5th Floor Common Room, Afternoon

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Lyra walked into the fifth floor common room, chatting over her shoulder to Blair. She moved tot he kitchenette, and rummaged around in the fridge until she found the eggs, butter and a frying pan. What that was doing in the fridge, she had no idea. She shrugged, marking it off mentally as another weird quirk of this increasingly weird place.

She cracked a few eggs into a bowl (that came from a cabinet, this time) and began making omlettes for the two of them and anyone else who came in and begged.

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[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River heard the sounds of someone cooking, and made her way to the kitchen, Berthold in tow. She saw Blair and a girl she didn't know. Probably a newbie.

"Hello!" she said.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair took a seat on the counter and watched Lyra cook. "So you like to cook?"

[daemonridden.livejournal.com]

"Hullo. Don't think I know you. I'm Lyra Belacqua." She wiped off a hand on her tartan skirt and held it out to shake.

[daemonridden.livejournal.com]

Lyra laughed. "Omlettes are the only thing I'm even a little good at. And baked beans. And toast. In my world, we always had servants to cook."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Beans on toast!" Blair grinned. "So yummy."

"Servants, huh? How's it like living without them?"

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River shook her hand and smiled. "I'm River Tam. You're new, I assume. Where are you from?" She grinned. "And more importantly, what are you cooking?"

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River waved to Blair. "Hello!"

Berthold waved too.

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"I am new. Me and Pan came here on... Monday, yeah, that's right." A pine marten nodded from his perch on her shoulder, hoping River didn't touch him.

"We're from Oxford, in another world." Lyra grinned back. "I'm making omlettes; would you like one?"

[daemonridden.livejournal.com]

Lyra shrugged. "There were lots of times I had to do without them. And at St Sophia's, my last school, there weren't servants except for the ones who cooked and manned the laundry. Everything else, we had to do ourselves."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Hi River!" Blair waved and looked at Berthold. "Who's your friend?"

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"That's good at least. I'm glad you're not struggling without them now." Blair smiled.

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"Nah. We adapt, me and Pan." She reached out and grabbed a plate from the same cupboard that the bowl came from (though she was tempted to check the fridge first, just in case) and shimmied the omlette onto it.

"Here you go," she said, putting the plate in front of Blair.

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River waved to Pan. "Hello there, little one." She looked at Lyra again. "I'd love an omelette. And Berthold too." She pointed at the blanket behind her that hid the tentacled monster. In fact, a tentacle was being extended and waved at Lyra.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Thank you!" Blair bounced and dug into the omlette eagerly. "Fmpph mm dopph!"

Which was supposed to be 'this is good' if Blair didn't have his mouth full.

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

"You haven't met Berthold?" She turned to the monster that kept hidden under the blanket. "Bertie, say hello."

A small tentacle reached out and waved at Blair.

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Blair arched his eyebrow and waved back at the tentacle. "Nice to meet you, Bertie."

Blair grinned and River happily. "Come up with anymore songs?"

[daemonridden.livejournal.com]

Lyra laughed at Blair's eagerness. She turned back to the stove to cook another for River.

[daemonridden.livejournal.com]

"Okay. Do you want cheese in it?" Lyra cracked two eggs into a bowl, waving at Berthold with an eggshell.

"Is he your daemon?"

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

"Not yet," River said. "Have you? I've made up some dance steps though." She demonstrated something that involved spinning around a lot.

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

"Cheese is nice. And Berthold isn't a daemon, he's a monster."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair hopped off the counter and spun alongside River. "Yay I love spinning!"

[demonbelthazor]

Bel wandered into the common room. Mmm, demon smell food.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair waved his fork at Bel.

[demonbelthazor]

"Omelets?" Bel said hopefully.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Lyra made 'em. She might make one for you if you ask nicely." Blair grinned.