5th floor common room, early Sunday morning

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

For some reason River felt compelled to throw kitchen knives at the wall. She made a point of not hitting Proty the octopus or the little fish, and was reasonably successful.

"Cutting through air," she mumbled as she hurled a knife. "Stuck." It hit the wall just above the octopus's head.

"Flying like deadly popcorn."

River spun around and threw another knife.

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[mmmanchovies.livejournal.com]

Fry walked in as the knife flew towards the wall. "Ooh ooh! Throwing Knives at the Wall! I love that game."

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River handed him a knife. "You do?"

[mmmanchovies.livejournal.com]

"Well, to watch. From a safe distance." He stepped away from the knife.

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River shrugged and hurled the knife she add offered him at the wall. It hit one of the little fish. She covered her face with her hands. "Nooo."

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

Peter may have been on cloud nine but the sound of kniving hitting the wall of the room he was walking into definitely cut through that. "Good morning, River," he said. "Did the wall look at you funny?"

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River tilted her head, still looking at the wall. "Air is too think. Need to sharpen knives."

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"A whetstone might work better," Peter observed as he went to boil some water for tea. "Would you like some tea?"

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

"Yes, please." River threw another knife at the wall. "I like tea."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Nadia had fallen asleep with him as a pillow (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/733042.html?thread=50938738#t50938738) here in the common room the night before, so Walter was there at the start of the knife throwing, but he was practicing one of Alfred's lessons about not being seen; it was early and he didn't want to wake Nadia because he was chattering on.

He did, however, eventually wave to River.

[ooc: Mostly just establish-y while I wait for the meds to make my migraine let me sleep. Will pick up when it isn't 5:30 my time.]

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River waved to Walter, smiled, and threw another knife.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter made a mental note to see about getting Al up here to fix the wall.

"Feeling like you need some practice?"

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River frowned. "Knives need flying sometimes."

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

Peter nodded to Walter when he noticed him and offered him a cup of tea.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter nodded back and smiled, indicating the offer would be very welcome.

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

Peter smiled back and brought over a cup of tea in one hand and milk and sugar in the other.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia hadn't moved or made a sound for awhile, despite the fact that she was dreaming not terribly nice things about various people she might kill, up to and including Sydney Bristow. Just when she was about to fire of Sydney her eyes snapped open and she lay silently, scanning the room.

Waking up instantly was supposed to be another trick she'd picked up in training, but as she watched River throw knives at the wall, she couldn't help but wonder if she was still dreaming.

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River smiled and waved at Nadia.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia waved back, still very confused. Was there something attacking?

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter realized that Nadia was awake and brushed a bit of hair back from her face. "How's your head?"

[nadiathesaint]

"It hurts. But I'm thinking a bit more clearly now. I think."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker had come upstairs, hoping to find signs of Nadia or her camera, but this was kind of sad. "Hey. Nadia?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia mentally stuck this ping in between remembering things with Walter and River killing the painted octopus waved. "Hi Parker. I have your camera. Sorry for stealing it yesterday."

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

Then it happened. A knife stuck in the middle of one of Proty the Octopus's painted eyes. River gaped, then beagn to shake.

"I killed him," she whispered. "Now he is dead and pinned to the wall."

She curled up into a ball on the floor.

[nadiathesaint]

Aw crap. Nadia slowly pushed herself off the couch and, despite being sore in many fun new places and having a headache that wasn't planning to quit, crouched down next to River on the floor.

"River, it's okay,"

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

"No. Shouldn't have killed Proty." River had her eyes covered with her hands.