3rd Floor Common Room; Evening-ish.

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

His own room wasn't exactly large, so Alphonse opted to invade the common room instead. Small piles of paper were scattered on the floor all around him, along with notebooks filled with scribbles; most of them were lengthy paragraphs of notes and others had varying versions of alchemic arrays.

He sat, read and reread, and contently ate a box of cookies in the meantime.

[ ooc: Open to all. Poke at will. ]

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[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Hello there, passing acquaintance," Walter said as he sauntered through the door and dropped into a chair, pulling out his Sociology book, because he studies for that class like whoa.

"What are you working on?"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Alphonse looked up, waving to Walter quickly before scarfing down another cookie. "Just looking over some of these," he replied, lifting up a sheet of paper for him to see. "I'm not busy with anything else, so I figured looking more into this transmutation theory wouldn't hurt."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Looks like interesting stuff. Do you have someone here who is teaching you or do you have to learn on your own? I do not remember hearing about an alchemy class."

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"I pretty much study this on my own now," Alphonse answered. "There aren't any alchemy classes here, unfortunately. That would be fun." He beamed a grin at Walter, but it quickly faded as he turned to him with concern. "You sure you're okay, Walter?" Naturally, his condition didn't go unnoticed to Alphonse.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Yes. I am alright. You know how it goes." Walter shrugged it off, his cheeks pinking slightly.

"It is too bad you do not have an alchemy teacher. Do you know if anyone else around here - other than your brother - knows anything about it? You could make a study group."

[section9-togusa.livejournal.com]

Togusa had been wandering around after class and stuck his head in. "Hey Walter." He sat down on a couch and waved at Alphonse.

"What happened to your hand?"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Oh, hi!" Alphonse put down the few sheets of paper in his hands. "I haven't seen you since Saturday. You're okay, right?"

[section9-togusa.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I've been okay. Just been around. How about you?"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"I caught a bit of a cold from all the snow," Alphonse laughed at himself sheepishly. "I'm a little better though. Other than that, it's been relatively normal." He paused, shifting through his papers with a wry look. "... Or as normal as things get around here, anyway."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter held up his wrist and shrugged. Hell, it hurt a lot more now thanks to Alfred.

"Snowmen. Just like most of the other walking wounded. I do not think it is too bad."

[section9-togusa.livejournal.com]

Togusa looked closely at Walter face. "What on earth happened to your face?" He looked and saw Walter's hands. "And you hands?"

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

Victor heard some voices coming from the Common Room and decided to check them out. Maybe Walter was there and could explain why he hadn't shown up at lunch.

And he was. Victor tried to not look hurt as he plopped on the couch and waved.

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Victor," Alphonse greeted. "Haven't seen you in a while, either!"

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, hey! Sorry I keep stealing your roomate. When are we gonan try to go to kareoke again?"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Oh, that's where he is every night?" Alphonse waved it off. "It's not a problem."

He crossed his face, thinking. "You still want to? I don't mind arranging for it again."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter waved to Victor and grinned. "Hey, come over here, I was just about to talk to Togusa (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/440940.html?thread=19217772#t19217772) about that thing I mentioned."

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

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<ooc:*facepalms* Um...okay...can we just kinda ignore that, then? pretend he just came in not all upset? Please? :)]</small>

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Food

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter disappears to Victor's room and returns shortly with some sausages he'd been intending to use for the dinner he wasn't cooking for a bunch of people tonight.

Instead he was going to cook dinner for a bunch of people?

He started throwing together the dough while the sausages boiled.

Re: Food

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

"Um...okay. What should I do?"

Re: Food

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Not much. Once the dough/batter is ready, the sausages go inside and everything gets baked. It is easy, filling, and will not take long."

Re: Food

[section9-togusa.livejournal.com]

"Need some help there?" Togusa leaned forward.

Re: Food

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Yes, start telling me about illicit drugs and ways they can be delivered in food. I have an assignment due tomorrow."

Re: Food

[section9-togusa.livejournal.com]

"Uh...drugs? Like pot in brownies and cocaine when it really was in Coca Cola?" Togusa eyed the food. "Are we test subjects?"

Re: Food

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I blame the brownies for tonight. You probably would've remembered about the party if it hadn't been for those jerks at Empire Records."

He may have grumbled a bit as he moved around the kitchen.