Second Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

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The best thing about the end of the holidays? TV shows off hiatus. Tony had chips and soda and was back to his usual Wednesday spot on the couch to watch Darkest Night.

It occurred to him once he got settled that he probably should have picked up some alcohol. Because tonight was Episode Nine. The one that would make the "Beer Bad" episode of Wendy the Werewolf Stalker look like a work of genius.

Tonight, Raymond Dark and James Taylor Grant had to face... the Mold Man. With bonus Charlemagne flashbacks.

[Open! Episode Nine: possibly the worst TV episode ever. About Darkest Night.]

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[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack was on his way out for some--ooh, television.

He'd just watch for a bit as he plopped into an open chair.

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"Hey," Tony waved. "How's it going?"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Not bad. You?" Oh, great, now he wanted popcorn.

[darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com]

Peyton made her way down to the common room and curled up on the other end of the couch. "New ep tonight?"

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"Mold Man," Tony said. He held out the bag of chips to her. "How's it going?"

[darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com]

"Mold man..." Peyton shook her head and took a handful of chips. "I'm really pretty great. And you?"

[thatsamilkshake]

The situation in Francine's room had gotten dire: those tins of Christmas cookies were just sitting there. Staring at her. Calling to her with their tiny cookie voices. Come on, Francine, eat us! Just a couple! You can stop after two! Or three! You'll still fit into your new jeans by the end of the week. We promise! Liars. Clearly they had to go.

"Save me from my cookies?" she asked plaintively as she came into the common room, grabbed an empty spot at the end of a couch, and held up the open holiday tin.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah picked her way across the room, and stopped at this, giggling. "You need a cookie hero?"

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine stifled a laugh and nodded earnestly. "They're evil! They want to make my hips go bloooooooooooph!" She spread her arms to gargantuan, elephant's-child-bearing width.

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Tony eyed the tin. "What are they doing?" he asked. Around here, you never knew.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Cookies?" Merlin asked. Sure, his time might not have known that word, but sweets were universal.

And he hadn't had in since the last feast at Camelot...

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

"Why is you needing saving from cookies?" Firekeeper gave Francine a deeply confused look.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Are they attacking you?" he asked. Hey, it's a valid question here.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah had planned on heading down to the lobby again, but had been distracted by the sounds of a television on her way down the stairs. Poking her head in the room, she'd stopped, staring at the cute semi-shirtless guy on-screen... fighting a guy who looked like Clayface. If Clayface were made of moss. And green make-up.

"... oh my god, that's lame."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Hullo, Dinah!" Merlin greeted cheerfully.

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"That's Darkest Night," Tony said ruefully. "You one of the new arrivals?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Investigating the other rooms in the building, Merlin found himself looking in at the flashing box and Tony. "Is that the Tee Vee?"

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"Yup," Tony said. "This is a show called Darkest Night, about a vampire detective."

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

Firekeeper and Blind Seer were, shockingly enough, also in their usual spot on the couch.

Noting the presence of unfamiliar faces mixed in with the familiar ones, Firekeeper offered a general "Hello!" to the room.

She was getting better at this conversation stuff, she felt.

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"Hey!" Tony waved at her.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Hu--" Merlin greeted the girl and--wolf? "--llo?"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Hi!" Jack returned, waving.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Hey!" Dinah said, waving back from her chair, then peering over at Blind Seer. "Oh, cool. What kind of dog is he?"

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Liir had almost forgotten about the television show (about as much as he'd stopped watching television) but on his way up, he saw Tony settling down to watch.

"May I join?"

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"Totally," Tony said. He offered Liir the bag of chips. "How's it going?"