ext_68341 ([identity profile] dbiers.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-01-21 05:59 pm

Second Floor Common Room, Sunday Evening

D'anna was hunting. She'd laid her trap carefully. There were bowls filled with snacks, sliced pies on the counter, a full pot of coffee, and cold sodas and water bottles in the fridge.

She was hunting subjects of infrared photographs for M's class. To that end, she had also removed all the light bulbs from the lamps and every other light source.

Then she flipped on the television to a run of Stooping Panther, Clandestine Serpent and found a good hiding spot.

[OOC: If you'd rather not be photographed, just put it in a strike out or an ooc note and no photo shall be had. She will not be photographing le risque. I'm hopping that the light from the TV will be enough for people to see but not enough to screw up her photos. I may be wrong.

ETA: Eventually D will give up, put back the bulbs, leave the lights off, and just watch the movie.]
dark_slippy_thing: (Jason - Headspinning)

[personal profile] dark_slippy_thing 2007-01-21 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Walking into a darkened common room was something of a shock for Jason- but after everything else that he had been through since he woke up yesterday morning, it wasn't much of a stretch.
Really, he was just hungry. And where there was a common room, there tended to be food.
Food, after all, was what made the world go around.
Feeling his way through the room, he fumbled his way toward the counter.


[Photographic evidence, please yay!]
dark_slippy_thing: (Jason - Headspinning)

[personal profile] dark_slippy_thing 2007-01-21 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
And then there was a counter! Success!
Oblivious to anyone who might have been watching, Jason then proceeded to feel around on the countertop for something edible.
And stuck his hand in a piece of pie.
"Oh, bloody hell!"
dark_slippy_thing: (Jason - Smile)

[personal profile] dark_slippy_thing 2007-01-22 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
Jason blinked up for a moment, pie-coated hand in his mouth. He could have sworn that he had heard the click of a camera, but he couldn't be bothered to search it out.
Especially not now that he had successfully found food.
Clutching to the pie plate with his clean hand, he bid a hasty retreat from the common room so he could eat his prize somewhere more well-lit.

[identity profile] bound2blade.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Setsuna breezed into the common room, leading along her Shirtless-Josh-on-a-Leash, took a quick look around and pouted. Aww, no one here she found interesting enough. Oh, well, moving along. She tugged the leash as she turned and lead Josh off elsewhere.

But they were certainly there long enough for a photo-op.

[identity profile] dude-its-jude.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Josh trailed along without much of a complaint, even though he could have done with a snack. He reached out for a quick grope before they disappeared again.

[identity profile] strahl-pirate.livejournal.com 2007-01-22 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
Things were hopefully starting to calm down, Balthier thought he might risk going out in public once more. He paused by the common room noticing that all the lights were off except for the television. He paused squinting his eyes in the dim glow. Was that food on the counter?

The normally graceful pirate started forward, but was a bit over confident in his night vision and misstepped; landing his face into one of the pies.

[identity profile] strahl-pirate.livejournal.com 2007-01-22 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
The pirate seemed in shock and took a moment before he pulled his face away, grumbling unintelligently as he wiped away the pie gunk. "I should have stayed in my room," he growled and headed off to shower. Shame too, the movie looked interesting.

[identity profile] bugofjustice.livejournal.com 2007-01-22 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
Waldo had a cup of coffee. It wasn't quite Perk coffee, but it would stop the cravings.

[identity profile] sonofdragons.livejournal.com 2007-01-22 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
Tannim had given up on trying to make sense of what was happening. He wandered into the common room and tried to flip on the lights. Nothing happened. He flipped the switch a couple of times, then gave up and flopped down on the couch to watch the movie.