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Jaye Tyler ([personal profile] fates_jaye) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-01-25 06:12 pm

Burninated second floor common room, Wednesday night

Jaye's got her table again, and her computer chair, wheeled down the stairs from the fourth floor. Because everything's burninated.

Her flags are back. You know you want one.

The donation tin's back, too, by the way. Don't be cheap.


[Stuff's getting delivered tomorrow to make it oh so pretty, I swear. I just can't handle two potentially big posts in one day. *g*]

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-01-26 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
John's got something in his hands when he comes by the second floor common room.

"Jaye? Are you homeless?"

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-01-26 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
John eyes the flags. "Huh. Sure, why not?" He tries to take the flag but the thing in his arms gets in the way.

"Oh, wait. I forgot. This is for you." (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh/554119.html?thread=26030471#t26030471)

[identity profile] peter--parker.livejournal.com 2006-01-26 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
While passing by, Peter saw the flags. He laughed. These could come in handy someday. "Those are great," he said, dropping a couple of dollars into the donation tin.

[identity profile] peter--parker.livejournal.com 2006-01-26 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Thank you," Peter said, taking the flag. "Isn't it nice that you don't always have to snark me to death?"

[identity profile] anole-x.livejournal.com 2006-01-26 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
Victor passed by on his way back to his room, and paused when he saw the table. Curious, he took a close look...and but up laughing. "These are great!" he said, taking a few bills out of his wallet. "Can I get two, please?"

[identity profile] anole-x.livejournal.com 2006-01-26 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Two will be cool, thanks," Victor replied, putting an extra bill in with his donation. "Good luck not dying," he said, taking the glittery items and heading back to the stairs.

[identity profile] actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com 2006-01-26 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
Archie wanders up absolutely with no intentions of leaving a snarky note on Anders's door and heads straight into the common room when he sees Jaye.

"So this is what you were making last night?" he asks, shaking his head and laughing. "You are crazy, you know."

[identity profile] actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com 2006-01-26 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Do you want mine?" he asks dryly. "That way I don't have to be in it with Anders."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-01-26 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
Parker stopped by on her way back down from Isabel's room. "Oh, you're *kidding* me. Your deathwish has burst into full bloom and eaten your brain?"

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-01-26 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
"I was thinking more of the ninja," Parker said, bemused, "But maybe it won't get back to her, so... gimme one." She stuffed ten dollars in the collection box.

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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-01-26 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
Xander, getting out of Isabel's way so she could rest in peace, headed for the common room with his laptop, but as seemed usual recently, there wasn't anything going on in the 4th or 3rd foor rooms. He figured on heading straight down to the lobby given the condition he knew 2nd floor as in, but then he saw a light in it, after all. Curious, he left the stairwell and poked his head in. Followed shortly thereafter by the rest of him, when he saw Jaye camped out with company.

When he caught sight of the flags, he snickered. Hard. "I gotta admire your... something," he said, dropping a buck and a twinkie into her donation tin, and twirling a glittery flag between his fingers.
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-01-26 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
"I could offer to pay with the only other commodity I've got easily available," Xander said with a shrug, "But I figure Archie doesn't need another detention, so I'll save him the trouble and me the bruises."

He tilted his head. "Actually I could pay with entertainment, though. Uh, not the kind that would get me bruised."

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[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com 2006-01-26 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
There might be some sad sniffling coming from the strangely unburninated shrub in the corner.

If shrubs could be depressed about ninjas, of course.

Which they can't.

So there's probably nothing to see.

Move along.

[identity profile] likeguidelines.livejournal.com 2006-01-26 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
The shrub sneezed.

If shrubs could sneeze.

Then hopped out the door.

If shrubs could hop.

It was wondering if it could go brood on the beach.

If foliage was inclined towards brooding, of course.

Which it's not.

[identity profile] oatmanspatient.livejournal.com 2006-01-26 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
Marty walked into the lounge, not caring that it had been burninated. "You're still alive Tyler? How come you haven't been shot or shish-kebobbed?"
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[personal profile] swerval_zero 2006-01-26 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
((When the pretty stuff gets delivered, handwave in some tan berber carpet for me?))