http://stocksgrrl.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] stocksgrrl.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2009-02-15 06:39 pm

Fifth Floor Common Room; Early Sunday Evening [ 02/15 ].

Turtle had decided that she didn't want to take any chances and have something weird happen to her on the way to radio because she was going all over the place, so she was going to play it safe and just hang out a while in the common room. She had with her a very healthy dinner of sugary cereal seasoned with sugar and with chocolate milk instead of regular milk, and sunk comfortably in the cushions of the couch with the bowl in her lap and her feet up on the coffee table. The TV was on CNN, and she was having maybe way too much heckling the commentators.

"That's stupid!" she informed one guy. "And you're old, anyway."

It was, she felt, very good radio prep.


[[ I've spent almost all day away from the computer and now wants to plaaaaaay. Open! ]]

[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
This wasn't Ned's floor but Ned's floor was quiet so he'd gone up a few floors until there was noise associated with someone he knew. Thankful that he didn't feel as awkward anymore, he stopped in the door way and asked, "Who's old?"

[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
"The weekend has been busy but it hasn't been bad," he said, smiling back. "A dance back to back with a holiday and I'm ready to sleep for a week. How are you?"

[identity profile] thismaskiwear.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
A little green alarm clock on wheels zipped into the common room and stopped in front of the TV with an inquisitive chirp, then turned and whistled cheerfully at Turtle.

[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Less risk of turning into someone and getting married?" Ned teased. "This weekend has been relatively weird free. It's almost refreshing."

[identity profile] thismaskiwear.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
Clocky chirped back, an excited little beep! of greeting; the time on its face might have been a minute off from what was onscreen, but other than that it didn't look like it was trying to tell her anything important.

Down the hallway, a voice called, "Okay, okay, I'm up, geez!"

Clocky chirped again, as if to say "How does anyone sleep in that late on a weekend?"

[identity profile] thismaskiwear.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
"There you are," Katchoo said from the doorway, glaring at Clocky, who was completely unphased by the look. "Are you happy now?"

[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
"I hope you haven't just jinxed us to an unending wave of weirdness because of that," Ned said, wincing. "I can make due with the giant hat on my head but if I grow a tail or suddenly turn into an ostrich, I might have to ban you from pies."

[identity profile] thismaskiwear.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
Clocky tweeted indignantly, like it thought she'd clearly gotten that backwards.

"Yep," Katchoo confirmed with a sigh. "Sadly."

[identity profile] thismaskiwear.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
Wheeeeeeee! Clocky whirled around in a celebratory circle at the compliment, and Katchoo rolled her eyes.

"That's what everybody says, but nobody else has to deal with the damn thing following them everywhere," she grumbled. "I hate clocks."

The sound Clocky made, once it stopped careening in circles, was very much like a raspberry.

[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
"I'd be the ostrich that sticks my head in the sand and stays there until the weird passes," Ned replied but then frowned. "But, if I did that, I'd turn back into myself with my head in the sand and that might be dangerous."

[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
"I...don't know," he said, frowning upon realizing that. "Maybe they have...another place they breathe out of? Or they can breathe sand?"

[identity profile] thismaskiwear.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't put logic into this," Katchoo complained over Clocky's smug beeping. "Usually it follows me to work. Hell if I know how it manages the stairs, but there you go."

[identity profile] thismaskiwear.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
"I try not to ask," Katchoo said. "It hurts my brain enough that my damn alarm clock is pretty much alive."

[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, they have to be able to breathe somehow," he said and laughed. "I have never actually seen an ostrich stick its head in the sand though so maybe that's all a myth?"

[identity profile] thismaskiwear.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Since last summer," Katchoo said, eyeing her warily. "What? The whole magic thing still throws me."

[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
"You're not wishing that on me, are you, Turtle?" Ned asked, suddenly paranoid that he was going to become an ostrich.

[identity profile] thismaskiwear.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm not sure it was when Francine got it for me, though," Katchoo maintained. "Semi-sentience wasn't on the list of features in the user's manual that came with it."

[identity profile] death-and-pies.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Do you suffer any...after effects from that?" Ned asked, curious. "Kaylee was an animal once too and she slept on my shoulder."

[identity profile] thismaskiwear.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, god," Katchoo said feelingly, then warned Clocky, "Don't get any ideas."

Beat.

"Demon, seriously?"

[identity profile] thismaskiwear.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't need to be a demon to be evil," Katchoo muttered half to herself. "Yeah, okay, clock, that's a point in your favor. Happy now?"

Bzzt.

"Ingrate."

[identity profile] thismaskiwear.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Huh. Yeah, that's probably true," Katchoo had to agree. "Stupid blurred lines."

[identity profile] thismaskiwear.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
Katchoo looked at her curiously. Turtle didn't look, at first glance, like someone who'd accepted that things weren't so black-and-white, but she was right. This place was a little surprising that way.

"Yeah, that's about all you can do, huh?"

[identity profile] thismaskiwear.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
Clocky whistled and rolled away to keep an eye on the TV; this conversation was going a little deep for it.

Katchoo's jaw worked silently as she tried to formulate a response. "That's kind of assuming control is always an option, isn't it?"

Katchoo wasn't really a devout believer in control.

[identity profile] thismaskiwear.livejournal.com 2009-02-16 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay, that I'll give you," Katchoo conceded, not willing to go into more depth than that. "Pretty impressive argument."