http://strongestgirl.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-05-09 01:01 pm

5th Floor Common Room - Tuesday During and After the Meet and Greet

It's the 5th floor common room.

There's a sign on the kitchenette counter that says, "Pancakes being kept warm in oven. Help yourself and don't burn the place down."

There's also a horse in here.

A white horse with dark spots.

Watching TV.

Bitterwoman is on.
chasingangela: (book)

[personal profile] chasingangela 2006-05-09 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
A little intimidated by the mob at the welcome party, Angela went roaming through the dorms trying to find another sign of life.

Apparently, Old Man was it.

Angela scratched him behind the ears, helped herself to some pancakes, and settled on the couch with them and a book.

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-05-10 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
Peter noticed the red-headed girl on the couch reading. Not wanting to interrupt but feeling it would be rude to say nothing, he said "hi" and quickly followed up with "I don't mean to interrupt your quiet."
chasingangela: (confused)

[personal profile] chasingangela 2006-05-10 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
"It's fine," Angela said, glancing up. "Are you one of the new kids?"

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-05-10 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
"That I am. Peter Pevensie at your service." He stood up and bowed. "I'd been asking how you knew, but I don't think I realised how small the school was that all of us new kids stick out like a sore thumb."

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-05-10 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
Peter considered his inventive grammar and blushed slightly.
chasingangela: (cute)

[personal profile] chasingangela 2006-05-10 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Hi, Peter Pevensie. I'm Angela Chase," Angela said, holding out a hand for Peter to shake. "I've been here since September. Interesting place."

She wondered if Peter had figured out how interesting.

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-05-10 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
Peter scratched Old Man's ears and neck and didn't think about braiding his mane at all.

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[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-05-10 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
Peter took Angela's hand and bowed over it. "You're a long time resident of these parts then. Perhaps you could verify a story someone told me about a previous professor?"

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[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-05-10 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
Still carrying his bag of gear and shield, Peter stood in the doorway of the common room and took in the pancakes, horse, and... box with little tiny people?

He sat down on one of the couches and nodded to the horse asking "what are the little people doing?" before realising that outside of Narnia, horses didn't generally talk.

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-05-10 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
"You don't know? Or I should just let you watch the little people and not interrupt the action?"

He watched the young woman in thigh-high boots race after the robbers, blushing slightly at both the skimpy outfit and the fact he was apparently *watching* people who were a foot high. It seemed rather rude just to watch without offering aid.

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-05-10 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
After greeting Angela, Peter walked over to the Appy and offered to scratch him a bit.

[identity profile] mmmanchovies.livejournal.com 2006-05-10 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Pancakes! I love this place."

Fry helped himself to the pancakes. "And Bitterwoman! I used to love this show!"

He was caught up by the pancakes and the TV and being back in a civilization he recognized.

[identity profile] mmmanchovies.livejournal.com 2006-05-10 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
The horse caught his attention. "And a horse! Man, the fifth floor has everything." Then he noticed the other people in the room. "Oh, hi! I'm Fry."

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-05-10 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
Peter looked over from his conversation with Angela. "Good to meet you, Fry. I'm Peter Pevensie." He bowed slightly.

[identity profile] mmmanchovies.livejournal.com 2006-05-10 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey Pete. I think I saw you at the party. Are you a card-carrying new fifth-floor guy too?"

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-05-10 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, now that you mention it, I think I saw you there too. I live in...513 - I think. So, err, what is this?" He gestured to the television set where the scantily clad young woman was doing...something.

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[identity profile] electric-sitar.livejournal.com 2006-05-10 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Uwah!" Demyx jumped back out into the hall after. "It's a horse! Why is there a horse here??" Then he noticed the people, the pancakes, and the television. "...What happened to those people?" He asked meekly, wondering if they had gotten into trouble and had been shrunken or some such thing.

[identity profile] electric-sitar.livejournal.com 2006-05-10 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
Edging his way in, Demyx looked around. Maybe he should just skip the social gathering and go straight to his room.