5th Floor Commonroom - Sunday Afternoon

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi is here making sandwiches. Have one, won't you?

Her laptop is playing music, because she can't sing herself.

This song kinda reminds her of somebody... Now who could that be?

Early in the morning risin' to the street
Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet
Got to find a reason a reason things went wrong
Got to find a reason why my money's all gone
But I got a dalmatian and I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a mother fuckin riot
Life is too short so love the one you got cause you might get
runover or you might get shot
Never start no static
I just get it off my chest
Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest
Take a small example
A tip from me take all of your money and give it up to charity
Lovin's what I got
It's within my reach
And the sublime style's still straight from long beach
It all comes back to you you're gonna get what you deserve
Try and test that you're bound to get served
Love's what I got
Don't start a riot
You feel it when the dance gets hot
That's why I don't cry when my dog runs away
I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don't get angry when my Mom smokes pot, hits
the bottle and goes back to the rock
Fuckin and fighting it's all the same
Livin' with Louie dog's the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin come back to me.

[[ooc: open]]

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[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

A huddled lump on the couch moved.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi crept over to the couch with a bottle of fizzy lemonade and a sandwich.

She peered at the huddled lump.

Possibly touched the cold bottle to what could be the back of somebody's neck.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

That somebody's hand might have latched onto Pippi's wrist with a speed that she might expect from that somebody.

The muffled grunt that would have come with it, didn't.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi put her other hand on the hand on her wrist and attempted to pull up the lump.

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras, who had stayed up long enough to watch the sunrise before letting herself drift off to sleep, opened one eye at the sounds of other people moving around the room.

She stretched a little and noted that whatever Tommy had sprayed on her hands had worn off. They'd begun to throb in earnest.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter sat up, because, hey, strongest girl in her world. He let go of the wrist and grabbed for the lemonade instead.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter, after being woken by Pippi in a somewhat chilly manner, waved to Seras.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"..." Good morning sleepy head.

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras waved back.

With a smile and a wink, she pressed both hands together and rested her heand on them in the international symbol for sleep.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Sign.

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras smiled and mouthed Hi back.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter rolled his eyes and smiled, mouthing I slept. A couple of hours.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi held out a sandwich with an inquisitive look on her face.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter rolled his eyes at her and held out a hand to demand the tool of his waking.

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras accepted, mouthing thanks

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras nodded then scribbled:

SAW NOTHING
THEY DON'T LIKE CROWDS

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi passed him a sandwich and the fizzy lemonade.

She looked around the room and then pat the couch with an inquisitive look on her face.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi nodded.

Then she put her hands together and rested her head on them in a sleeping gesture, closing her eyes with a smile. And then opened them and pointed at Seras with a questioning look on her face.

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras nodded to indicate that, yes, she had slept.

A few hours, anyhow.

She shrugged and tucked into the sandwich.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi holds up her minicomp which is displaying the email application (http://badassbutler.livejournal.com/7696.html) and shakes it a little.

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras peered over Pippi's shoulder, read Alfred's message, and then fired off an email (http://badassbutler.livejournal.com/7696.html?thread=99088#t99088) of her own.

She hoped it would be helpful.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

*thumbs up*

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras smiled.

ANYTHING NEW?
APART FROM OBVIOUS

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras nodded.

MEANT IN A NON-DEMON SENSE, REALLY
JAMIE GOING TO BE OKAY?