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Tony Foster ([personal profile] wantstodirect) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2009-05-27 06:17 pm

Second Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

For the Darkest Night finale episode, Tony handwavily picked up a couple of pizzas and several pints of ice cream. He filled up a plate for himself with a little of each. Mmm, pepperoni and chocolate. Wasn't too bad, actually.

Tonight's season finale episode featured a number of flashbacks from Raymond Dark's life. From the previews, it looked like most of them involved waterfalls, children in white clothing and butterflies. Very existential. Tony hoped they could fit some shirtless Lee in there somewhere. Maybe under the waterfall.

[Open! Last non-rerun DN post until fall.]

[identity profile] youcantfollow.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
Griff came bearing powdered cheddar cheese and he'd even invited someone from the hall if she showed since Dinah had made the need to bring someone clear.

"Hope I brought enough cheese for the lot." Oh, so concerned.

[identity profile] youcantfollow.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Excellent! I'm serving a purpose, then," Griff told him.

[identity profile] cutsthestrings.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
Griff got a very cheerful wave.

[identity profile] youcantfollow.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
Fiona got a nod and a hand raise. Mostly because he wasn't the type to flailingly wave across a room. But his smile was bright.

[identity profile] cutsthestrings.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
She patted the couch next to her in a blatant invitation.

[identity profile] youcantfollow.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
He moved to take up a spot by her. "Didn't know you were a fan of cheese."

[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
Rose eyed Griff's food offering. "Powdered cheese?"

[identity profile] youcantfollow.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Wasn't sure there'd be enough on-screen," he informed her. "You bring an offering of food?" It seemed the customary thing.

[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
She cracked up, far too amused. "It's not a food offering if you can't actually eat it," she pointed out.

[identity profile] youcantfollow.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
There were two questions to follow that sort of response. "Does that mean you don't eat or you don't cook? If it's the latter, I'd point out that I didn't cook either."

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Dude!" This got a bounce on the couch and a pointed finger of glee. "You brought the cheese!" Like she'd just been waiting to say that.

[identity profile] youcantfollow.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Did you bring the popcorn?" Griff asked, holding up the shaker of orange powder temptingly.

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
Dinah reached out a hand, and the bag from the microwave zipped over to her grasp. "Here and ready to be made cheesy!"

[identity profile] youcantfollow.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
Griff's eyes widened. "Cool!" Sometimes he almost forgot he was living with powered kids.

"You do the honors?" He tossed the shaker in her direction, figuring if she could do that she could probably catch.

[identity profile] oops-mbad.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Is it alive?" Diana asked.

[identity profile] youcantfollow.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
Griff stared at her for a moment. "I'm sorry? Why would it be alive?"

[identity profile] oops-mbad.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
"It's powdered cheese." Diana stated, as if talking to a small child.

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[personal profile] weetuskenraider 2009-05-28 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey, Griff," Tahiri called. "What is that?"

[identity profile] youcantfollow.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Fake cheese," he replied. "Potentially real, but I doubt they could make it shake like it does without tons of things that should classify it as fake."
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"So about five percent cheese and ninety-five percent weird stuff," Tahiri guessed. "Do you just eat it by the handful or something?"

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[personal profile] glacial_queen 2009-05-28 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
Karla nodded at Griff, recognizing him from her booth at the multicultural fair.

[identity profile] youcantfollow.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
Griff smiled in return, remembering Karla and her unicorn adventure.
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[personal profile] glacial_queen 2009-05-28 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
"What is that you have?" she asked, looking at the jar of powder in his hand. It looked like a spell component.

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