Sunday Evening - Fifth Floor Common Room

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

Peter was sitting on the couch with a bowl of popcorn in front of him and a box of cookies from J. GOB.  He'd found some Coca-Cola (and still couldn't get over the fact it came in cans now) and was flipping through the channels on the TV.

Oooh, war movie.  That looked interesting.  The planes looked familiar too.  Peter sat forward in his seat as the title rolled.  Rescuing Corproral Smith?  Did they make movies about World War II now?


OOC: open for all of course but especially saltandammo

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[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Hmmm," Bridge says. "You know, I can't recall."

[soldtoarmenians]

"Well, if you're planning on kissing me anytime tonight? You probably should. I'm not some cheap kiss whore like, say, Krycek. I need first names, at least."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge laughs. "Well, I suppose I could introduce myself, then. First and last name, even. Bridge Carson."

[soldtoarmenians]

"Hi, Bridge Carson. My first name is apparently Cuter, last name Xander." Xander tilts his head. "Unless my first name is The, and Cuter is my middle name."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Think we should get you a nametag, like all the new students have been wearing?"

[soldtoarmenians]

"I have one," Xander points out. "English Peter made it for me. It's on my door now."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Oh yeah," Bridge says. "It was on your shirt. And then you took your shirt off."

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander snerks. "And then you lost track?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Well... yeah."

[soldtoarmenians]

"Okay, it's possible I only remembered because I found it when I was getting ready to do laundry today," Xander admits.