http://lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-12-30 06:38 pm

Third Floor Common Room, Saturday Evening

After a very full day of chasing a small puppy through the ball pit in the closet and feeding and entertaining Berthold, Dawn was stretched out on the floor on her side, watching the DVDs of Wormhole X-treme that Molly had given her for Christmas.

"Okay, no one dies that many times..."


[ooc: Open!]

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-12-31 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
Dean wandered in, carrying a completely flaked out Hunter, sprawled over one arm. There had been much chasing of stray balls in hallways by the kitten under close supervision until he had finally worn himself out.

"Hey," Dean greeted Dawn. "What's on?"

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-12-31 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Sprawled out over a ball," he said grinning, and flopping down on the couch. Hunter didn't even stir. "All these balls randomly rolling around seems to be a kitten's idea of Disneyland."

[identity profile] l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com 2006-12-31 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey Peoples."

[identity profile] l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com 2006-12-31 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't look now but there's a big ball of fur growing on your arm."

[identity profile] l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com 2006-12-31 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
"What's this?" he asked, pointing to the tv.

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-12-31 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Sounds like you had a full day," Dean said grinning at her.

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-12-31 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
"That's Hunter," Dean said, glancing down at his sleeping cat.

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2006-12-31 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Heyyyyyyyyyy," Conner said as he came dribbling a miniature soccer ball into the common room, "isn't this that show with the guy who like freaking dies all the time?"

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-12-31 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
Dean blinked. "How did you- Ah. Squirrel spies."

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2006-12-31 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
"And there's like fifty million different planets but all of the ones with forests look like the same forest, and all the deserts look like the same desert, and so forth?" Conner sprawled across an armchair in the most inelegant possible manner and balanced the ball on his stomach.

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2006-12-31 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
"I love convenient space travel," Conner declared. "If it was that easy, I'd do that for a living."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-12-31 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, as a matter of a fact it was fun," Dean said, answering her question. "Not that it was anything spectacular. Just drinks and talk. Explaining various holidays to Alec." He smiled a little. "It's kinda fun to see his reaction to these things we all grew up as givens, y'know?"

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2006-12-31 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
"I wonder if you'd have planet-to-planet salesmen?" Conner wondered. "Or people doing community service by wearing orange vests and cleaning up debris in the asteroid belts?"

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2006-12-31 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, pretty excited. We're probably going to head to Caritas, 'less there's another party happening somewhere we don't know about yet." Dean chuckled at her second question. "I was telling him about Valentine's and Easter and how they're celebrated."

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