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.

[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 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."

[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?"

[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]

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.

[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--"

[intraspective]

"Thank you," Ino said, going to had pepper to her eggs. "And I'm... pretty fantastic. I got to mock Ichigo like crazy earlier."

[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.

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

Hurley peeked his head into the common room.

"Any crazy people in here?"

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Sweet Lurline, thank you.

Like any stalwart atheist, it was mostly just a thing to say in relief but who knew? Best to put in a good word when he could.

Considering all the blacking out and in that'd happened for him this weekend, he was glad he hadn't-- well, he probably hadn't--

"Over the dance?" he asked innocently.

[intraspective]

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

[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]

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

[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."

[intraspective]

Her grin grew. "Nuh huh," Ino said. "Over him declaring me his one true love last night."

[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.

[intraspective]

"Yesterday was hilarious," Ino said brightly. "I had someone confess that I was their one true love and got to laugh at them this morning."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"Aha.

"Well, if that's so, I'm probably going to have to meet him sometime," he said, because yes, he's going to pretend this weekend was completely normal. Completely. Normal. Normal with completely attached to it right at the front.

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Was there something in the water or something?" Hurley said. "I mean, like, I guess not, unless I was immune, but... that was kinda weird."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He held out the plate but his cheeks turned the color of wine. It was almost comical, considering how pale he was.

"That depends entirely when you heard it. If it was Friday, we went to the dance together and I asked her to dinner. If it was... anything else, then I'll inform you I'm trying to forget that happened."

[intraspective]

That got a laugh.

"He didn't mean it this morning," Ino shared, after a bite of toast. "But I'm still going to mock him for it for forever."

Poor Ichigo. A beat.

"But you should definitely meet him! He's fun to annoy!"

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

Penelope pressed her hands to her cheeks in an effort to cool them. Only then did she turn around, though cautiously did her eyes remain on the floor.

"I was not myself. I never would have... and what I said... I didn't mean..." she stuttered.

"I'm sorry, truly sorry."

And after all this, he still wanted to have dinner with her. It didn't make sense. How could he not hate her for her crass demeanor and stupid, idiot words?

"I would, yes," she whispered, because yes, she did.

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Yeeeah, I wasn't sure about that," Hurley said. "Everything I heard yesterday seemed a little... crazy."