5th Floor Common Room - Sunday Evening

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi plodded into the common room rubbing her eyes.

Since encountering the strange craft that tried to nab Tori her head had been buzzing. Something about the field the technology created to cloak itself... Or maybe it was the hum of what she could only assume were the engines? Though, most likely, it was the fact that her mun had too much wine last night at the Twisted Vine in Fullerton

Either way, after attempting to tip the thing over and tussling with a creature that fell out, she was overcome by this strange sensation and "buzzing" in her head. She had the presence of mind to call Rose before simply sitting there and watching the rest of the fight with detached interest and then wandering back to the room to sleep.

She'd only just woken up and was still feeling very much off her game and having a terrible craving for apples.

She poked around the kitchen looking for apples.

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[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow came in carrying baskets and wearing an outfit that looked a heck of a lot like Peter's clothing and for good reason, that's because it was.

"Hey Pippi!"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Hi Willow!"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow handed Pippi a basket of food. "Happy Purim!"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Oooh! Thank you!" Pippi said checking the basket for apples or apple related products. "Happy Purim to you too!"

She reached into the pantry and grabbed a bag of banana chips to give back to Willow.

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Cheerio," Willow replied, in what for her passed for a British accent. "Pip pip. Though really you're more Pippi but that's good too."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi giggled a bit at that.

"Cheerio, wheeties, coco-puffs." she grinned.

Possibly she was moving from 'groggy' to 'loopy'.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter wandered slightly unsteadily into the common room after having dropped his things in 502/4/6. Literally. He'd left a mess and plopped Pup on his pillow.

The world kept insisting on... moving.

Maybe the common room would be better.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Walter!"

*glomp!omg!*

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Eeep!

Oh. Pippi. Right.

Act normal.

Right.

"Uh. Hey."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"How was your camping trip?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Uh... " Walter tried to disentangle himself. "Fine. It was fine. You're fine, right?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"I am now." Pippi nodded.

Then she sort of tilted her head at him.

Waving her hand in his face she said, "Are you okay?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia wandered down from the roof, her guitar over her unbraced shoulder, her giant blue muff gripped in her ace bandaged hand, in search of food.

"No one is cooking. What good is a common room if no one is cooking?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"I didn't feel like cooking." Pippi said shrugging.

[nadiathesaint]

"Ah." Nadia went in search of something munchable. "You 'kay?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"I feel kinda... Ground down."

[nadiathesaint]

"Huh." Nadia wasn't sure what that meant. "Why?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Nadia!" Walter jumped up to grab the thing off of her that was trying to eat her hand.

[nadiathesaint]

"Ack!" Nadia yanked the muff protectively to her chest, then winced. "Ow, arm. . . . hand . . . almost made my hand come off, what's wrong with you?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Made your hand come off?" Walter stepped back looking appalled. "But I didn't use wires."

He paused. "Uh.... did I?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia clutched the muff and examined her wrist. "Nope. But it came off yesterday. Aziraphale cut it off. He put it back on, but I don't want it to come off again." Then, because, well, she was stoned, not completely stupid: "You're back. And trying to steal my muff. The hell?"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Hey Nadia!" Willow waved and then handed Nadia a basket of food. "Happy Purim."

[nadiathesaint]

"Food!" Nadia dropped the muff in favor of clutching the basket. "What's Purim?"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Like Halloween meets Mardi Gras for Jewish people," Willow explained. She indicated her outfit, which was entirely made up of Peter's clothes. "Ergo the costume."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia totally didn't get it. "Huh. Cool." Foooooooooooood.