Fifth Floor Common Room, Tuesday Evening

[not_in_the_book]

Once again, there were appetising scents emanating from the fifth-floor common room. Ronan was in another cooking mood. This time, it was the rich and spicy scent of Mexican -- well, technically Tex-Mex -- food, grilling chicken, sweet chilies, and a dash of cumin, with sliced bell peppers and onions in another pan. Ronan was still chopping and preparing, but already on the counter was an array of tortillas, and various moddable toppings that people might wish to put on their fajitas.


(OOC: Hey, he's cooking again. Come feed your characters. Open to ALL. :D )

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[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

The walls of this dormitory were interesting. Never had a problem blocking out sound but scent seemed to permeate them at all times, even down three floor, where Turtle could sniff out the undeniable aroma of potentially free food. Potentially lots of it and potentially good. She poked her head into the fifth floor common room, thinking she'd just about tracked it down.

"Oooooooh," she said to check out the counter.

[not_in_the_book]

"Hey!" Ronan said, smiling. "The filling'll be ready in about two minutes. There's plenty, so you can definitely have some."

Why ELSE would anyone be coming in, if not for food?

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Awesome, thanks, Irish guy who's name I can't remember!" Turtle was pretty much already getting something together before Ronan even said anything.

[girlzippo.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Turtle," Charlie said when she came in, then, "Oooo, yum."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Charlie! Hi!" Turtle waved with one hand while holding a fajitas with the other, and she made the effort for once to finish chewing and swallowing before continuing. "And very, very yum! This guy knows how to cook."

[multiplez]

Z's free food sense was tingling. Or possibly she'd just been drawn by the sizzle and the smell of peppers and onions. "Fajitas?" she said hopefully as she peered into the kitchen.

[not_in_the_book]

"Hey! Yes! Fajitas! Come in and enjoy," Ronan said, gesturing at the array of stuff on the counter. "The chicken just came off the stove, so it's definitely hot and fresh."

[girlzippo.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Z." Charlie was trying to decide if she wanted steak or chicken, or a little steak-and-chicken. "How's your week going?"

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Mexican, Tex-Mex, all Teddy knew was that something smelled good. He peeked his head into the room, looking very hopeful for some free food.

"Hello?"

[not_in_the_book]

"Hi!" Ronan said, smiling widely. Cooking always put him in a good mood. "Come in! Have a fajita!"

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"That smells lovely," Aravis said, wandering in, "and I do hope you're sharing because if you're not, it's a very cruel trick to play."

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan laughed. "Definitely not a cruel trick. Come in! Have a fajita!"

[girlzippo.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Aravis. How's it going?" Charlie grabbed a tortilla, then considered what she wanted to put on her fajita, going for salsa and sour cream.

[girlzippo.livejournal.com]

Charlie followed her nose down the hall and up a floor, then grinned when she got to the Common Room. "Fajitas, yum. Can anyone have some, or are they just for people on this floor?"

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan grinned. "Totally for whoever wanders in. Help yourself!"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette wandered in, smelling food again and thinking dinner would be free again if there was enough to go around.

Then she saw everyone that was already here.

Maybe she wouldn't get a free dinner. Dangit.

[not_in_the_book]

There was totally enough to go around. "Hey, Annette!" Ronan called when he saw her. "Come get a fajita!"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

To speak, or not to speak. That was the question. Whether it was nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of great...something or other. Turtle didn't know how the rest of it went, or if even that was right, but it went through her head as she considered Annette for a moment.

She sighed. Oh, what the heck? She'd already decided that she couldn't exactly just be straight out mean to her and everything. And there was certainly no harm or fowl in a simple greeting.

"Hey, Annette." Small smile, little shrug, back to making another fajita.

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco had a radar for free food. Not literally, but he was in the common room, trying to walk over sneakily to the food.

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan had a radar for people sneaking towards his food. Not literally, but he noticed Marco trying to sneak towards it and smiled. "Hi!" he said. "Help yourself! Lots of fajita fixings to go around."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Marco!" Turtle greeted him brightly as he came in. She debated adding one of her little surnames for him, but decided to just keep 'em saved for radio.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette spotted Marco and made a beeline for him, grinning wide and waving. And she went in straight for a hug!

[girlzippo.livejournal.com]

Charlie waved to the new guy, and sneakily got out of his way as he went over to the food.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Oooh, food. Free food even. Bridge is so there.

"Hey, dude. Haven't seen you in a while," he greets Ronan.

[not_in_the_book]

"Bridge! Hi! It has been a while. Last time I saw you, you were a ferret." Ronan grinned. "Glad to see you're looking less... ferret-y."