http://sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2008-03-16 06:02 pm

Dorm Lobby, Sunday Evening

In the lobby is a big-ass banner that reads "WELCOME HOME TIME TRAVELLERS AND AWAY TEAMS AND WORLD SAVERS AND EVERYONE". And... that's more or less it.

On a table in the corner is punch and pie. JUST punch and pie, and the punch comes pre-spiked. There's also a box with a sign on it that says "NO PIE unless you deposit souvenirs here". Feel free to ignore it.

Sokka, after the TREMENDOUS effort involved in planning a shindig such as this, is sitting on the couch and rubbing his eyes, which are still dry and burning from earlier.

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2008-03-17 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Did you help with the angel statue things?" Chad, who might have been starting to feel really, really bad for being a useless lump of rock, asked.

[identity profile] minnesota-teen.livejournal.com 2008-03-17 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
"I was part of an away team, so yah, kinda?" Amber said, eyebrow arched. "It was a tad harrowin' but no complaints from me. I wanted to help." Which might not have made Chad feel any better to hear.

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2008-03-17 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
Well, Chad still thought it was Saturday, so it didn't make him feel too bad. He nodded, giving Amber a thumbs-up. "Good job," he said.

[identity profile] minnesota-teen.livejournal.com 2008-03-17 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
"At least everyone is home and safe," she smiled. "Back to classes tomorrow, but home safe today and wow, this punch has a kick doesn't it?"

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2008-03-17 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
"I dunno," Chad admitted, tilting his head slightly at the bowl. "I haven't really had much."

He was much more of a pie guy.

"Is it good, then?"

[identity profile] minnesota-teen.livejournal.com 2008-03-17 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
"There's alcohol in it," she said without preamble. "I'm not much of a drinker, but it's good, yah you betcha."

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2008-03-17 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh." Chad glanced at the punchbowl thoughtfully.

"Is there usually alcohol in punch?"

[identity profile] minnesota-teen.livejournal.com 2008-03-17 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
"When they spike it and this here's been spiked. Reno said it was full of alochol but not as much as he would like," Amber nodded, finishing off her second cup.

"Taste it."

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2008-03-17 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
Which, congenially, Chad did.

"Tastes like punch," he decided, although, by that, he meant that he could definitely taste the alcohol. He shrugged, taking another sip. "Not bad..."

[identity profile] minnesota-teen.livejournal.com 2008-03-17 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
"And so good after comin' back from a hot desert," she said, reaching up to scratch at her peeling nose a little.

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2008-03-17 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Desert's not so bad," Chad said. "S'that where you went for the away thing, then?"

Chad, you see, was very good at putting one and one together.

[identity profile] minnesota-teen.livejournal.com 2008-03-17 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Yah, you betcha," she nodded. "And when you've got bandits shootin' at you? Pretty bad, Chad."

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2008-03-17 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Bandits?" The question (almost) had a surprised lift in it, but it was an interesting sort of surprise above anything else.

[identity profile] minnesota-teen.livejournal.com 2008-03-17 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Yah," she nodded emphatically. "Desert men with cloth thingies over their faces." Amber might be exaggerating a smidgen. She didn't actually see them, she only knew they were shooting. She had put her head down and hung on to her camel for dear life.

But she's seen pictures of bandits in books.

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2008-03-17 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Why do you think they were shooting at you?"

And, after a pause, Chad added to his inquiry: "How do you think they could shoot if they had cloth over their faces?"

[identity profile] minnesota-teen.livejournal.com 2008-03-17 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Only because they totally were. Our guide freaked out," she shook her head, shuddering as she thought of that moment.

"Huh, what?" She blinked, confused at his question and it took her a moment to think about it. "Their eyes were free. They were covered from their nose down, yah."

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2008-03-17 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh." Chad nodded. "That makes more sense."

[identity profile] minnesota-teen.livejournal.com 2008-03-17 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
Amber grinned. "Yah, I should have been more clear on that one. So what did you do?"

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2008-03-17 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
Chad was quiet for a moment. And then some slight shifting settled in, his eyes sliding up toward some corner where ceiling met wall.

"...I...stayed here and made sure people were safe."

Which was partially true, if Teddy counted as people. Which he totally could.

[identity profile] minnesota-teen.livejournal.com 2008-03-17 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
"I knew it had to be somethin' like that," she said, checking out his size. "Had to put quite a few at ease and that's important."