ext_26757 ([identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-07-06 08:08 pm

Second Floor Common Room - Evening

Parker dragged her laptop, Esme, and a stash of Diet Coke into the Common Room, clicked on the Z-Cases, and started surfing the net. Presents don't buy themselves.

She also threw popcorn at the screen whenever one of the Cabal members tried to explain about their Secret Plans to Rule the World.



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[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
Bridge wanders into the Common Room, TK ball in hand.

"Hey, dude."

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Yep," Bridge grins.

"Hey, Esme," Bridge says to the rabbit, because it's only polite.

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
Molly walked into the common room and stopped when she saw people there. Pulling her hat lower over her eyes, she glanced warily at Dawn, then headed directly for the fridge.

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
Dawn followed Molly, but headed for the cupboards to start rummaging.

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
Bridge obligingly sets the ball rolling slowly around on the floor.

"Um... well, I personally am a fan of gadget-y stuff. Or tools. Dunno if Jarod likes that kinda stuff, though."

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
Bridge raises an eyebrow at Parker. "You're overlooking the very obvious solution here."

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
Molly glanced at Dawn, very mildly panicked, before opening the freezer door to look for ice cream.

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
It's possible *Bridge* looks mildly offended as well. He waves a hand. "Hello? Person who makes unusual upgrades to everyday electronics? Sitting right here?"

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Food shortage," Dawn said quickly. "Brought on by the four foot raccoons up on the Fifth Floor. They're holding my slippers hostage."

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
There might have been snickering coming from the freezer.

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
"You want something built from scratch, or an upgrade?" Bridge asks.

[identity profile] multi-madrox.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
Jamie walks in and flops down on the couch carrying an encyclopedia. "Hey all. What's the good word?"

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
"They didn't specify, because, hello, raccoons," Dawn rolled her eyes in an aggrieved manner at Parker, "but using a very rudimentary version of charades, they seem to want junk food. Anyway, there was a lot of knocking over garbage cans, so I guess that's what they meant."

"As for my slippers?" She shuddered theatrically. "You don't want to know. Oh, the humanity..."

Yeah, that was probably too much.

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Auxesis." Bridge replies automatically.

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-07-07 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
Biting her lips to keep from laughing, Molly closed the freezer door after pulling out a carton of ice cream. Still without looking at Parker, she went over to stand behind Dawn.

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