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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[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

Luke grinned. "My teacher used to say 'do or do not. There is no try.'" He raised an eyebrow. "What were you doing?"

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"Trying to fly," Peter said. "If it wasn't for Walter I would've ended up in the hospital again."

[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

"In a ship, right?" Luke asked. He frowned. "You didn't listen to Parker and jump off the roof or anything?"

Parker had given him some strange advice when he had arrived.

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"No, I jumped," Peter admitted. "Not because of Parker though."

[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

Luke blinked. "Maybe it'll work next time," he said faintly.

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"I keep hoping," Peter said.

[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

Luke nodded. "I know that feeling," he said. "I was sure I was meant for something more than a life of boredom on Tatooine." His eyes were shadowed. "I was right." He smiled at Peter. "I'm sure your destiny will be at least as interesting."