Fifth Floor Common Room, Monday Evening

[not_in_the_book]

"Can you hand me the ginger?" Ronan asked, as he ground some spices with a mortar and pestle. "The fresh, I mean." The fragrant smells of cooking curry were already pervading the common room, and probably making their way through the rest of the dorms. When Isabel handed over the asked-for ginger, he added some to the mixture in the mortar, and went back to grinding. "Thanks. I hope this isn't too spicy for whoever else comes along," he added.


[OOC: Open, as common rooms are! Come have some curry. :D]

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[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

He shrugged a shoulder. "Maybe; I can't remember." Johnny could tell by his attitude that he wasn't much up for talking about it. "Whatever. As long as you're all right."

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan nodded. "I'm okay," he said. "Mostly, anyway. Everything else'll heal."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"There's more than just the scar?" he asked, not really pushing for answers as he was just being concerned.

[not_in_the_book]

"... Not physically." Ronan shrugged again. "It's just... really weird, being back," he added. "'Cause everything's the same, but I'm not, so it's like nothing's the same. Or it doesn't fit right, or something."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny nodded, trying to get that together in his head. "You want to go have lunch sometime, maybe talk about it?"

[not_in_the_book]

"That would be nice," Ronan said. "Maybe later this week? Just not on Friday, I've got three classes."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"How about Thursday? Lunch at the diner?" Johnny asked, feeling good that Ronan didn't give him a quick no. They were friends and Johnny didn't want, or need, to lose that.

[not_in_the_book]

"Thursday sounds great," Ronan said, smiling. "12:30?"