Fourth Floor Common Room, Evening

Isabel had reached returned from the clinic with the idea of geting a few hours of decent sleep. Unfortunately she'd reaced the point of being so over-tired that she couldn't sleep. So she wandered out to the common room to stare at the TV.

Extreme Home Makeover probably wasn't the greatest choice, but she was too tired to go look for the remote.

[identity profile] willbedone.livejournal.com 2007-07-16 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
Willow came in looking fretty. "Hey Isabel."

[identity profile] willbedone.livejournal.com 2007-07-16 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
"More reptilian than anticipated," Willow said. "Yours?"

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[identity profile] missed-the-gate.livejournal.com 2007-07-16 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
John heard the TV in the common room and stopped in. Yesterday he'd been very busy living out When Animals Attack, and had spent much of the Sunday hiding showering off snot sleeping.

"What's on?" he asked, far too lazy to look at the screen as he flopped down on a sofa.

[identity profile] missed-the-gate.livejournal.com 2007-07-16 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah they do," John agreed. "I do like the part when they actually work on the house, though."

[identity profile] oncourtandstage.livejournal.com 2007-07-16 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
Troy made his way into the common room, still a little confused about the previous night's events -- especially the ones that have taken place after he and A.J. had escaped the dinosaur.

It wasn't every day that he kissed a guy, after all.

[identity profile] oncourtandstage.livejournal.com 2007-07-16 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
"There are t-shirts?" Troy asked. "And 'first'? Does this happen often?" He smiled, a bit vaguely. "The dinosaurs were kinda cool. The chasing, not so much."

[identity profile] fantastic-torch.livejournal.com 2007-07-16 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
Johnny wandered into the fourth floor common room just cause he felt like it. Seeing Isabel, he came forward and sat down near her, "Hey, wassup?"

[identity profile] fantastic-torch.livejournal.com 2007-07-16 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm in the same boat. We'll be two sleepy non sleeping people together," he said, making much sense. "Nothing else on?"

[identity profile] by137.livejournal.com 2007-07-16 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
A.J. and his floppy hair peeked into the common room, where there were people, who could give him an opinion, because his conscience was bugging him and wouldn't shut up.

"Mean dinosaurs everywhere is a perfectly acceptable reason to skip work, right?" he asked the general populous real quick, leaning in, hanging off the doorframe a little.

[identity profile] by137.livejournal.com 2007-07-16 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
"No problem there," A.J. grinned. "I don't work on Mondays." And he had intended to just pop his head in and then go do something else, but he decided to stay long enough to at least say, "Hey, Isabel. How've you been? I can assume you've avoided being eaten by dinos..."

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[identity profile] oncourtandstage.livejournal.com 2007-07-16 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
Troy waved. "Sounds good to me." He grinned widely. "Hey, it's dangerous out there."

[identity profile] by137.livejournal.com 2007-07-16 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
A.J. grinned back, ducking his head slightly. "No kidding. Hard to flip burgers when your hands have been eaten off."

"How's the ankle?"

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[identity profile] death-of-hope.livejournal.com 2007-07-16 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
Ever since she first heard the radio announcement about the dinosaurs, Anemone had opted to stay indoors. After she had looked up what a dinosaur was, and had a small panic attack, of course.

Now she's roaming the halls of the dorms, passing out the brownies she handwavily made earlier in an attempt to feel useful.

"Anyone in here get eaten by lizards? I have brownies! Tasty snacks for justice, or something. Energy! Yes, snacks for warm-fuzzy-healing energy."

[identity profile] death-of-hope.livejournal.com 2007-07-16 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Close enough. Mental trauma will also be acceptable as a qualifying injury for those who managed to hide." Anemone nodded solemnly as she fished around in her basket o brownies. "Do you want a regular brownie, or one with chocolate chips? I thought extra chocolate might be needed in some cases."

[identity profile] morpherboy.livejournal.com 2007-07-16 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
Marco peeked into the common room. "I really dislike dinosaurs."

[identity profile] death-of-hope.livejournal.com 2007-07-16 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Good. Have a brownie." Anemone waved her basket at Marco energetically. "Anyone with mental or physical trauma that is a result of dinosaurs gets a treat, because I am anti-dinosaur on general principles."

[identity profile] morpherboy.livejournal.com 2007-07-16 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
"I had both?" Marco said and grabbed two brownies. "And this was my second time getting to run screaming from dinosaurs?"