Fourth Floor Common Room, Monday Evening

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

Hannibal kind of loved having no classes on Mondays. Having an extended weekend every week made his life a little easier and his sleep a lot longer.

So, having just woken up a few hours ago (yeah, really), he'd ordered a pizza, once it arrived, had taken it down to the common room. He wasn't planning on eating the pizza immediately.

Quiet nights like this called for made up games of umbrella sock golf. After he'd hauled the pizza down to the common room, he went and retrieved his umbrella and a clean pair of socks.

And now he was hitting them around the common room, trying to hit certain targets. So far, he'd gotten two out of six targets. He was kind of bad at this game.

[Oooopen! LJ outage is tomorrow so I play tonight!]

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[blinkandsneeze.livejournal.com]

Viki peeked into the common room on her way back to her room, drawn by the smell of pizza, and blinked.

"What," she asked, with a tilt of her head, "did the socks ever do to you?"

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Socks aren't alive so they don't care about this," Hannibal answered, taking a swing at them and sending the socks over the couch.

[blinkandsneeze.livejournal.com]

"That doesn't quite answer the question, I shouldn't think," she noted, leaning against the wall. "Whether they are alive or not, I mean, they could still have done something."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"They didn't do anything," he said and smiled over at her. "I'm just bored. And they were readily available."

[minnesota-teen.livejournal.com]

Amber walked on in and drew up short.

"What the crap are you doing, Hannibal King?"

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"It's called," Hannibal said, leaning on his umbrella oh so suavely, "umbrella sock golf, Amber Atkins. Never played before?"

[minnesota-teen.livejournal.com]

"You totally just made that up. A made up game in your head because you're either bored or because you need new socks," she said, grinning as she walked in and over to him.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"I did not make it up," he lied. "It's game played by gladiators and titans alike! And if I am a little bored well...umbrella sock golf is still totally amazing!"

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Teddy paused as he passed by the common room entrance. He just had to ask... "What are you doing?"

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Reading a book," Hannibal said and thwacked the socks towards the wall near Teddy.

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

"Must be an interesting one," Teddy said, leaning in to look at the socks. "Are those clean?"

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Stained with sweat and grass," he said and laughed. "Of course they are. I did my own laundry without shrinking things!"

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Chuck left Sweetie in his room today while going up to the fourth floor for the more superior fruit in the fridge (it was true). He was very glad to see it was Hannibal in there today and not Dean. Dean sucked.

"Oh there's got to be better ways to spend your time."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"You're just mad because you didn't think of this first," Hannibal said. "Also, I'm bored."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Boredom equals inventing sock-related sports where you come from?" Chuck asked, raising an eyebrow.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"And what would you have done, Mr. Bass?" Hannibal asked, leaning on his umbrella.

[im-afrog.livejournal.com]

Adam wandered down to the common room, wondering what people were up to, and paused in the doorway. He may have been staring at Hannibal in wonder. "Do I want to know what you're doing?"

He was only teasing.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"I dunno," Hannibal said, taking a whack at his socks, "do you?"

[im-afrog.livejournal.com]

Adam chuckled, grinning. "Why not?" He shrugged. "I'm curious."

[withoutverona]

Romeo had gone down a floor out of vague post-physics restlessness, and paused, interested in the sport, at the door to the common room. "Are you winning?" he asked Hannibal.

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"By like three hundred points!" Hannibal said happily. "I'm the king of this game."

[withoutverona]

Romeo was suitably impressed. "Cnogratulations, man," he said, going to find a drink. "What are the rules, then?"

[blackmagic-eve.livejournal.com]

"... do you have any logic going on right now?" Eve asked, arching an eyebrow. "'cause I'm thinking not."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"What?" Hannibal asked, frowning over at her. "Since when do I need logic to have fun?"

[blackmagic-eve.livejournal.com]

"Oh, nonono, no logic needed," she assured him. "Just trying to figure out if this was logic-less fun or just really wacky logic fun."