http://once-a-traitor.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] once-a-traitor.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2009-06-07 09:00 pm

4th Floor Common Room - Sunday Morning

There wasn't enough facepalming in the world to cover what had gone on over the past few days. That was why Edmund was in complete denial. Instead of dying of embarrassment, he was sitting on the floor in the common room, occasionally eating from a bowl of increasingly soggy cereal and trying to reply to a letter he'd received.

[identity profile] a-demosthenes.livejournal.com 2009-06-07 02:38 pm (UTC)(link)
It was quiet this morning, Valentine had noticed, and she also felt like using the quiet to explore the nuances of dorm-life activity involved in Common Room Hopping. She'd take her breakfast a floor up, she decided, having found that a lot of the random food in the cupboards were often the same; either that, or it was a situation where, if one common room was lacking, the other would provide.

"Morning," she offered to the boy on the floor that she recognized from one of her classes, her hair still a sleepy halo around her head as she drifted over to the cupboards.

[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2009-06-07 07:12 pm (UTC)(link)
She'd already been up for too long, and Rose was starving as she wandered into the Common Room. It was nice to see someone and not immediately think how attractive he was.

"Hey Edmund," Rose said, flopping down on the couch. "You got more of that cereal to share?"

[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2009-06-07 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Rose made a face and got up again, grabbing the box and bringing it back to the couch. She didn't need no bowl.

"Mmm, sugar cereal. Good call."

[identity profile] a-demosthenes.livejournal.com 2009-06-07 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Unfortunately, something with a notable title such as "the black thing" was hard to help being curious about.

"The black thing?" Valentine asked, tilting her head as she set aside her bowl for the moment to open the fridge and inspect.

Half expecting it to be something technically alive.

[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2009-06-07 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's why it's good," she said, swallowing a mouthful. "Wouldn't be half as good with bran or something."

[identity profile] a-demosthenes.livejournal.com 2009-06-07 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not necessarily," Valentine said, looking over with a grin. "I mean, otherwise, you're just making an assumption, and you know what they say about when you assume..."

[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2009-06-08 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
Rose made a face at him. "What's wrong with you?" she teased. "You have tons of time to eat healthy when you're old."

[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2009-06-08 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
Edmund had a handful of sugary cereal thrown at his head. "You're all kinds of practical and stuff this morning."

[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2009-06-08 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't know you well enough to judge," Rose told him. "But you're still eating sugary cereal so I'm not too worried you're totally boring."

[identity profile] a-demosthenes.livejournal.com 2009-06-08 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Like the black box in airplanes?" Valentine wondered and then she shook her head. "I'm going to go ahead and not be surprised if the fridges in this place needed black boxes like airplanes."

She was also going to be very bold and brave and nudge the black box aside while reaching for the milk it was hiding beneath it.

If she wound up losing her hand in the process, she figured she could just go talk to Ben and he could hook her up with a fake hand.

[identity profile] a-demosthenes.livejournal.com 2009-06-08 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
"They're recorders," Valentine explained, moving to put the milk on the counter while she found some cereal, "in the cockpit of a plane that can record information and cockpit conversations so that, if it crashes, people can discern what might have been the cause."

[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com 2009-06-08 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
"That's fair," Rose agreed. "I'd ask for another but there's the whole inside issue."

[identity profile] a-demosthenes.livejournal.com 2009-06-08 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
Valentine chuckled as she poured the milk over the cereal. "One day," she stated, "when they find all of our charred remains among the rubble, they might just be able to discern what caused this dismal, unfortunate carnage."

"Or," she added as she tucked the milk back in, "it's all just another way the squirrels spy on us for their love of gossip, bested only by their love of rum."

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