http://bookwormwood.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] bookwormwood.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-09-05 10:34 am

3rd Floor Common Room, Tuesday Late Morning/Early Afternoon

Matilda had woken up a bit late craving pancakes. She had brought along a fairly large box of pancake mix because her mother knew it was her very favorite food. She even had a gigantic bottle of syrup to go along with it. She decided to make some before class. (Un)fortunately she got a bit carried away and made way more than she could eat. She waited around and left the griddle on in case she could find a few people to eat her leftovers.

((ooc: Free until about 1:30 eastern time, gone for class for an hour then back again for the rest of the night))

[identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 03:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"New kid with food." Alanna greeted as she came in with Faithful on her shoulder.

[identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 03:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"I have sharp claws." Faithful said sleepily. "Is there any milk?" Alanna rolled her eyes. "He's rude and obnoxious." She began putting food on a plate. "I'm Alanna, by the way. The small furry one is Faithful."

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 05:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Alanna, Faithful." Chad had a nod of greeting for the both of them, but, most importantly, a hello scritch behind Faithful's ears, if it were allowed, and a rather unwelcomed and generally ignored (albeit amusing) thought to do the same to Alanna.

[identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Person." Alanna replied. "I know you have a name. Remind me again?" Faithful purred.

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[identity profile] ktarian-wildman.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 03:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Naomi decided to venture into other floors common rooms, something that she hadn't since arriving at Fandom, she saw people that she didn't recognise, which was she wasn't surprised with as she will meeting new people and saw also saw pancakes, one of her favourite foods, "hi," she said as she entered the common room.

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Chad offered Naomi a wave.

[identity profile] ktarian-wildman.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 05:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hi Chad," Naomi said as she waved in response

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[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 04:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Walter was up and foraging, and lucky him, there was food. A small black dog scampered in with him and started sniffing the entire room, wagging his tail in a blur the entire time.

Walter waved to the new girl and smiled. "Good morning."

[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 04:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Pup ran over to her and bounced around her feet, staring up at her with six glowing red eyes.

"Thank you. That's Pup. I'm Walter. You're new?"

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 04:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Chad had come into the common room to get a bag of ice for his jaw; what he found were pancakes.

"Free food?" he guessed, a very small current of hope underlying his voice.

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 04:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thanks," Chad nodded to the little girl. Ice first, though, as his jaw was killing him, pulling out a plastic bag and filling it up, pressing it against his face. Once that was done, he served himself out some pancakes with his free hand. "You make all these?"

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[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
While Walter was getting pancakes, Pup ran over to investigate the huge person and see if he could get some attention.

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 04:20 pm (UTC)(link)
That was definately a puppy in the corner of his eye. Chad got a little excited, turning slowly, looking down and preparing to crouch down at pet the dog. But he stopped about half-way, hand extended out, when he noticed a particular abundance of eyes and teeth on this one. "Huh," he grunted. This was certainly different. He decided to wait and see if six eyed dogs were friendly around here before getting too far with the petting.

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[identity profile] 2-twin-devils-2.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 04:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Being the recent vultures that they are, the twins mosey down the hall to find out where that lovely smell is coming from.

[identity profile] 2-twin-devils-2.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Gladly." They don't seem like they're in any particular mood today. Just... blank as they grab plates and choose a few.

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 04:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Chad, ice pack to one side of his chin with one hand, gave the twins a wave-less wave with the other as they came in.

[identity profile] 2-twin-devils-2.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 04:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey strong-guy. What happened? Get in a fight?" Hikaru snickers a bit at the thought.

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[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2006-09-06 06:27 am (UTC)(link)
John stumbles down the stairs into the common room, his FreeFoodDar pinging.

"Pahcahes?" He said, midyawn.