3rd Floor Common Room, Friday Evening

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

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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[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"Just because you like them?"

[lovemykilt]

"Exactly!"

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

She smiled. "Priestly? Will you help me with my hair soon?"

[lovemykilt]

"Sure thing. I've got the stuff in my room. Stop by anytime."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"I should like to pay you for the use of your stuff, if you'll allow it."

[lovemykilt]

"I'm not taking your money. Consider it karma."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"How's that?" she asked, grinning a little.

[lovemykilt]

"You've never heard of karma?"

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"It's a nice word, but not really, no." It was never mentioned in any of the books she's ever read.

[lovemykilt]

"Oh man. It's like . . ." How to describe it? "Like, what you do, comes back to you. You do something crappy, and crappy things happen. You do something good, and good things happen."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I see. So if you do my hair for me, then something good will come of it?"

[lovemykilt]

"Exactly."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"But I should do something nice for you then," she decided.

[lovemykilt]

Priestly shrugged. "If you want. No need to stress about it."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"No, I wouldn't stress over something like that. I stress over much much bigger things."

[lovemykilt]

"Like not having clothes. But surprisingly, not like having a dick."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

That would be Penelope choking on her milk that she had just taken a sip of.

[lovemykilt]

"'Cause, honestly, I think waking up a girl would totally freak me out more than just being stuck in my underwear."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

She had to use his towel to wipe her mouth and her chin, and the top part of her chest.

"I... tried not to dwell."

[lovemykilt]

"Okay, okay." Priestly raised his hands, grinning. "I'm not trying to get you to freak out more. Just saying . . . weird happens. Might as well enjoy the ride, right?"

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

Her gaze flickered over him and she nodded. "Yes, I suppose one does what one must and be at least...somewhat cheery about it."

[lovemykilt]

"Exactly! Take advice from the Mr. Happy boxers."