to talk her out of this emo funk she's got herself into, that would be very much appreciated!]]

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"You can swim in leather?" Lee asks, thinking about the logistics of that.
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"Parker's real name? What is it? How mad is she?"
Sam shook her head. "No, you can't. It gets all heavy and tight, which Callisto apparently already knew. She stripped it off before she dove in to save Rory, who'd been pushed in." She grinned. "This, was, ah, before we found out about the serious lack of squid."
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He looks very conspiratorially at Sam and whispers, "It's Maureen. And she didn't look too happy last night." He shrugs, hoping to catch up with her better today as it was a madhouse in the common room last night.
"So how many of you pursued this wild and wet beastie?" he asks, laughing.
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"Maureen, huh?" Sam smiled. "Pretty."
Sam thought about that. "Um, there were seven of us, I think--me, Jaye, Marty, Rory, Archie, Callisto, and Crichton. It was a good time, even if most of us did end up swimming in our clothes."
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Lee ponders if gesturing with apples has anything to do with wormhole theory."Ah," Lee says, nodding."I think it suits her," he says, oblivious to the omg first name angst.
"And did you find the squid? And what did you do with it?" Lee asks, a bit confused at what really happened that night. Dun dun DUN DUN.
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"No," she said, laughing, "we never did find the squid. In fact, we have no idea where it is, but we know for sure it's not in the pool."
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"Your dad was a pilot?" Sam asked. "Funny how these things run in families, isn't it?"
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