http://lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-07-15 09:36 am

Meerkat Cabin, Saturday Morning

Dawn woke up and padded to the bathroom, showering while there was still hot water, brushed her teeth and hair, tying it up in a ponytail because it was hot. She got dressed and grabbed a notebook and pen, then went into the living room, where she tried to write a letter to Buffy. So far she wasn't having much luck.

[ooc: Open to Meerkats and anyone else who feels like flailing.]

[identity profile] twohalvesofaphd.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 02:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Zack stumbled into the living room, yawning and still damp from his shower. He nodded and waved to Dawn.

[identity profile] twohalvesofaphd.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 02:19 pm (UTC)(link)
After pouring himself a coffee, Zack held up the jug and pointed to it.

[identity profile] twohalvesofaphd.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 02:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Zack nodded and put the jug back down, before sitting down on the couch with his coffee and copy of Gray's Anatomy.

[identity profile] twohalvesofaphd.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 02:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Since it was hardly a secret, Zack obligingly tilted the book so Dawn could see it better.

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 04:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Having no plans to get up at any particular time, Molly was deeply asleep.

[identity profile] twohalvesofaphd.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Zack crept up and poured a large jug of cold water on Molly.

It was purely coincidence that a large amount of the water went over Molly's torso.

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Molly shrieked and sat up. Or, she would have shrieked if she'd been able to make any noise.

Pulling her soaked hat off her head, she glared at Zack. "What did you do that for?" she yelled. When no sound actually came out, she cleared her throat and tried again. "What--" She put a hand to her throat and gave Zack a confused look.

[identity profile] twohalvesofaphd.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Zack pointed innocently at his throat, and shrugged.
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[personal profile] can_be_more 2006-07-15 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Aeryn actually hasn't noticed anything wrong. Not so talkative, this one. It isn't until she comes outside and starts to say "Hey," that she stops, frowning at herself.

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 06:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Molly waved to Aeryn and then looked around for paper and a pen. Finding them, she wrote quickly and held up the paper so the others could read it.

No one can talk? Any idea if it is just our cabin?

Could the Stickbugs have done this?
can_be_more: (battle braid!aeryn)

[personal profile] can_be_more 2006-07-15 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
It takes Aeryn a moment to read it, and she's already hating this. She shrugs, shakes her head, and mimes shooting in the direction of the Stickbug cabin. Then she shakes her head again. No, she doubts it's them. Because then they would die.

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Molly nodded and made a throat slicing gesture. She turned to write again and then held up the paper again.

Dawn, what were you saying in my alcove?

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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-07-15 07:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Xander knocked firmly on the front door, the sound of his knuckles hitting wood even louder, after all the unnatural silence, than he'd intended it to be.

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 07:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Molly went over and opened the door. Seeing Xander, she mouthed, "Hi," and waved him in.
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-07-15 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Xander walked in, nodded, pointed at his throat, then glanced questioningly at everybody.
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-07-15 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Xander frowned, then drew something that looked... vaguely like the faces in the pictures Buffy had showed them, only... hopefully less disturbing than Giles'. No spurting blood, for example. Since, you know, he only had the black pen.
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[personal profile] can_be_more 2006-07-15 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Aeryn frowns, and tilts her head a little at it. It doesn't look like a happy picture. And because she's focused, she points at the board, mimes shooting at it, and looks hopeful.

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