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Ronan Nolan ([personal profile] not_in_the_book) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2008-01-12 01:10 pm

Second Floor Common Room, Saturday Midday

Ronan had gotten bored of cooking upstairs, so when he thought he'd make some lunch for people on Saturday, he handwavily called Peter and asked him to meet him down in the second floor common room. Of course, then Ronan had needed to explain why he was carrying a long wooden staff not dirty, and they hadn't yet gotten around to cooking.

"One of my friends sent it to me this morning," he explained. "I think I may have mentioned Filif at some point? The one who looks like a Christmas tree."

[OOC: First thread locked to Ronan, Peter, and a third person, but then open like a common room after that!]

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 05:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Please tell me that's not actually a piece of him," Peter said. Because he honestly couldn't rule that out.

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Uh huh," Peter said, nodding like that had made any kind of sense to him.

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Are you sure this wasn't a practical joke?" Peter teased. "Like next week he'll send you a half-eaten candy bar and swear it also needs to be in the possession of an Earth wizard?"

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 05:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Cimorene had been meaning to bring her room to the level of clean she typically liked, so she was in kitchen, filling up a bucket with and adding soap. Her hunt for a lemon meant that she hadn't noticed Peter's and Ronan's entrance, but she had heard one particular word at the tail end of the conversation and noticed the staff. "Oh bother." And that would be why a bucketful of soapy, lemony water was flying at Ronan.

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 05:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"Why aren't you melting?" Cimorene demanded, ignoring the question.

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'd say the better question is why did you just hit him with water?" Peter asked.

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"Wizards melt." Cimorene offered as an explanation.

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"Trust me," Peter said. "Water doesn't make Ronan do that."

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nasty ones who absorb magic into their staffs." She looked pointedly at Ronan's staff. Not dirty.

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ronan's not evil," Peter said. Then, a thought occuring to him, he added, "Nathan didn't put you up to this, did he?"

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Cimorene's hands remained crossed on her chest. "Hmmph! I've never met a wizard who didn't make a nuisance of himself."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nobody's saying he's not occasionally a pain in the neck," Peter said, flashing a quick grin at Ronan. "He's just not evil."

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Cimorene was still frowning, but it was a different frown now. "No." She said, a bit reluctantly. "They mostly use Latin. I suppose you could be from a different world, like Isabel said."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Plenty of us are," Peter said.

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 06:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Wet, soapy boyfriend? "Well if I have to," Peter said, pretending to be put-upon as he and Ronan headed out.

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Cimorene was still frowning as they left, though she did go to get a mop to clean up the water that got spilled against Ronan.

[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com 2008-01-12 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack moped through and just stared at the water.

"See? This is why we can't have nice things," he said to himself.