Second floor common room, late Sunday night

[cheminthehead.livejournal.com]

The genet dashed into the common room, Gladys following, and leapt onto the couch, the TV, then bounced back. "You Have Too Much Energy," she told it, holding out a hand. It leapt into it and started sharpening its claws and trilling.

That meant it was hungry (Gladys had not let it eat any of the tiny monkeys) so she started opening cupboards, looking for something to feed it. The genet immediately ran inside and started kicking things out. "That Is Not Helpful."

It ignored her, pounced on a cereal box, dragged it to the middle of the room, and started disembowelling it. "Your Manners Need Some Work."

[ooc: Beware of chaotic genet.]

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[solo_sword]

Jaina was bored and therefore wandering looking for entertainment, and when she got to the second floor, she decided her search for entertainment was over. "New friend?" she asked.

[cheminthehead.livejournal.com]

The genet lifted its head and hissed at her, clutching the cereal protectively to its body. Gladys sighed and tapped it on the head. "Hissing Is Rude," she informed it. "Hello, Jaina. It Is A Genet. I Think It Is A Pet, But It Has No Manners."

[solo_sword]

"Pets usually don't, without some training," she said, watching the animal from a safe distance. "Is it yours?"

[cheminthehead.livejournal.com]

"Yes. It Has Adopted Me." Her eyes flickered, as if she wasn't sure how she felt about it. "I Do Not Know How To Train It. It Is Friendly When It Is Not Eating."

The genet grumbled and chirruped, wolfing down more cereal.

[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

Alice hovered in the doorway, looking at the genet, then the golem, and the genet again.

"I've a feeling you're being dreadfully disobedient," she told the genet, smiling.

She could recognize her own kind, after all.

[cheminthehead.livejournal.com]

It looked up, cereal stuck in its whiskers and trilled at her. "It Has No Manners," Gladys told her. "I Am Gladys."

[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

"Alice Liddell, pleased to make your acquaintance," she said. The curtsy was too ingrained to have been lost in her month at Fandom. "I should be surprised if it did have manners. Most animals don't, although the cats I've known certainly believe themselves to be well-mannered. Or perhaps they consider themselves too regal for etiquette to matter."

[cheminthehead.livejournal.com]

"It Is A Genet." Gladys looked down at it, and it blinked up at her, looking innocent as it crunched up another piece. "I Am A Golem So It Is Not Necessary To Curtsy To Me."

[solo_sword]

Recognizing the girl from the raving royals class, Jaina gave her a little wave. "Alice, right?"

[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

"Yes, quite," Alice said, dropping the other girl a curtsy. "I'm afraid I know your face, but not your name. My apologies, that's terribly rude. We're in class together, I believe?"

[solo_sword]

"Yeah," she said. "It's Jaina. And don't worry about it. Introductions in class a few weeks ago doesn't generally stick in the brains of the listening audience. You're newish here, right?"

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Hey Alice," Jamie said taking a seat away from the genet. "What's the good word?"

[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

"Hello, Jamie," she smiled, bobbing her head in an abbreviated nod. "Is there a particular good word? I'm fond of ones that are difficult to pronounce."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"I'll take whatever springs to mind," Jamie grinned. "Give me your best word."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie carefully entered the common room looking for any particular people who might want his head.

And then saw Gladys and her pet. "Hey, Gladys. Pick out a name yet?"

[cheminthehead.livejournal.com]

"Hello, Jamie." The genet was now sugar-fuelled and it bounced around Jamie, chirruping and trilling. "It Does Not Have A Name Yet. I Do Not Know What To Call It."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie watched the pet bounce around in amusement... while also making sure it would attack him. "Frisky little thing, isn't it?" Jamie chuckled. "Well as for the name, is it a boy or a girl?"

[cheminthehead.livejournal.com]

Gladys' eyes dimmed. "I Do Not Know." The genet crouched, butt wiggling, and Gladys scooped it up before it could attack Jamie's foot.

[thankgoditsme.livejournal.com]

Friday looked bleary-eyed as he walked into the common room with a blanket and pillow. He dropped them beside one of the couches and wandered barefoot over to the fridge. There was probably a reason why he was doing this on the second floor and not his own floor, but Friday wasn't about to get into it.

He pulled the milk out of the fridge. "Anyone know where they keep the biscuits?"

[cheminthehead.livejournal.com]

"There Are Some In The Cupboard," Gladys told him. The genet followed him to the fridge and looked at it hopefully. It knew what came out of fridges.

[thankgoditsme.livejournal.com]

Friday looked down at the genet, not entirely sure what it was or if it was going to try to eat his ankles. "Thanks." He went to the cupboard and rummaged around until he found some Oreos. They would do. He eyed the genet again. "I think it's hungry."

[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

Alice smiled at the newcomer, noting that his accent sounded far closer to home than most she encountered here. It might be entirely coincidental; perhaps he was yet another alien, and aliens from that particular galaxy all had accents mimicking the ones from Earth. Stranger things had happened, really, and seemed to be part and parcel of this island's daily business.

At any rate, she smiled and gave the boy a nod. "If you find any biscuits, will you share?" she asked. "I'd apologize for forwardness, but I've already established myself as a dirty usurper of others' food. I have a reputation to maintain."

[thankgoditsme.livejournal.com]

"As much as I'd like to keep all biscuits ever made to myself," Friday replied, "I think my mum would find some way to cross timestreams and continents to smack me across the head if I didn't share." He offered the bag of Oreos. "And I wouldn't want to interfere with someone's reputation as a dirty usurper of food. It would be impolite."

[solo_sword]

Noting his common room accessories, Jaina had to note, "You look like you're getting nice and comfortable."

[thankgoditsme.livejournal.com]

He returned to the couch area with milk and Oreos. "I didn't feel like climbing back upstairs after I found something to eat, so I decided to bring along the pillow and blanket and sleep here the night. Then I don't have to come back down here come breakfast time. It's very efficient."