Third Floor Common Room, Tuesday Night

[dark_slippy_thing]

Valentine stood back and proudly admired the pillow fort that he had made out of the couch cushions. He wasn't half bad at making them even when he wasn't insane by way of cupcake, he decided, and he might take up designing sets for himself more often in the future.
The only thing he was really missing right now was a low-fat non-whip soy latte.

And a cast, crew, script and camera.

He'd iron out the kinks later. Nothing could stand in the way of the progress of the magic of the movies!!


(Common room open, as common rooms are! Come in and be a star? We can figure out OCD as we go. ETA: As most of us have gone to bed, slowplay is now the name of the game to finish that movie. OCD is up for the filming itself, and I think we have pretty much all the positions filled. But if you want to show up and gawk, you can totally do just that.)

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[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

"Don't," Alec said gently, cutting her off. "Thanks for telling me, really, it's just... weird. I know who Max is, but the rest of them? I never knew anyone outside of Manticore until I came here.

[the_merriest]

"Wow, that's gotta be so weird." Rikku bit her lip. "Manticore? That's ... the place from the e-mails, right?"

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

"You saw that too?" Alec nodded. "Yeah, they're the ones who made me."

[the_merriest]

Rikku nodded, blushing. "I, uh, yeah. It was kinda sent to people, and."

She looked down. "They said it was a government deal, so I figured most of it was crap. I mean, look at what they said about us, right?"

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

Alec hesitated a moment, but shrugged finally. "Not in this instance."

[the_merriest]

"Really?" Rikku considered for a minute, then shrugged. "That's not what matters. What matters is who you are now. Right?"

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

"I'd like to think so," Alec said, smiling.

[the_merriest]

"Absolutely," she said, nodding. "The rest is just details."