Second floor common room, Monday night

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After his disasterous meeting with CJ, Jack headed back to the dorms to go hide in his room. Unfortunately, the door was locked, and he heard voices. Presumably Kara had something going on in there that she wanted to keep private.

With not many other options, he poked his head in the second floor common room. For once, it was empty. Jack gathered all the couch cushions, went to a corner, and built a cushion fort around him. Finally, he was blocked from view by a large pile of badly upholstered pillows.

[[OOC: He's there, just not feeling friendly. Come, poke him, or try to watch TV in a room where someone has stolen all the cushions off the couches.]]

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[mrs-tate.livejournal.com]

Jessica notices an unfamiliar face enter the room. Jessica closes her book, gives a short wave and smiles.

"Hello dear? I am sorry to bother you...are you looking for someone?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"No, just wondering what all the cushions are doing in the corner there," Parker said, pointing. She blinked. Dear? That was new. "I'm Parker. You're another new student, right?"

[mrs-tate.livejournal.com]

Jessica stretched her neck to look at the pile of cushions, then looks at Parker and points to the cushions. "I didn't put those there" Jessica says with a laugh. "And yes, yes I am. I'm Jessica Tate, and its wonderful to meet you."

[ooc - Is Parker wet from said water fight? Just wondering, so Jessica could maybe comment on that :)]

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Pushing wet hair out of her face, Parker shook her head. She walked over, and tugged one pillow out of the pile, peering in at the fort. "Anyone in there? Hellooooo?"

She turned back to Jessica without moving away from the fort, smiling. "Well, Tate, it's nice to meet you. I do wonder what someone is up to here, though."

_{[ooc: hair yes, clothes no-- she's got dry pajamas on now]}

[mrs-tate.livejournal.com]

Jessica takes the books off of her lap and places them beside her, folding her hands over her lap. She has that concerned face of her's on. "Hmm. Well, whoever that someone is, they must have had some reasoning, don't you think? Maybe...maybe it is someone's idea of art? An abstract sculpture maybe, for an art class assignment perhaps?" Jessica stares at the cushions, then adds "Not exactly my taste...but creative nontheless."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker moves away from the fort; whoever's hiding in there is being quiet, and for all she knows, they fell asleep in there.

"Around here? It could be a habitat, an art piece, or a political protest. Or all three." She grinned, and put her pillow down next to Jessica, collapsing in place with a yawn. "Excuse me. I just got out of a water fight."

[mrs-tate.livejournal.com]

Jessica smiled and moved her books to give Parker some more room.

"A water fight?...oh my...Well, the water here may not be Brita quality, persay...but fighting with it is not going to make it taste any better. Besides...water really doesn't have the ability to fight back. Its a bit of an unfair fight you see."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker blinked, and wondered which one of them was terribly confused. Or maybe Tate was messing with her?

"Riiiight. Well, uh, all the combatants ended up suffering, so I think it was a draw." Her lips twitched. "Although the water may tell you otherwise."


_{[ooc: And I collapse, exhausted. We can pick up tomorrow, though, if you want.]}

[mrs-tate.livejournal.com]

Jessica simply smiled and nodded her head.

[ooc: I'd like that. Goodnight :)]

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

After the water fight (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/375084.html?view=16067628#t16067628) in the 3rd Floor Common Room, Parker's too wired to sleep. She's hoping to find an old episode of Bitterwoman or the Exposed Folders to watch, but... that would only work if the couch was all there.

"Hey. What the heck?"

She turned around in the room, and blinked at the pillow fort.

[mrs-tate.livejournal.com]

Back in her room after her first day of class, Jessica isn't really as tired as she thought she would be. Instead of flipping through her family photo album for the one-millionth time since she got to Fandom, Jessica instead picks up her books and heads out into the common room to get some work done. Jessica looks at the cushionless couches and cocks her head, completely oblivious to the cushion fort in the corner.

"Hmm. This room sure looks...inviting...Oh well!" Jessica shrugs her shoulders, smiles, sits down on one of the cushionless couches, and tries her best to sit up as properly as possible as she quietly begins to flip through a book.

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Susan comes into the common room carryinng a book and a blanket, apparently settling in to do some reading for the evening. She sees the piles of cushions and manages to put her hands on her hips despite her armful.
"Now, really."