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fandomhighdorms2006-10-12 09:00 pm
Fourth Floor Common Room; Thursday Night.
Setsuna was still a little bummed about War Theory being cancelled this week, and fulfilled her deprevation by gathering together a bunch of films about war (a heavy percentage of them being samurai flicks) and got ready to watch them. She made a lot of popcorn in the hopes that others might stop by, and she could get her fix of waxing intellectual about tactics and strategy with them. She needed her theoretizing, people. And this was assuming that a certain boyfriend didn't drop in after work before that and cuddle war theory right out of her head. Because that was known to happen on occation.
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"'Suna!"
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"No, no. You're okay. Heh." She was carefully trying to set the popcorn bowl aside now.
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nope, not before.
"Helloo-" They cut off at the sight of Setsuna and Jude.
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She blinked quite a bit at the sitting on the lap thing, knowing why she was blushing, but wondering why she suddenly had an urge to pull Jude onto her lap as if to match them.
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"What's this one about?" Kaoru lowered his voice some and turned to the movie.
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"War," she explained, quietly, lamely.
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"Goddamn fuckballs, do I gotta cold shower you two?" he said with a grin.
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"Don't you even dare, John!" She gripped the arm and back of the couch as if ready to launch herself in attack at him, eye wide but not quite seeing her accidentally abused boyfriend.
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"And, no, John, I don't need to see the twins in a wet t-shirt contest. No offence, boys."
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Now, if it was to take off their shirts... that was another story. Getting wet should not be a part of it.
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Ew! No twincest for you! Subtext!John covered Mathilda's eyes(no subject)
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