ext_31287 ([identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2008-09-03 07:17 pm

Fourth floor common room, Wednesday evening

Dean had popcorn, candy, soda and the remote control to the tv. He wasn't exactly sure what was on -- but he figured he could flip channels until he found something interesting.

He also had a toy mouse and a grey cat that would chase said mouse every time he threw it. He looked down at Hunter as the cat brought it back for the umpteenth time. "Shouldn't you be getting tired right about now? What, did you manage to find the kitty equivalent of Red Bull or something?"

Hunter didn't answer beyond staring intently at the toy mouse in his human's hand.

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[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2008-09-03 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Your cat retrieves?" Helen asked curiously from the doorway. "Isn't that more a dog thing?"

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2008-09-03 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
She laughed. "I've never really seen a cat before, just read about them. Not real cats like this at least."

[identity profile] decoder-rings.livejournal.com 2008-09-03 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)
His room was boring so Hannibal wondered down the hall and into the common room. It wasn't deserted, which was nice, but he didn't recognize the guy in there.

"Petsitting?"

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2008-09-03 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Helen wondered idly if her abilities to influence animals would stretch to cats, but decided instead to crouch down and offer a hand, fully prepared to be ignored.

[identity profile] decoder-rings.livejournal.com 2008-09-03 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah, pet owner," he corrected. "Sorry. Haven't seen any pets around here. Must've been looking in the wrong places, obviously. Cute, though."

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2008-09-03 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
She stayed very still, making her mind warm and welcoming, but without attempting to influence at all.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2008-09-03 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Helen smiled at him. "Hello."

[identity profile] decoder-rings.livejournal.com 2008-09-03 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hannibal King," he said, nodding at both Dean and Hunter. "Good to meet you. I apparently don't get out enough. And I only live down the hall."

[identity profile] decoder-rings.livejournal.com 2008-09-03 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey, Helen," he said brightly. "How's life treating you?"

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2008-09-03 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Hurley wandered in, mainly because he heard people on his way up the stairs.

"Dude, kitty," he said.

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2008-09-03 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Quite well, I believe," she said with a smile. "And you? Are your classes going smoothly?"

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2008-09-03 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Helen was glad to oblige and glanced up at Dean with a look of awe on her face. "I didn't even have to make him come over!"

[identity profile] decoder-rings.livejournal.com 2008-09-03 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Only had one so far and it didn't go too badly," he said, shrugging. "It was a hunting class, though. Pretty interesting."

[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com 2008-09-03 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Wow. That's a pretty fierce name. Uhhh, Hunter I mean. Though I guess Dean is... yeah. Hi. I'm Hurley," he said.

[identity profile] yourwhiteknight.livejournal.com 2008-09-03 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Harvey was exploring each floor one by one, trying to map out the place in his head and, of course, look for new people to meet.

"Cute cat," he said to the guy he didn't know.

[identity profile] decoder-rings.livejournal.com 2008-09-03 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"We've gone out a few times, yeah," he said, shrugging casually. "Unless there's another Hannibal and he's been out with her too."

[identity profile] elephantgadget.livejournal.com 2008-09-03 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
She ducked her head with a grin. "I was in that one as well."

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