Second Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

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The series premiere of Darkest Night aired tonight and Tony settled himself in the couch with microwave popcorn, soda and a bag of marshmallow strawberries. He'd seen most of the filming, but he hadn't seen the final cut of the episode and he wanted to see how it'd turned out.

Also, Lee Nicholas was shirtless for most of the third act.

He'd mostly handwavily let a few people know about the show's premiere and had a few extra bags of popcorn to make if needed.

[OOC: Open! About Darkest Night. Feel free to assume Tony mentioned the premiere and a viewing party to your character or just wander in.]

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[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

Andrew wandered in and plopped down next to Tony. "You have snacks," he noted, peering over at the marshmallows.

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Tony pulled a marshmallow strawberry from the bag and held it out to Andrew. "Snacks are mandatory for TV watching," he said.

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

Andrew gladly took the offered snack. "So, this show we're going to watch," he gestured towards the television, "is there going to be any good eye candy?"

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Tony grinned. "Yeah. Lee Nicholas is the best part of this show."

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"And what did you do on the show?" he asked. "Did you get to spray water on the shirtless guys?"

[swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com]

Claire heard noise from the common room on her way up to her room, so she popped her head in and watched for a moment. "Oh, dude, is that the guy from StreetCred? My brother's, like, obsessed with that show."

David liked cops, what could she say?

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"Hey Claire," Tony smiled. "Yeah, Mason Reed's got a new show. Wanna join us?"

[swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Tony. It's not like I have plans," Claire decided amiably, plopping herself on the couch. "So has he learned to act in the last seven years?"

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"I think he's learned a few new facial expressions," Tony said. "Does that count?"

[swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com]

"It's probably close enou...." Claire said, then trailed off, her attention caught by an impressive fight on the screen. "Okay, what's that thing he's fighting?"

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco was bored. The TV was on. Hence, there was a Marco in the common room, being not as bored.

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"Hey Marco," Tony said. "You like vampire detective shows?"

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"Does it have a deeper philosophical message about the meaning of life?"

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Tony tilted his head at the TV. "Maybe? Depends on how you interpret it."

[swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com]

Claire waved at Marco. "You aren't a monkey this time!"

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

"But still adorable!"

[swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com]

"And totally modest," Claire said, giving him only a slightly fishy look.

[talon-wraith.livejournal.com]

Myn had been debating whether or not to be social tonight, but the desire for human contact had won out. He walked over to the couch, eyeing the television. "Wow. That's a lot of blood."

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"Hey," Tony smiled. "It's a vampire show. Blood is compulsory kinda required."

[talon-wraith.livejournal.com]

"At least it's fake?" Myn smiled back. "How's your week going so far?"

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"Not too bad. How about you?"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack popped in for a bit of social time, grabbing room on a chair.

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Tony waved at the new arrival.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Vampires? Cool!" He grinned a bit. Hey, that guy was the guy from the theater, right? "How's it going?"

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"Not bad," Tony said. He knew this guy. What was his name? "How about you, Jack?"