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] 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] ktarian-wildman.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 04:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes please," Naomi replied

[identity profile] ktarian-wildman.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 04:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thanks," Naomi smiles in response as she picks up a plate and begins putting pancakes on it, "I'm Naomi,"

[identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 04:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Faithful purred and jumped off of Alanna's shoulder to trot after Matilda. "Meow?" The girl rolled her eyes. "Spoiled little brat. Who are you, by the way? You look really young."

[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] ktarian-wildman.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 04:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah I love pancakes as well, one of my favourites," Naomi also laughed in response.

[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] threeweapons.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thank you." Faithful began lapping at the milk. Alanna chocked on her pancake. "You're thirteen and already my height? The world is not fair! I'm 18." Alanna pouted from her grand height of five feet.

[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] 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] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 04:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Pup jumped up to try to lick her sinuses face.

Walter decided she must have been so distracted by Pup that she missed the rest of the introduction.

"Walter Dornez. I'm just down the hall in 303."

[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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