http://surferboy-09er.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] surferboy-09er.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-02-01 05:02 pm

2nd Floor Common Room - Thursday Afternoon/Evening

Dick didn't want to be in his room. There was some weird freaky-ness going on and he wanted to be as far away from it as possible. But Dick did want to sleep. Sleep for a long, long time. So he managed to get out of his room (forgetting about closing out the porn on his computer; poor Jim.) and make his way to the common room to sleep. He flopped himself down on the couch...only to fall through it.

He stayed on the floor, too tired to move. You might see a faded arm sticking out from under the couch. Or you might just step on it.

((Open, duh))

[identity profile] misshargrove.livejournal.com 2007-02-01 10:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Annette? Moved to curl up on the couch and fell through it, landing on Dick who she totally didn't know was there. But she was totally too tired to care. She only opened one eye and tried to get comfortable. On Dick. sonotdirty

[identity profile] misshargrove.livejournal.com 2007-02-01 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"...and warm." Annette mumbled back, burrowing against the welcoming heat. She was still totally freezing and a nice warm body? Yummy.

Of course, that thought would have really bothered her were she totally awake.

[identity profile] misshargrove.livejournal.com 2007-02-01 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
She so did not want to move. Sleep was what she needed, and the heat. Annette moved closer to the source and knitted her brows, murmuring, "It was always soft before. And comfy. What's wrong with this couch? And why does it smell like old popcorn?"

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
Still stricken by Jack's snubbing (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/980855.html?thread=80260215#t80260215) Irulan went to the common room on automatic.

[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
Cameron entered the common room, he was carrying some extra lamps and a piece of paper and it was taking a whole lot of concentration to not let the things fall. As it seemed that the other peopel were sleeping, he let them be as he quietly set up the extra lamps around the room and then sat down on the floor to start working on a sign. As it was pretty late, it was getting really hard to concentrate on holding his pen.

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
Irulan noticed Cameron enter, he seemed troubled. She finally shook off her stupor and approached him. "Are you alright?"

[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
Cameron grimaced and held up his hand, showing Irulan that she could pretty much see right through him. "I've had better," he said honestly.

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
Irulan stared at him, at his hand which she could see through. "I can see through you."

[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I noticed. A word of advice? Keep your lights on and stay away from anything shadowy," he warned. He sighed as he realised his tone was probably to harsh. "Sorry, I'm having a really bad day."

[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
Cameron winced as he realised that Dick wasn't all too substantial anymore either. "You too?"

[identity profile] misshargrove.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
Annette peeked out from under the couch and from under her blanket cause it was totally over her head.

"Turn the heat up? I would but uh, my hand seems to be disappearing on me."

[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't think it will do much good," he sighed and got up to try it anyway.

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
Irulan watched Cameron get-up. "You do realize it would be taxing for you to do that." She stood-up to help. "Let me."

[identity profile] misshargrove.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
She watched him hopefully, shivering still.

"...maybe it's broken?"

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
Parker came in from the cold, a cross between wired and tired. Three mochas and an espresso will prop you up no matter what. "Hey," she said, carefully sitting down.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
Parker stared at him, blinking. "Did it put you in time-out when you tried, or what?"

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[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
Irulan saw Parker enter, she looked tired and care worn. "Hello, Parker."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Irulan." Parker smiled as she sat down, rubbing her face. "You're not wearing your spiffy hat."

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
"One of my headdresses turned to blueberry pie, I am still trying to finish eating it." She said, full of woe. She looked around the room, most occupants were translucent, she wondered if it was an epidemic she looked at Parker and wanted to ask if she was feeling translucent as well. "Are you feeling well?"

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