ext_328828 ([identity profile] water-wonder.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-02-01 08:30 pm

3rd Floor Common Room, Thursday Late Afternoon

Not wanting to stay in her room any longer, Tori walked into the common room, her comforter wrapped tightly around her.

She took a seat on the couch and huddled up in a ball, still chilled. She didn't want to be alone, she hoped people would flock to the common room, which they usually did.

It was really freaky, what had happened and she wondered who else beside her and Annette had been attacked.

[OOC: Open post!!!]

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
Conner's soccer ball came hurtling through the door, the red speedy blur of Conner right behind it.

Said blur came to a screeching halt at the sight of Tori.

"Whoa. You okay? What happened?"

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
Conner did believe her. Shadows, compared to some of what the attackers they'd dealt with, were pretty mundane. But maybe that was what made it so freaky, after all -- the more out of the ordinary something was, the easier it was to dismiss it afterward.

He moved over to sit beside Tori, his protective instincts kicking in. "Are you -- no, that's dumb, you're not okay obviously. What happened? Can we stop them?"

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, man, that's brutal," Conner said slowly. "No wonder you're all wrapped up, huh? Do you know why it went after you? Did it get anyone else?"

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
"On the roof," Conner echoed. "Great, they could be everywhere. They are everywhere, we just don't know which ones are dangerous. Or . . . what if they're all dangerous and we don't know it yet and I'm really not helping, am I?"

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
"I can be here. Watch me be a big towering . . . tower of here," Conner said, hoping his forced cheerfulness might help a little bit.

"Maybe we'll find out more on the radio later tonight. Or I can poke around this evening, and find out what people know. I bet it's magic, though," he added, wrinkling his nose. "And you really, really don't want me going anywhere near that -- but we've got a lot of people who can."

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, hope so," Conner agreed. He frowned. "What's it feel like? Besides cold? Anything I can do? I can microwave a mean bowl of soup."

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Nuh-uh, stay there and keep warm," Conner insisted. "I'll be right back."

Sometimes super speed had really practical uses, like making it down the hall to his room to grab a can of chicken noodle soup, a can opener, and a bowl and then returning to the common room in about two seconds. It was only a matter of another minute or so before the soup was in the microwave, and Conner was leaning against the counter waiting for it to beep.

. . . the microwave, that is.

[identity profile] southernbender.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
Katara had left Teddy and Chad alone in the room after a while and wandered out to the Common Room. She saw Tori and looked worried. "Hey Tori. You okay?"

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
Conner waved at Katara from his spot nearby on the couch.

[identity profile] southernbender.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
Katara looked more closely at Tori. "What's wrong?" she asked more insistently. "I...you're not quite all there?"

[identity profile] southernbender.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
Katara smiled at Conner. "Are you okay?"

[identity profile] southernbender.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
She knelt in front of Tori. "That's horrible! You should have some hot chocolate. Chocolate's supposed to be good for dark magic attacks." Katara paused. "I could try to heal you? But I'm not sure about healing energy."

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Any time," Conner told her over the beep of the microwave, as he reached in to get the bowl. "Ow ow ow ow hot!" he yelped.

Quickly slipping the sleeves of his sweatshirt down over his hands, he carried the steaming bowl of soup over and set it on an end table for Tori.

Then he realized he was missing silverware. "Well . . . at least it can cool down a little while I find a spoon."

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2007-02-02 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I'm fine," Conner said glumly. "But people are getting attacked again, and not by anything I can hit."

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