http://just-add-starch.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] just-add-starch.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-01-23 08:28 pm

First Floor Lobby [Monday Evening]

Fraser's taken enough time to go back to his room, change out of his uniform and into jeans and a sweater before he ends up back in the first floor lobby of the dorms.

He's sitting on one of the benches in the lobby, reading a book from the library he'd acquired earlier and just keeping a general eye on things. Later, he'll venture outside, make sure the school was still secure.

[If you'd like to meet and/or talk to Fraser, the new security guy, now's your chance. Go for it.]

[identity profile] replicarter.livejournal.com 2006-01-24 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
Eighth peers in looking for Doctor Pierce and is pleasantly surprised by a new pretty face. "Hello?" she says.

[identity profile] replicarter.livejournal.com 2006-01-24 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Fine and thank you, sir," she replies easily. "You're new to Fandom, I suppose? Haven't see you around."

[identity profile] replicarter.livejournal.com 2006-01-24 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Well well well, Mr. Fraser," she says, eyeing him with far more interest now. "Head of... security? I think I'll sleep a lot safer now with you here."

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[identity profile] actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com 2006-01-24 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
Finally venturing out of his room for the night (these class-free Mondays were making him horribly lazy), Archie stops and kind of ogles at the sight of an unfamiliar face. After all, the man has a hat with as much character as his own.

"Hello. Are you new around these parts?"

[identity profile] actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com 2006-01-24 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
Archie perks up a bit at the sound of the word "Royal," though "Canadian Mounted Police" throws him a bit. "Ah yes, I had heard that our previous head of security was gone. A shame, rather, as he was quite the singular personage, but I'm pleased to see that no time was wasted in choosing a replacement. And such a pretty replacement, at that."

He smiles and offers his hand. "Archie Kennedy, Royal Navy and member of the sophomore class. And doing all right this evening, thank you. Yourself?"

[identity profile] actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com 2006-01-24 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
Archie laughs nervously. "To tell the truth, I'm not entirely sure. It was quite the displacement, both time and placewise. Supposedly I was sent here to fill some gaps in my education, and give me a better chance at promotion, but I'm beginning to doubt that. At any rate, here I am, and all things considered, adjusting decently enough."

He tilts his head a bit. "And you? How did you come to be this far south?"

[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com 2006-01-24 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
Pippi is on her way out of the building when she sees a new guy in casual clothing hanging out in the Lobby.

"Hello there." she says pleasantly, "Are you lost?"

[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com 2006-01-24 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh!" she says, extending her hand, "Hello, I'm Pippi Longstocking. I'm a new Freshman."
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[personal profile] sooo_cute 2006-01-24 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
Ooh, hot guy.

"Hi," Quinn says, smiling happily. "I'm Quinn. You must be new."
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[personal profile] sooo_cute 2006-01-24 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Very good," she says. "So you're... foreign? I couldn't tell without a European accent or anything but foreign is good."

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[identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com 2006-01-24 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
Blair wandered into the lobby and sat his last bag of cookies on a table.

"Cookies, anyone?"

[identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com 2006-01-24 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
Blair smiled at the man and stuck out his hand. "Hi, I don't believe we've met. I'm Blair Sandburg, freshman. You don't like cookies, man?"

[identity profile] suzotchka.livejournal.com 2006-01-24 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll take a cookie," Ivanova drawled, heading through the lobby and snagging one. This was her lucky junk food night.

[identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com 2006-01-24 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
Blair grinned and bounced. "Enjoy! Take two!"

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[identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com 2006-01-24 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
Not long after Pippi had gone up stairs, a clattering and clopping could be heard from the stairwell.

A white horse with black spots burst from the stairs and skid across the tiles.

Two figures in large dark coats and hats, one short piratey looking one holding the reins, and one tall cowboy-y looking one with a long read scarf riding in back.

The horse adopted a sitting position and skidded across the tiles of the lobby. As it did so, the short rider waved to Fraser and called out,

"Good evening again Mr. Fraser! Don't worry, we'll be back in a jiff!"

As the horse continued to slide it curiously brought up one of its forelegs and caught the latch bar to the door. Causing it to swing open as the horse righted it self and galloped away.

The door slammed shut and suddenly it was quiet again.