Third Floor Common Room - Monday Morning - 10/13

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Liir could not stay in his room this morning.

Liir... had to do something normal, something mundane, something hot and greasy and familiar, and that was why he was in the common room kitchen doing a massive fry up for anyone who thought it worth the effort to creep out of their room.

Anyone who started conversations with anything other than 'this weekend' also got a brownie.

[open and free food for all!][...and considering this weekend, his icon (and where it comes from) is FAR TOO AMUSING FOR WORDS right now]

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[swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com]

"Oooh, food," Claire said, helping herself to some toast. "So if I ever start using my middle name, put a bullet through my brain. Please."

Not that she had ever met Liir before in her life, but it seemed a reasonable enough request.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He dropped a very very rich brownie on her plate and nodded.

"A musket ball, but I'll keep it in mind. Hello," he said, as it seemed the thing to do, considering.

"Take as much as you'd like. I'm... probably going to be in the kitchen most of the day."

As the immortal Bobby Hobbes once said: "It comforts him."

[swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com]

"Whatever you like to shoot, as long as it works," Claire grumbled, biting into the brownie.

It made things a little better.

"Seriously, I had a French accent. And I hated this guy I think is related to Master Skywalker, like, violently, for no reason." She shook her head. "I'm Claire, by the way. Not Claire Simone unless you're my mother and I just broke something."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"Liir," he offered, nodding instead of offering a hand since there was eating going on.

"And I was a complete jackanaps."

He paused before explaining: "asshole. I treated someone like a maid, was positively lecherous..."

He shuddered.

"And I still have to apologize to Penelope over everything."

[intraspective]

Ino? Was in a ridiculously cheerful mood after mocking Ichigo for his pain.

And, she was hungry. And lazy. Generally looking for Liir would net her some food, so that's what she was doing.

And that'd be a little sister tackle hugging him at some moment when he wasn't in danger of death by grease thanks to the surprise of it.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He was glad she'd picked the right moment and oh the hug felt wonderful and did he ever need it. He admitted to himself that he hugged her a little longer than necessary.

"Good morning to you," he said with a brief smile.

"Something for breakfast? I can do up something a little lighter if you're not in the mood for all this grease."

[intraspective]

"Morning," she chirped, not at all minding him hugging her for a bit longer than necessary. It was Liir, he did things like that. "And it's an awesome one, seriously. Can I get just toast and eggs, please?"

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He nodded before plating those very items right before her eyes and handing them over.

"It is rather nice out today, all things considered. How are you?"

Please don't mention this weekend.

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

The smell of food lured her from the safe confines of her bedroom. Penelope was hungry.

But as soon as her eyes settled on Liir, she twirled around and ran. He must hate her and that was one conversation she didn't think she was strong enough to handle.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

The spatula was tossed into the sink and the pan put on an empty burner as he ran after her.

"Penelope! Penelope, wait--"

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

She halted, her back to him, and closed her eyes, feeling the whole of her body heat with mortification. "Y-yes?" she managed, though barely. She couldn't face him, she just couldn't.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He slowed down so as not to bowl her over.

"I just... I wanted to apologize. For everything this weekend. I hope-- I--

"What I said, what I did...

"I'd hate--"

If he could get out a sentence, she would be far more likely to forgive him, some caustic portion of his mind reminded him.

"Would you... still like to have dinner with me? Is what I wanted to say."

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

Hurley peeked his head into the common room.

"Any crazy people in here?"

[intraspective]

"Define crazy!" Ino commanded. With a grin. "Hiya, Hurley!"

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Anyone suddenly thinking they're priests?" Hurley said. "I... yesterday was very confusing. And stuff."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"Yes, but only the normal brand of insanity today," he offered tiredly. "And fried food."

He held up a plate.

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Ohhhh, hey dude," Hurley said. "Fried food is the best."

He wondered how to breach the subject of Penelope.

"So... what's this I hear about you and Penelope?"

That worked as good as anything.

[swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com]

"Not crazy, but if you ever hear me start talking with a French accent, knock me out," Claire said. "Hey, Hurley."

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Oh man, French accent?" Hurley said. "Is that what happened to you this weekend?"

[elephantgadget.livejournal.com]

Helen made her way down to the 3rd floor common room since that appeared to be the place where she had gone quite insane on Saturday. And that boy, Liir, had they actually had sex together? She knew she'd planned to in order to get some bizarre information from him, and what had that been about? The Hands of Uquar were no terrorist organization.

In any case, she remembered leading him out of the common room... and everything got a bit fuzzy from there.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Liir actually ducked behind the counter.

...the problem being that he was mostly visible from the side until he scrambled around not to be.

[elephantgadget.livejournal.com]

Helen blinked at him. And his disappearing act. "Are you hiding from me?" she asked bluntly.

[wantstodirect]

Tony followed the smell of food upstairs. "Wow, did you cook all this?"

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He nodded as he looked around at all the food he'd... oh my, he had, hadn't he?

"And you get a brownie."

[wantstodirect]

"Thanks," Tony said. "Did I do something special or is it just for Thanksgiving?"