Second Floor Common Room, Sunday Evening

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

The television had decided it had a mind of its own, or it was just glitchy. Every few minutes a new show would come on. First it was that crazy soap opera with the dummy/puppet boy, then it was Wormhole X-treme: Shangri-La, then Bitterwoman (of course).

Kawalsky was in the common room with a couple of pizzas, knowing that it was always wise to bring extra if you were going to eat in a public space.

[OOC: Pizzaaaaaaaaaaaa!]

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[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Hey!" he greeted. "And hey Faithful. You still drunk?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Faithful hissed at Charlie. "I wasn't drunk!" "He just had a little too much catnip." Alanna said as she sat down by him.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

He snickered. "I wondered. You don't seem like the booze type." He leaned over and kissed Alanna on the cheek. "So I hear there's some dance thing on this weekend," he said, playing dumb since they were both involved in organizing it.

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna blushed lightly. "Really? Another one? I must have missed all the announcments." Alanna played along. Faithful rolled his eyes and went to go converse with the polar bear.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, me too, but it's been a busy week of ignoring homework and brushing up on my hand-eye coordination skills through video games, so some stuff's bound to get missed. So, y'know, we've gone to the last few dances together. Since we've started a trend and all, wanna go to this one with me as well? But if you've got yourself another date, I'm sure I could find someone else who'll put up with me."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Well...there is this charming, dark haired fellow I was thinking of going, but it turns out he has a bit of a drug problem, so I should be free."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky looked confused for a second, then realized who she was talking about. The cat. "Then I guess I could be free too. Unless something more important comes up."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Well yeah, I'd hate to interrupt any plans you may have." Alanna said with a grin.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Glad we're on the same page," he said, returning the grin. "So now that that's out of the way, want some pizza?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Oh please, yes." Alanna said and glanced over at her cat. Who was talking to a polar bear. "My cat is talking to a ... large, white, bear thing."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Polar bear. He's a student. Probably. Unless he's a lying polar bear."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"...Okay. That works. Why not?" Alanna turned back to the television. "I think my brain just broke."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Brain breakage by polar bear?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Nah. By the fact that my cat is having a one sided conversation with it. Also? Bears shouldn't be white."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"But polar bears are because they're from the arctic. They have to have white fur to blend in with the snow. It's all about camouflage."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Ah." Alanna blinked. "Can we switch to something less brain-breaky?"

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Sure. Pizza?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Pizza's good." Alanna nodded.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"It is. I got some to share. You know how it goes. You show up with food, people will come."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"People and polar bears." Alanna pointed out. "Oh, um, what am I supposed to wear?"

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Clothes. I wouldn't mind if you didn't wear them," he said with a cheeky grin, "But I think people might stare."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna blushed and thwaped Charlie on the arm. "No, seriously!" She said, trying to bite down her giggle.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Whaaat? Doesn't matter what you wear. I'm no good at that kind of thing. Maybe ask one of the girls?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Great, but when people start asking me about how to avoid pregnancy? I'm sending them to you. Because having that conversation once was more than enough." It's great when Alanna's brain catches up to her mouth. She turned a color very similiar to her hair.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"You *might* be better off sending them to the clinic. I don't think I'm the right guy to give the birds and the bees talk."