2nd Floor Common Room [Saturday Afternoon]

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After recieving textmessages from Xander updating him on the situation- and the fact that everyone was going to be confined to dorms tonight- Bridge decided to venture out of 121 and up to the second floor common room. He's got the TV on and is sort of half-paying attention to it. Mostly it's just there to drown out the eerie quietness.

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Alanna made a zipper motion by Faithful's lips and grinned. Faithful sighed and pounced on the ball.

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Parker hid a smile behind her hand, then waved a hand at the food. "Shrimp," she mouthed, tilting her head at Faithful. "Yum?"

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Faithful nodded and trotted over to Miss Parker. His face had a very clear "feed me for I am a poor innocent kitten" expression on it. Alanna was giggling, a lot.

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Parker started giggling when Alanna did, silently, and offered Faithful a serving of Kung Pao shrimp, along with some Scallops & Scallions. She shook her head, and offered Alanna a box of Sesame Golden Chicken.

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Faithful dug in. The poor shrimp never had a chance. Alanna nodded her thanks and looked around for a fork.

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Parker offered chopsticks, clicking them together. And a napkin, just in case. Then she wrote, How's it going? on her whiteboard.

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Alanna looked at the chopsticks in fear and mimed using a fork. She wiggled her hand so-so and pointed at Faithful with a thumbs-up. Then she pointed back at Parker.

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Parker crossed her eyes and stuck out her tongue in answer to the question, then dug around in one of the bags until she retrieved a plastic fork for Alanna. Bored!

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Alanna giggled at the image and took the fork with a nod of thanks. She kind of flapped her hand in a vague guester of "so what else?"

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Parker wrote down:

Maybe demons, not sure, Xander & Bel checking. Hate lockdown. Worried about Jarod, in town. Cedric, 'cause Jack is.

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Alanna skimmed the note and made a writing gesture.

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Parker gave her the pen, then fished her last whiteboard out of the bags of stuff she brought, and handed it over.

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Alanna scrawled something on the board that looked like June silly ow? Have we kul ti demon? She probably should have stuck to charades. Or written slower.

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Parker tries to read that, then writes What? underneath the first part, and I think that's why they're making us stay inside under the second, pouting.

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Alanna simplified her message. Jarod? This sucks.

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Parker made a face, then wrote: Okay. Mute too. At the Sin. Not. Here! Then she pouted at Alanna, shrugging hugely and helplessly.

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Alanna shrugged. Want to help

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Exactly.

Huge, silent sigh.