Fourth Floor Common Room, Dinnertime

Isabel was in the mood to cook. After a trip to town to get supplies, she made a huge pot of taco meat, and then spent some time slicing and dicing an assortment of totally moddable toppings. There was even chocolate cake for dessert.

There was a CD glowing on the counter as it played some Jimmy Buffet and Isabel was quietly singing along. "Fins to the left, fins to the right and you're the only game in town..."

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2007-07-02 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
Molly was on her way up to her room when she smelled good things. She followed her nose to the common room and grinned when she saw Isabel. "Hey, Isabel! You cooking for everybody?" she asked hopefully.

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Molly giggled and walked over to peek at what Isabel was making. "Can I help with anything?" she asked.

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Sokka waved a spoonful of meat at Molly. "Hi!"

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"Hi, Sokka!" She waved back. "How are you?"

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[identity profile] surferboy-09er.livejournal.com 2007-07-02 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
Dick still didn't feel like unpacking so he was going from floor to floor to see if anything was going on. He stopped when he spotted food on the fourth floor.

"Oooh cake!" said Dick, reaching out to stick his finger in the icing.

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"Aw. Fine." said Dick, pouting a little. "But I'm not happy about it."

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Sokka followed his nose down the stairs. "FOOD!!!" He ate a spoonful of meat right out of the pot. "Mexan, right? It's good!"

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Sokka stopped with the spoon halfway back to the pot and shrugged. "Sorry," he said, as he tossed it into the sink and grabbed a new one.

He piled large quantities of meat and cheese onto a plate and headed toward the couch for a little bit of meaty heaven

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Peter still wanted to sulk emo think things over in his room, but the smell of cooking food drew him out. "Hey."

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"I dunno," Peter said, trying for a teasing smile. "Did you put tabasco on everything?"

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Charlie froze when she saw Peter, and had a moment's panic where she wanted to leave the room, but she settled for keeping the entire couch between them. And checking for fire extinguishers. "Hey. Are you all right?"

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[identity profile] girlzippo.livejournal.com 2007-07-02 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
Charlie wandered in after her practice session with Adam, and brightened as she sniffed the air. "Oooo, tacos. You're awesome, Isabel."

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likethegun: (i'm smiling to the left)

[personal profile] likethegun 2007-07-02 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
Sam's food senses had been well trained, so he headed upstairs and grinned when he saw what Isabel had prepared. "Wow, nice."

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"Hey! Brother!" Sokka gave Sam a thumbs-up. "How've you been?"

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[identity profile] bound2blade.livejournal.com 2007-07-02 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
Setsuna loved how her nose never failed her in this place. "Mmm, food," she commented, with a slight grin, as she drifted into the common room.

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Sokka snuck up behind Setsuna and tried to dump the last little bits of the taco meat from his plate onto her head.

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[identity profile] turtle-techie.livejournal.com 2007-07-02 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
Donnie had a weetiny turtle with him when he followed the smell of food up to the fifth floor; turtle or not, he was still 16 and ate accordingly. "Wow, that smells good," he said, maybe a little hopefully.