third floor common room - monday after classes - 12/08

From the depths of his esoteric chamber crept the Thropp, his uneven gait a suiting punishment for the variety of unnameable and unknowable components which weighted his arms. Like a toll of doom, his shadow slipped sinuously over the counter, the oventop, yes, even the refrigerator as he entered the corner of the common room feared by many and bested by some few, brave souls such as he.

For hours did he toil at this task, sifting and stirring and beating, aye, beating the dough as a man possessed! The cauldron beside him bubbled with exotic potency to bewitch the nose and conjure forth the denizens of this strange architecture. And when his work was complete, the great flaming womb of darkness opened and it's fruit pulled forth, only then did he proclaim his triumph!

"Fresh bread and soup if anyone'd like," he said as he took his portion and retired to a corner of the common room to work out a bit of homework.

[open! *can't stop giggling*]

[identity profile] bad-nose-job.livejournal.com 2008-12-08 08:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Penelope found herself wandering down the hallway from her room because she smelled something wonderful. Looking towards the kitchen when she first walked in, she didn't notice Liir in the corner, so she proceeded to help herself to a cup of soup.

[identity profile] bad-nose-job.livejournal.com 2008-12-08 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
She did turn to get a piece of the fresh bread because it looked too delicious to ignore. And she did spot him.

Penelope froze.

[identity profile] bad-nose-job.livejournal.com 2008-12-08 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
He made it. He made it and she just took it without asking because she assumed it was there for everyone and how was she? Did he completely ignore the gesture behind the flowers she sent him?

Of course he did! It was so stupid of her! Stupidstupidstupid. Not to mention three weeks ago now.

She took a moment to swallow what was in her mouth before she carefully set her bowl down. "I didn't know it was yours."

[identity profile] robinthefrog.livejournal.com 2008-12-08 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hi Penelope." Robin waved from his perch on the back of a chair. "You missed it, I was human this weekend."

[identity profile] bad-nose-job.livejournal.com 2008-12-09 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
She blinked. "Oh. I didn't know."

[identity profile] robinthefrog.livejournal.com 2008-12-09 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
"It was weird. And kinda scary at first."

[identity profile] bad-nose-job.livejournal.com 2008-12-09 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm sorry you had to go through that, Robin."

[identity profile] robinthefrog.livejournal.com 2008-12-08 09:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Well it was back to normal. His glimpse of what it was like to be human had been a lot of fun. Except for the bruising and crashing and scraping and pain. But that was all gone now.

He did miss being larger.

"Hi Liir." Robin said when he came in. "How was your weekend?"

[identity profile] robinthefrog.livejournal.com 2008-12-08 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"Pretty good. I turned human this weekend."

[identity profile] robinthefrog.livejournal.com 2008-12-08 11:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, actually I sometimes wondered what it would be like. And it was kinda nice."
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[personal profile] wantstodirect 2008-12-08 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Tony followed his nose upstairs and helped himself to bread and soup. "Did you make this?" he asked Liir.
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[personal profile] wantstodirect 2008-12-08 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's good," Tony said, of the food. He was still getting used to people cooking around him. "Things are good," he added. "And hey, it's almost Christmas break."

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[identity profile] grasshopper-mol.livejournal.com 2008-12-09 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
Molly was famished. Nay, she was nearing starvation and about to perish from the lack of sustenance. She crept on uncertain feet into the nearest gathering area, drawn by the heavenly scents of freshly-baked bread and fragrant soup aloft on the wisping winds of fate.

She beamed with happiness when she saw the gracious benefactor. "Hey. That smells great. Mind if I mooch?"

[identity profile] grasshopper-mol.livejournal.com 2008-12-09 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Uh huh," she nodded, still not used to the presence of a talking felt frog. It was more than a little unusual. "Robert? No. Wait, I can get it...."

[identity profile] robinthefrog.livejournal.com 2008-12-09 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
"You got the first syllable right."

[identity profile] grasshopper-mol.livejournal.com 2008-12-09 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
"You are so my hero," she went to give him a quick kiss on the cheek as she passed by him on the way to the bowls. "Thanks."