Fourth floor common room, Sunday morning

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean was in the kitchen making breakfast for whoever happened by as he occasionally was wont to do. Hunter was with him, stalking across the back of the sofa and sniffing curiously inbetween the cushions. The tv, thankfully had been dispossessed of whatever weirdness that had had it playing pirate porn the night before and Dean had it tuned to nothing more provocative than some music videos.

All in all it was a fairly cheerful morning.

[OOC: free breakfast for any who wants it.]

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"A planet called Antar," Isabel answered. "But I doubt you've heard of it. No one has. I'm pretty sure it's in the far corner of the universe somewhere." Curious, she looked at him, "So are aliens a regular thing where you're from?"

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"Nah, you're right, never heard of it. And aliens are only common if you're a fan of Galaxy Quest. I just sort of have a really, really weird life."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel laughed. "Welcome to Fandom then. You're in pretty good company."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco grinned. "I'm beginning to see that."