Third Floor Common Room, Saturday Afternoon

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn meant to be studying. She had a ton of work to do, after all, not the least of which was memorizing demon traps. So, her notebook was out, as were the handouts from Hunting, and she had a protractor, a ruler, and a pencil, and she had been practicing drawing the designs, right up to the point where she got hungry about ten minutes after she started working.

So now she was engaged in experimental food assembly--after doing some foraging, she grabbed an apple, a banana, some raisins and dried apricots, a couple of flour tortillas, a jar of crunchy peanut butter, and the container of marshmallow fluff. Kind of the Dawn take on burritos, but it probably wouldn't be fatal.


[ooc: Open, as common rooms are. Experimental cooking and/or non-lethal study group, anyone?]

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[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"He doesn't mind, though he prefers climbing them." He pulled Hunter gently away from his shirt. "Want to see him?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Yes, please," Chad said, quickly, holding out his hands. He was happy to hear that Hunter liked to climb; Chad consisted of a lot of climbing space.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean carefully handed his kitten over and Hunter blinked at his new surroundings. "Mrrr?" he said questioningly.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad grinned a little as he carefully held the kitten in his large hands; too, too cute. "Hey, Hunter. 'M Chad."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Hunter sniffed delicately at Chad's thumb, then rubbed the side of his face against it.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad wondered if it was just the peanut butter that had caught Hunter's attention, but it didn't matter, because that was just too damn cute. He brought Hunter in, cradling him against his broad chest so he could free one of his hands. He carefully scrtiched behind the kitten's ears.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

A purr all out of proportion with the kitten's size began to come from Hunter.

Dean grinned. "That seems to be his biggest weapon."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad's eyes widened just a bit. "I'll say," he grunted.