3rd Floor Common Room, Friday Evening

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Washing one's clothes in a stream meant that Firekeeper was actually quite comfortably attired as she (and Blind Seer, who just plain didn't need to worry about clothes) wandered in to the common room with boxes from one of the food-selling places in town. The smell of fresh-baked bread and cheese had drawn her in, but then she'd been asked about "toppings" and, not quite being able to decide, ended up leaving with a half-dozen of the disc-shaped bread things.

Which was far more than even a very hungry wolf needed, really. Which is why they were all laid out on a table, ready to be shared should anyone else wander in.

Meanwhile, Firekeeper flipped on the television and looked for something interesting to watch. Perhaps something along the lines of what they'd seen in class today, with explosions.

[ooc: open like a CR!]

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"I meant in bigger than third-grader size, you dweeb," Katchoo insisted. Affectionately. Yes, she was capable of that.

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine dropped the pouty face. "Me neither," she admitted. "But if there's something dorky looking on the planet, you can trust my family to find it. and buy it for me."

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"It doesn't look dorky," Katchoo maintained. "It's cute."

She tilted her head and looked from a slightly different angle. "Okay, it's dorky."

[thatsamilkshake]

"It is," Francine agreed. "But I'll take that over naked any day."

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"Just stay away from the auditorium, Francie," Katchoo said sagely. "The stage end, at least."

[thatsamilkshake]

She shuddered. "Like I'm ever going near a stage again."