Fifth floor common room, Monday afternoon

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia was feeling incredibly lazy and tired, so when she sprawled out on the common room couch and switched on the tv, she didn't bother switching it from the epic action movie that happened to be on.

She was asleep before the second explosion finished spewing its brightly colored flames and bad CGI bodies into the air.

She started to dream almost immediately.

A fit, California-surfer-boy-ish guy was dancing around in a union jack speedo and a ski mask, holding a blonde blow up doll in a french maid costume. Professor Orpheus looked on, sipping tea and chatting with the Doctor and Aziraphale.

While wearing a Bitterwoman costume.

She would probably appreciate someone coming by to wake her up.

[ooc: and so the narcoleptic dreaming begins. If you want Nadia to eventually dream something for your character, it is in no way too late to sign up.

The common room is totally open, too.]

Comments

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

After lunch, Annette sauntered into the common room to work on her home ec project, due tomorrow. Problem was, her knitting was terrible. The scarf was taking on a life of its own.

She spotted Nadia on the couch, sleeping, and was reluctant to wake her, so she sat down in a nearby chair and tried to be quiet. She even turned the volumn on the tv way down.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia mumbled something that sounded vaguely like "bad speedo. . . ."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette cut her eyes over at Nadia, her knitting needles clanking gently. Narrowing her eyes, she grinned a bit, wondering what the heck Nadia was dreaming.

She whispered, "Bad speedo." Seeing if she would continue with her dreaming out loud. Certainly it had to be more entertaining than trying to make a crappy scarf.

[nadiathesaint]

"Nooo, not the doll," mumbled Nadia.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Okay, now she was a little curious. Speedo. Doll. Bad speedo?

Annette leaned over, resting her elbows on her knees. "...the doll is wearing bad speedo's?" She whispered, watching Nadia.

[nadiathesaint]

"No . . . maid. . . ." Nadia muttered, shifting a bit. "It's a stupid dance,"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She moved her hand over her mouth to keep from laughing, but seriously, she had to know what the heck was going on in Nadia's dream.

"Maid is wearing bad speedo in a stupid dance, and the doll is...watching?" Still she whispered, hoping Nadia didn't wake up just yet.

[nadiathesaint]

"Canchoo see't? 'Sright there," Nadia mumbled, and emphasized the there enough that she snorted quietly and shifted and might be starting to wake up.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette scrambled back in her chair and picked up her knitting again, raising her brows as she seemed to concentrate very hard on what she was doing.

After a moment of nothing, she peered over at Nadia, and whispered really lightly, "Where?"

[nadiathesaint]

"I don't have to get up yet," Nadia complained.

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

Mac doesn't have any class and since the likelihood of running into a certain person increases up here, she sauntered into the common room, laptop under her arm.

She watched Nadia curiously as she put her ibook down on the nearest sofa.

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

Mac gave Annette a quick wave of greeting, and a quiet, "Hi."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"You don't have to get up yet," Annette nodded. "You're still sleeping. Tell me about the doll cause that sounds really freaky. Maybe the speedo's too."

Oh. Instead of a spy person, maybe she'd make a good psychiatrist. Or something like that. Hmm.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia was slowly waking up, now. She raised a hand to wipe at her face. "No mustaches," she mumbled.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette waved, "Hey, Mac. How's it going?" She whispered.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia snored once and said something that might have been "Bitterwoman".

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

"You know, you outed all my world domination plans," Mac said as she wandered over. "You deserve a good moustaching."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Bitterwoman, isn't that that show that always shows reruns?" She tapped her knitting needle to her chin. "So, Bitterwoman is wearing bad speedos and dancing a stupid dance. And...she loves this doll?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Tha's dumb,"

[nadiathesaint]

That got some groggy flailing. "Nooooooo,"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"You're right." Annette crossed that off her mental list.

"Maid is wearing speedos. In a stupid dance. And the doll...Bitterwoman..." She frowned and clicked her tongue. "I'm just not seeing the connection here."

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

"Going good," Mac replied with a nod and a demonstrative smile. "Quieter, I like that." She paused and added, "Sorry I hijacked your roommate for so long."

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

"I don't have a pen, though," Mac continued, crouching down near the sofa. "So you're safe on that count."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She smiled. "No worries, I'm glad she is being taken care of. How you doing on fruit?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Have some tea," Nadia recommended in the same mumble.