http://anextimeagent.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-05-03 04:42 am

Second floor common room: Wednesday early afternoon

Jack was sprinkling something on the floor of the common room.

The stuff had finally arrived in today's mail, along with a letter he refused to think about, and he was testing it before he did the entire room, which was why a corner of the kitchen floor was looking rather whiter than usual. Satisfied it was covered, he grabbed a jug of water and poured it over the powder.

It instantly became ice. "All right!"

Jack shoved all the furniture against the walls, stacking it as necessary, ran downstairs to grab a hose from the front lawn, dragged it upstairs, hooked it to the kitchen sink, coated the floor in powder and then leapt up onto the counter to to spray it with water.

It didn't take long before he was standing in what was effectively an indoor ice rink. Grinning gleefully, he hopped off the counter, scrabbled briefly for balance, then pushed off the wall to slide gracefully across the room. "Don't even need skates."

[ooc: Open like a common room, and here's the thing: the ice will melt directly to a harmless gas, as in the movie Real Genius (but there will be no Madam Curie look alike contest), causing absolutely no damage to the room. The room will be moddably foggy as time progresses and the ice will be completely gone in, say, an hour!]

[identity profile] bookyeve.livejournal.com 2007-05-02 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Evie was on her way down to return books to the library, but the sight of a frozen common room had her boggling. "Jack? What on earth...?"

[identity profile] bookyeve.livejournal.com 2007-05-02 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes, but..." Evie put her books down, then skirted the edge, before poking a toe at the surface, smiling. "Was Katara practicing again?"

[identity profile] bookyeve.livejournal.com 2007-05-02 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"That is utterly ingenious," Evie said, taking teeny tiny steps out onto the ice. "Whoa!"

[identity profile] bookyeve.livejournal.com 2007-05-02 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"Right. Right. Slow and careful." Evie beamed at him, then sloooowly began to slide around, still hanging onto him. "Delightful!" She shot him a mischevious look. "And much less dirty than burying artifacts."

[identity profile] bookyeve.livejournal.com 2007-05-03 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
"That's one way of describing it," Evie said, slipping her feet back and forth. "I had great fun, but such a stomach-ache on Monday. I dont' think I ate one healthy thing all weekend, and there was a great deal of it."

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[identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com 2007-05-03 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
Rory, bored, wandered out into the common room, and stood still in her tracks, staring.

"...what did you do?"

[identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com 2007-05-03 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Because you're Jack," she giggled, tentatively stepping onto the ice and sliding a little.

[identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com 2007-05-03 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Bribe me with indoor ice rinks forever?" she offered, taking his hand and grinning. "Seriously, how'd you swing this one?"

[identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com 2007-05-03 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Ooooooooooooooooh," Rory said, eyes wide as she slid. "It'd be handy for practical jokes, too."
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[personal profile] swerval_zero 2007-05-03 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
A wee pink kitten scampered into the common room--and promptly skidded across the ice.

"Mreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" //AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!//
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[personal profile] swerval_zero 2007-05-03 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
Zero clung to the side of a sofa with all four paws and made a hiss-spit noise at Jack. //WHAT THE SQUALL IS THIS?//
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[personal profile] swerval_zero 2007-05-03 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
Zero thought about this for about half a second, then jumped off the sofa and skidded across the ice of her own accord. "Meeeeeeeeeeeee!" //Wheeeeeeeeeee!//
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[personal profile] swerval_zero 2007-05-03 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
Zero was watching out for the walls. She pushed off from the wall and skidded in another direction, narrowly avoiding the coffee table via some traction-impaired scampering.

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