http://union-jane.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] union-jane.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-07-01 01:28 pm

Fourth Floor Common Room//Saturday morning

So...the first thing that Seras had noticed upon waking up was that Nadia's sleeping pills? Very effective. One glance in the mirror had told her, well him that he had, infact, managed to sprout a Y chromosome...among other things.

He'd stared in the mirror for maybe ten minutes, playing Simon Says with his reflection. Then, he'd grabbed jeans and a T-shirt and headed down to the Fourth Floor Common Room to grab some breakfast before work.

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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-07-01 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Nadia was on her way up from the third floor, looking for a common room that might be serving breakfast.

She didn't recognize Seras immediately. "Um, good morning,"
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-07-01 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Nadia was pretty sure she'd never seen this guy before. But he knew who she was. So it had to be someone from the school, but she'd . . . .

Ohhhhhh!

"Morning, Seras. I see you found some clothes that fit."
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[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-07-01 05:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, that's what they're for. So, what do you think you'll do on your day as a boy?"

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[identity profile] bound2blade.livejournal.com 2006-07-01 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Food? Was very good. Upon a pretty heavy, post-flight sleep, Sakurazaki drifts into the common room, still in PJs and slight sleep mode, to attempt replenishing her carbohydrates again. Hopefully this time without any interuptions. And, plus, she'd forgotten to take care of her bowl of rice. Ooooops. That was going to be fun to clean.

"Ohayo," she says to those already there, behind a hand as she yawns and shuffled in.

[identity profile] bound2blade.livejournal.com 2006-07-01 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Sakurazaki's head tilts slightly at the new person. Still seemed slightly familiar, but she couldn't place a name...She bites her lip slightly, reaching for the bowl of rice she left out yesterday. Great, someone who's name I've forgotten.... "Um, 'morning," she says with a slightly red face and wave of her hand. Her stomach rumbles. Come on, brain, think. Name, name, name...

[identity profile] bound2blade.livejournal.com 2006-07-01 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
The stomach rumbles again, very strongly. It didn't know what a full English was any more thank Sakurazaki did, but it knew it was food. That was all it needed to know.

"Yes, please," she says, face even more red from the horrible sounds coming from her belly. She places a hand over it as if that'd make any difference. "Breakfast would be lovely."

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[identity profile] ranma-sao.livejournal.com 2006-07-01 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Ranma is toting a leashed Mizu back up the stairs from a walk. He peeks in and sees a few people, including a boy. Ranma doesn't know why but he feels a sort of kinship with this... boy... he never met before. He tempts a shy wave as Mizu pulls to get closer to them. "Hullo."

[identity profile] bound2blade.livejournal.com 2006-07-01 06:23 pm (UTC)(link)
The bowl of rice nearly goes slamming back down on the counter again. So much for her interuptions theory. "Good morning, Ranma," she says, looking down into the bowl. Only partially because of shame or embarrassment. She's briefly wondering if dogs can eat rice...especially rice that's been sitting out for a few hours.

[identity profile] ranma-sao.livejournal.com 2006-07-01 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Mizu promptly answers her musings as he slides out of his collar, hops onto the table to sample some. Mmm rice. "Hey Setsuna."

[identity profile] bound2blade.livejournal.com 2006-07-01 06:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Sakurazaki blinks a little at the escape-artist dog. And arches a slightly confused eyebrow at Ranma. Dogs were weird.

But it did answer her question, and made clean up a lot easier. She sets the bowl down on the floor. "Go get it, boy." She's talking to Mizu, just for clarification.

[identity profile] ranma-sao.livejournal.com 2006-07-01 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thank you. His name is Mizu. And I'm Ranma what's your name?"

[identity profile] bound2blade.livejournal.com 2006-07-01 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Wait, Seras?"

No, she wasn't eavesdropping in hopes to catch the forgotten name during their introduction. No, not at all...

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[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-07-01 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Walter, after handwavily carting camping supplies out to the preserve, followed his nose to the smell of not just free food, but free home cooking.

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-07-01 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Walter didn't recognize this guy. "I don't say no to free food. I haven't seen you around here, though." He held out his hand. "Walter Dornez. You're a semi-new student?"

[identity profile] bound2blade.livejournal.com 2006-07-01 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Sakurazaki waves. "Ohaya, Walter."

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-07-01 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good morning, Sakurazaki. How are you today?"

[identity profile] bound2blade.livejournal.com 2006-07-01 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
She smiles sleepily. "Tired." Her stomach rumbles. "Hungry."

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