fandomhighdorms | Fifth floor common room, Tuesday evening

Entry tags:

Fifth floor common room, Tuesday evening

Nadia flopped herself over diagonally on the couch, one foot resting on the back, the other draped over its arm. She switched on the television to a rerun of AKA (the obligatory musical episode, it seemed, and wasn't Perth Tristow's dad just the creepiest thing ever, singing and dancing and wearing rainbow colors like--oh, wait, no, that's not AKA. That's the musical the actor was in in the seventies. . . ).

[ooc: Open!]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

"That would make sense for the Longstockings." Although that means that Arthur might live forever.

The funniest joke in the world still won't cure syphilis.

"It'll be an interesting class. What book do you have there?"

Walter held up the book, The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter. "This thing makes no sense at all, so I thought I'd start working through it a bit now."

"Ah yes, for Mr. Phale's class." Pippi said. "Read me one huh?"

~~Forcing the mun to go grab Good Omens~~

Walter dropped his pen at random on a page and began to read.

"Lette the wheel of Fate turne, let harts enjoin, there are othere fyres than mine; when the wynd blowethe the blossoms, reach oute one to anothere, for the Calme cometh when Redd and Whyte and Blacke and Pale approache to Peas is Our Professioune."

~~I never said I didn't have my evil streaks.~~

"Sounds like she's telling somebody to get together..." Pippi said dreamily. "...Over soup."

"Professional pea soup," Walter said dubiously.

"It generally tastes better when made by a professional."

"That's sort of a mundane thing to have a prophecy about."

"I rather think it's a prophecy about love." Pippi said dreamily. "Or maybe just sex."

"Maybe Mssrs. Red, White, Black, and Pale are going to meet somewhere for pea soup while flower blossoms are blowing and someone is turning to another love."

"Hmmmmmmm." Pippi mused.

Nah.

"What's another one?"

Again with the random page, random pen trick.

"He Is Not that Which He Says He Is."

Walter blinked. "That's both very general and very specific."

"I wonder who she's talking about?"

Walter shrugged and closed the book. "I have no idea. Tomorrow's not a book day. It should be fun, actually."

"Tomorrow is dance!"

"Nadia tells me that Billy and I are the only guys. I guess I'll be keeping busy."

"Well, the teacher is a guy." Pippi pointed out.

"Yeah, Nadia said. She said she'll dance with him for the demonstrations."

Pippi didn't blame her.

"So I am left to protect your virtue?"

"Yes. You'll have to protect me from all the girls swarming to dance with me."

"Given the choice between me and Nadia's tazer? I think it's for the best."

"Is the taser for me or the swarming girls?"

"This is Nadia we're talking about."

"Ah. So both."

(no subject)

strongestgirl.livejournal.com - 2006-09-06 03:39 (UTC) - Expand

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only