Third Floor Common Room, Lunchtime

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

After a handwavey walk into town for supplies, Dawn set out a bunch of sandwich fixings, pretzels, chips of various descriptions, cookies, fruit, lemonade, iced tea, and soda.

A small handwritten sign told people to help themselves, so she didn't have to keep repeating herself.

As for Dawn, she sat down with a book to enjoy her hummus with cheese, sprouts, carrots and sweet pickles. Occasionally she sipped from her lemonade.


[ooc: Open to all, mod any sandwich fixings or side items you'd like.]

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[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"That sounds incredibly frustrating," Tyler said, thinking of the likelihood people were doing things in the name of Fight Club even with him far away, wondering if he even wanted to know. "Who's Arthur?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"It is," Walter said with a nod. "Arthur is Sir Hellsing, my employer."