Third Floor Common Room, Sunday Morning

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn was wearing the same jeans and sweater she'd been wearing yesterday, not wanting to head back to her room and too tall to borrow Molly's. She was also freezing, which had led to her mixing up a very large pot of oatmeal. The fixings were in the cupboard if anyone wanted them, but she wasn't setting them out.

Instead, she was sitting with her bowl of healthy goodness (once you ignored the raisins and brown sugar she'd added to her own) and a very, very large mug of hot cocoa with mini marshmallows. She read through a large pile of books and scrolls she'd brought with her and that Giles had sent since May (not all of which were in English), trying to find anything that explained what was going on.

She made occasional notes on a pad as she worked.

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[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Big area, that, but it was a place to start. He looked at Cally again. "Hey, I could make you a smoothie or something if you're hungry...."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"'m good," Cally said. "Mac and I made the worlds first an' possibly last vegan oatmeal smoothie."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Okay, not that I'm making any judgements but ew."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally nodded. "Kinda why its prolly the last," she said with a muffled laugh.