Sunday Evening, 3rd Floor Common Room

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter bustled in to the common room and unpacked the items he'd just picked up down at the Emporium, tucking the wire cutters into his pocket for the time being.

He put a pot of water on to boil and pulled out a pan to begin browning the meat.

Shepherd's Pie tonight for anyone who eats meat, which in Walter's opinion, should be everyone, but he knew that not everyone was as sensible as he. They'd have to miss out since he'd neglected the makings of a salad.


[ooc: open for dinner and interaction, Walter's making a very large meal to share with his new cohabitants, since he's a bit picky about what he eats and the cafeteria food doesn't sound as though it falls under his guidelines of acceptable food.]

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[section9-togusa.livejournal.com]

Hmmm...something smelled good. Togusa followed his nose to where the smell was coming from. Seeing a kid about his age cooking, he hoped that he would be serving goodies for the students often. Smiling, he walked up.

"Hey, you're new here, right? I'm Togusa. What are you making?" He extended his hand and sniffed again at the delicious smell coming from the pan.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Turning away from the stove for a moment, Walter stuck out his hand. "Walter Dornez. New, freshman, not a demon, watch out for gremlins, there may or may not be a squid in the downstairs pool, and Angel is a vampire. Oh. And I'm a butler."

He grinned, having just repeated Pippi's introduction with a few of his own additions.

[section9-togusa.livejournal.com]

"I saw some odd people, but who am I to judge?" Togusa shook Walter's hand firmly. "So," he asked, his mouth already watering, "do you cook stuff like this often? Cause I might get fat."

Before Walter could answer, Togusa heard the plaintive call for oil. "Blast." He realized that he had probably looked blank for a moment when he got that message. "I have to go. Save a piece for me!" He bolted away, hoping that his Tachikoma was not causing tooo much trouble. Or using thermooptics and asking around the emporium for natural oil.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter watched Togusa leave and shook his head. "Nice meeting you?," he said to the boy's retreating back.

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Alphonse wandered back into the common room because my god, I'm real bad about moving this kid to and fro with a please looked on his face.

"Real foooood..."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Al." Walter waved and gave his roommate a grin. "I told you that I'd be cooking. You'd better not be one of those vegetarians I keep hearing about, though."

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Can't say I am. I'll eat pretty much anything, give or take a few things."

He took a spot on the table, awaiting the meal that was to come.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Old fashioned home cooking. At least for my home. Shepherd's pie. It's a meat pie with mashed potatoes on top." He finished with the meat and spread it in the casserole with other fresh ingredients he'd been chopping while talking to Al. "But I forgot the salad, so it's a carnivore's dinner mostly."

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Alphonse did a mental cheer, watching as Walter prepared the food. "Sounds good! I don't think I've had that before, can't wait to try it."

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

After having quite a nice talk with Maia, Pip wanders out to see exactly what the smell from the Common Room is. He stares down at the food in front of him and look up at Walter. "You know," he says, "I thought you were pretty cool. But this? This? British food?"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Alphonse turned, spotting Pip walking into the room as well. "Oh, hi! I haven't seen you since our first day here."

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip smiled. "Yeah, I've been off in happy happy jet lag land. Spent most of the time sleeping. How have you been doing over the past couple of days?"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Oh, pretty much the same thing. Not doing much of anything, but getting around. Except the jetlag part, I'm not sure what exactly that is."

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip smirked. "Jet lag is when you suffer from a sudden time zone change. Like, I was on the other side of the world. When it's noon here, it's midnight there. I came from the other side of the world straight here on a flight with no time to acclimate. Thus my rythms are thrown into all sorts of crazy hell. But I'm good now. Have any trouble adjusting to the new... what was the word we used... realm?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"What else do you expect from a Brit, Frenchie? Feel free to go eat the cafeteria's musical food if you want." Walter grinned and dished himself a plate.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip pulls out a pack of cigarettes. After lighting one of his own, he extends the pack to Walter. "Between British food and cafeteria food? Hmmm. Tempting. But at least I know what this food will taste like. Whatcha got? Please don't say fish and chips, or there will be violence."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Taking a cigarette with a nod of thanks, Walter grinned. "Shepherd's pie. I hate fish and chips. In fact, I hate fish."

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip laughs. "Then there's hope for you yet, sir! You're the second person I've met who hates fish, though. I'll have to look into changing that." Pip starts to fix himself a plate of shepherd's pie. "So, Walter, tell me about yourself. What part of England are you from?

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

Victor wandered in, looking for Bridge but finding him nowhere. Instead, he found the guy from the gym last night, plus two others that he hadn't met yet.

"Hey, Walter," he said with a slight wave. "What are you up to?"

[ooc: i can play for about, like, 30 minutes before i have to get going. living at a school sucks sometimes (i actually do in RL! weird, huh?)]

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Hi Victor." Walter gave the new arrival a friendly wave. "I was making some dinner. Grab a plate and have a seat. That's Pip Bernadette," he nodded toward the boy with the eyepatch. "And my roommate, Alphonse Elric." Another nod toward the boy in red.

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

"Heya Pip, Alphonse," he said, nodding at each as he grabbed one of the plates. "Hey, Walter, have yo seen Bridge around by any chance?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter shook his head. "I haven't met anyone named Bridge yet, sorry. What does he look like? Please don't just tell me tall with dark hair like that guy did yesterday."

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

"Well," Victor replied, reaching for his almost-ever-present camcorder, "If this is the right tape I can show you." Using the view window, he searched through the tape until he saw the sign for free candy. "There it is," he said, pausing on a flattering close-up of Bridge giving a smile and a wave.

[ooc: bridge_carson is who he sees.]

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip waves in greeting. "Heya. Don't think we've meet?"

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

"Hey," he said as he played around with his camcorder. "I'm Victor Borkowski. I live over there in room 335. You?"