http://strongestgirl.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-12-02 09:17 am

5th Floor Common Room - Saturday Morning

Pippi is making breakfast like ya do.

She's also taking stock of how much space the kitchenette and fridge has for storage of staple items.

She might go down to the store today and buy provisions herself as a trial run for her StuCo project of providing food on the weekend.

In the meantime, the siren smells of pancakes, sausage, eggs, and coffee waft around the 5th floor and possibly up and down the stairs as well.

[[ooc: It's the most important meal of the day! You don't want to go dealing with an invasion on an empty tummy do you?

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-12-02 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Peter followed his nose to the Common Room. "You are a food-making wonder, Pippi," he said with a grin.

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2006-12-02 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Peter laughed. "I could possibly help you out like that," he said. "But is there anything I can do to help you first?"

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[identity profile] l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com 2006-12-02 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mornin' Pete."
nadiathesaint: (food)

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Nadia wandered into the common room, following the smell of food. She was holding her left arm carefully, but wasn't wearing the sling. That seemed to make her extraordinarily happy.

"Hey, Pippi!"
nadiathesaint: (cheerful)

[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2006-12-02 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Nadia rolled her shoulder carefully. "A little stiff, but I think it's okay. Any plans for today?"

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[identity profile] joxertehmighty.livejournal.com 2006-12-02 06:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Joxer wandered up the floor to the fifth by the smell of sausage.

"I smell food," he said, stating the obvious.

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"Morning, Joxer," Peter said with a wave.

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[identity profile] proudsidekick.livejournal.com 2006-12-02 06:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Layla followed the smells and grinned when she realized they were coming from the common room. "Mmmm, breakfast," she said happily.

[identity profile] l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com 2006-12-02 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey, long time no see."

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2006-12-02 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Food. It definitely had the ability to cheer you up. Just like painting.

River appeared in the kitchen, various paint stains on her face, hands and dress.

[identity profile] l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com 2006-12-02 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey River. Doing some decorating?"

[identity profile] kitty--fetish.livejournal.com 2006-12-02 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"I knew I smelt something good," Alphonse said as he wandered in. "Morning, Pippi."

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-12-02 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip leapt in and struck a dramtic pose. "I am here to raid all of your eggs and sausage. Hand them over, lusty wrench."

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Billy thought maybe he should back away from the couple's flirting.

[identity profile] l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com 2006-12-02 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good morning." Billy greeted. The Fifth Floor could usually be counted on to provide food. He had vague plans to go out and do some kind of exercise today, probably not in the gym, but possibly.