2nd Floor Common Room - Thursday Afternoon/Evening

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

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))

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

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

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

He didn't bother to open his eyes to see what was on top of him or to wonder why this couch felt a lot like a floor. Dick just threw an arm over Annette to cuddle, that being what he usually did when Madison was trying to sleep with him.

"Cuddly." he mumbled.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"...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.

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

"Mmmm...yep." mumbled Dick again, giving Annette a squeeze. It's lucky he's so tired otherwise he'd totally be hitting on her. He moved slightly, his back starting to hurt from the floor.

"This couch sucks." he grumbled. "Feels like a floor."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

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?"

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

"I thought it was a new perfume." mumbled Dick. "I like popcorn."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"I bought it yesterday. It's expensive but worth it." She muttered unintelligibly, pulling her blanket up tight around her chin. "Buttered hot popcorn."

[irulan-atreides.livejournal.com]

Still stricken by Jack's snubbing (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/980855.html?thread=80260215#t80260215) Irulan went to the common room on automatic.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

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.

[irulan-atreides.livejournal.com]

Irulan noticed Cameron enter, he seemed troubled. She finally shook off her stupor and approached him. "Are you alright?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

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.

[irulan-atreides.livejournal.com]

Irulan stared at him, at his hand which she could see through. "I can see through you."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"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."

[irulan-atreides.livejournal.com]

Irulan blinked, after Jack snubbing her, everything held second place to that.

"It is alright." She looked at him warily, "Do you require anything?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Something to fix this?" he asked, looking up at her. "I woke up something bad and I don't even know what it is, but it's doing this to me and other people..."

[irulan-atreides.livejournal.com]

"Unfortunately, healing is not one of the skills I've been thought." Irulan said, "But I will help when I can."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"We need info," Cameron said softly. "I'm trying to get some people to help tomorrow to figure out what is causing it. I went to the library earlier, but there was just too much to look through."

[irulan-atreides.livejournal.com]

"I'll help." Irulan said, firmly. "Researching is not a hardship for me."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," Cameron managed a small smile. "Think you can make it there after whatever classes you have tomorrow?"

[irulan-atreides.livejournal.com]

She nodded, "I can." She looked at his pen, "Do you need help writing?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

He laughed a bit helplessly and held out his pen to her. "It's getting late, I can't seem to concentrate as much anymore."

[irulan-atreides.livejournal.com]

"It's no wonder, with your day." Irulan took the pen, "What would you like to write?"

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

"I like it." said Dick. He moved around again, still uncomfortable. He opened up one eye to see if there was a pillow he could put his head on or something. The only problem was he couldn't find one. Or anything else for that matter. Cause it was dark underneath the couch.

"Who turned out the lights?"

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

Dick perked his head up from underneath the couch when he heard others come in. When he spoke his voice sounded low and tired. "I can't sit on the couch."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Thank you," he said softly and explained to what he needed the sign to say.