3rd Floor Common Room [Friday Night]

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Still leery of the energy emanating from the 2nd Floor Common Room, Bridge decides to move up a floor. He's sprawled on a couch, reading a book he'd bought from the Book Fair, with several other books spread out on the couch around him.

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[soldtoarmenians]

Xander? Still reading the introductory appendices to the Tev'Meckian/English Dictionary. AKA the interviews with the actors.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Good book?" Bridge asks Xander after a while, looking up from his own book to peer at him.

[soldtoarmenians]

"Getting Nesmith to write the intro? Baaaaaad idea," Xander says absently, flipping the page. "He can't remember his own character's backstory, let alone Dr. Lazarus'."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker waved her copy of Cyrano at Xander as she came in, and curled up in a corner chair. "Hey. Counselor guy. Whose boyfriend is no longer a ferret thing."

[soldtoarmenians]

Which of course reminded Xander of the exact circumstances under which his boyfriend became no longer a ferret thing. He coughed and glanced down at his own book, hoping he hadn't turned any pinker than usual. "That... would be me, yep."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders has the minicomp from Outdoorsmanship in one hand and his new book on Mickey Mantle in the other hand, on top of the box of cupcakes.

There's also a rectangular bulge in his jeans pocket suspiciously the size of a romance novel, but he's not going to talk about that.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Hey!" Bridge says cheerfully as he spots Anders.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Bridge-dude! You must've been hungry last night on the air, man, so I got you some cupcakes." Anders sets the box down next to Bridge with a flourish and picks up the Mickey Mantle bio off the top of it. The other book (http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0373770359/qid=1149895578), however, pops out of his back pocket and lands cover-up on the floor.

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander looks up from his own book, and gives Anders a wave. "Hey. Everybody went book-shopping today, huh?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders shakes his head, a little bemused. "Dude, I went book shopping. If that's not a sign of the end of the world I don't know what is."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Ooo, cupcakes." Parker made pleading eyes at Anders.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Parker." Anders laughed and snagged a cupcake out of the box, then slid it over to her on top of his new copy of Dangerous Curves (http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0373770359/qid=1149895578). "You really have to ask?"

[multiplez]

"Hey, Bridge," Z said as she came into the room, carrying a copy of Blake's Songs of Innocence and Songs of Experience. "What brings you all the way up here?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Second floor common room is all... vibe-y," Bridge waves a hand vaguely. "Third floor is vibe-free, however!" He grins at Z.

[multiplez]

"Welcome to the land of no vibes, then," Z said with a grin. "We hope you'll be happy here, and take this as proof positive the third floor is better than the second."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Hi, Z. What're you reading?"

[multiplez]

"Poetry. I figured I should improve myself or something." Z frowned at her book. "Somehow, I don't think these poems are about flowers..."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker wasn't taking a chance that Anakin and Rory had staked out the Second Floor Common Room this late in the evening. So she grabbed Cyrano and the Hawking, and headed up to the third floor. "Hey, Bridge. What did you get?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Oh, you know. Recipe books, dream interpretation books, science fiction... all sorts of things."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Dream interpretation?" Remembering her dreams yesterday, Parker shuddered. "Appropriate."

[fatalvoyage.livejournal.com]

Tempe walked into the common room, her two weetiny kitty friends in tow. She paused at the door, doing a double take as she saw who was present.

"Hey guys. What are you all doing up here? I know at least some of you live on the second floor," Tempe said, yawning. "Not that I don't love the fact that someone other than me is finally populating this room."

She found a comfy patch of floor and sat down, weetiny kittens scrambling up into her lap.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Bad vibes," Bridge explains, making a face.

[fatalvoyage.livejournal.com]

"Bad vibes?" Tempe asked. Then, she nodded, figuring he'd elaborated about all he was going to. "Okay. Mi common room es su common room and all that." She yawned again.

[multiplez]

"Well, I live here--well, actually, I live with you. Hi. But you knew what I meant."

[fatalvoyage.livejournal.com]

Tempe turned to look at Z. "Wow. Okay. Didn't even see you. But you're right, you're definitely from this floor." As if that really needed to be clarified. "I guess I just don't see you in here very often."

That's right, Tempe, but then again, most *normal* people don't spend half their lives in the common room. Alone, Tempe thought to herself.