http://anextimeagent.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-02-18 10:59 am

Second floor common room: Saturday Bed Time

The second floor common room looked more like nap time at a pre-school than the coolest common room in the dorms. That would be because there were blankets, pillows, the cushions from the couches and some foam pads set out around the room, forming comfy nests for wee tiny people to curl up in and sleep.

Jack - who was still wearing his kitty ears and had whiskers drawn on his cheeks - was there to tuck Emma in, but he'd be happy to do the same for any wee tiny people who wanted to spend the night.

[ooc: open of course, for wee tinies and others!]

[identity profile] nine-and-ears.livejournal.com 2007-02-18 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
It wasn't a true day unless you'd done a good bit of running from the baddies, eaten a banana, and crawled through some ventilation shafts.

Currently, the Doctor was doing that last bit.

And was currently attempting to undo the air vent in the common room from the inside, via the sonic screwdriver.

[identity profile] nine-and-ears.livejournal.com 2007-02-18 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
The sonic screwdriver popped the last of the screws fastening the vent, and it clattered open. "Fantastic!" the Doctor said. "Hi! Is this the Dalek lair?"

[identity profile] rose-bad-wolf.livejournal.com 2007-02-18 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
Rose spotted the Doctor and she came running at him, "Big Ears!"

[identity profile] carbontelepath.livejournal.com 2007-02-18 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
Emma was also still wearing her kitty ears, but they had been someone sqashed by now. She had found herself a cushion, a pillow and a blanket and was sitting up, waiting patiently for Jack to find her. He'd said he would.

[identity profile] carbontelepath.livejournal.com 2007-02-18 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
Emma yawned in response. "Ya-huh. Sleepy," she explained. Now that Jack was here, she could lie down, so she did so. She looked up at him with big blue eyes. "Blankie now?"

[identity profile] lovelylana.livejournal.com 2007-02-18 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
Lana peered into the quiet room curiously. "What's going on?" she asked quietly.

[identity profile] lovelylana.livejournal.com 2007-02-18 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
"The students turned weetiny again?" Lana asked and glanced down at herself as if to make sure she hadn't changed as well.

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[identity profile] outofbrooklyn.livejournal.com 2007-02-18 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
Aiden, tired from all the action of the day, toddled into the nearest common room after all the bouncing with Benton.

There were pillows, and blankets. Lots of them.

She immediately flopped into a large pile, not really making any note of who might be in there already.

[identity profile] outofbrooklyn.livejournal.com 2007-02-18 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
Aiden craned her neck around to look at the big kid looming over her.

"Not supposed to get tuck-in from strangers," she declared.

[identity profile] rose-bad-wolf.livejournal.com 2007-02-18 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
Suddenly a bundle of energy came at Jack again in a running tilt. "JAAACK!"

[identity profile] rose-bad-wolf.livejournal.com 2007-02-18 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeaaah! I went zoomin' 'round the Island and played with an ANGEL!"

[identity profile] jarodpretends.livejournal.com 2007-02-18 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
Jarod came in, yawning, and made himself a nest of blankets and pillows that was very, very, very far away from dumb-girl-Aiden. He curled up, but had some troubles falling asleep. It was too quiet, and he missed M.

[identity profile] jarodpretends.livejournal.com 2007-02-18 03:40 pm (UTC)(link)
He nodded, then yawned sleepily. "I got to play with Maureen, and Izzy made me a red cardboard box racecar, and the diner guy made me a cheese sammich, and I gave Rose Pez and helped her get extra chips, and did you know she's not the Queen of Britain because she doesn't like to measure stuff?"