The Roof, Monday Afternoon [7.27]

[icecoldfrost]

Emma was beyond thrilled to be back in the dorms. She liked the girls in her cabin just fine, but there was something infinitely more preferable about having just one roommate instead of a parcel of them.

Still, the psionic hustle-and-bustle of having everyone in one building instead of spread out over the cabins felt odd after so many weeks, and Emma found herself escaping to the roof for a cigarette once she'd finished unpacking.

Sometimes the littlest vices were the most soothing ones.

[Open roof is open!]

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[feline-royalty.livejournal.com]

Tybalt was in dire need of a smoke, yes. He'd spent the last two days attempting to rid himself of the red glitter that he'd woken up covered in on Saturday morning, and there was no way in Hell that he'd be caught braving that ... artistic piece back at the campground in order to retrieve the underwear that was so foully stolen from him in the dark of night.

Twinkling like a thousand rubies the moment he'd stepped into the sunlight was even more reason to scowl deeply and light himself a cigar, damn it.

And he'd thank anyone else on the roof not to mention it.

[icecoldfrost]

Emma's eyes flickered over to the new arrival, and she couldn't help the small smirk as she recognized one of the slumbering forms she'd stolen from.

Oh now, wasn't he shiny?

"Breaking out the cigars already?" she drawled, tilting her head at him as she took a drag from her own cancer-stick. "The dorms can't possibly be that bad, darling."

[feline-royalty.livejournal.com]

"I daresy t'is a matter of perspective," Tybalt growled, a little more bitingly than he'd intended to. It was difficult to be pleasant when you sparkled, thus. "Thou wilt not hear a complaint from me in regards to the new living arrangements, for these rooms do come with several blessings, including but not limited to doors which lock."

A definite selling point, those doors and their locks.

"However, had I my say in these matters, I'd not be banished to this forsaken place at all, instead continuing to call Verona, and no place else, my home."

[vanillajello]

Tybalt caught Kate's eye as soon as she got on the roof. It would have been more surprising if he hadn't. So sparkly!

Kate's eyes went wide, and she found herself having to concentrate very, very hard on trying not to laugh. Which meant that she opted for a little nod as a greeting, should he glance her way. If she opened her mouth she would be doomed.

[feline-royalty.livejournal.com]

And glance her way he did. As the only one not on the roof smoking, she was a bit of an attention-grabber that way.

If you just so happened to be the one who was sparkling, at least. Otherwise, it was entirely possible that Tybalt's twinkling was a slight bit more distracting, after all.

"Good morrow, Kate." No, he didn't particularly seem to care that it was the afternoon.

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Wow, he was really glittery. That couldn't have been easy to accomplish. "Hi! I'm Robin. Are you one of the new kids?"

[feline-royalty.livejournal.com]

Oh dear Holy Mother save him, there was a frog speaking to Tybalt, now.

"A child, no, new, yes. And thou art a frog."

Which meant that Tybalt had officially lost his mind. Yes. That had to be it. He'd gone mad, thanks to the pop tarts and zombies and cat food.

[findingelena.livejournal.com]

Sadly, Elena hadn't gotten the memo, on the ix-nay for the itter-glay.

"You look festive," she said.

[feline-royalty.livejournal.com]

Grumble mumble grrr.

"That," Tybalt noted, "is not the word I might have chosen for the occasion."

He lifted a hand to attempt, with a rather futile effort, to brush some of the glitter from his clothing.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

It looked like several people were all about ruining their lungs a few people had already beaten him to the punch but that didn't mean Alex was going to retreat.

He dug his own pack out of his pocket and reached for his lighter. "There a set time for a smoke break that I missed?"

[feline-royalty.livejournal.com]

"None of which I've yet been made aware," Tybalt noted, nodding his head in cranky, twinkly greeting before exhaling a lungful of cigar smoke. "T'would appear that we've but the good fortune of making this time our own. Serendipity. What-have-you."

[bitten_notshy]

"It seems like it is," Jack said, glancing up over his cigar. "A set place for it, too. It's like a smokers' lounge up here."

[icecoldfrost]

"I hope not, since I do so enjoy being a delinquent," Emma laughed, grinning at him. "It's no fun if there's an approved timeslot for our horrid little habit."

[bitten_notshy]

Jack rarely smoked, and he rarely ventured onto the roof, but sometimes things just seemed to go together, and he climbed up to catch a breeze. He leaned against the railing and busied himself lighting a thin cigar, with a general nod of greeting for the group and an extra smile for Emma.

[feline-royalty.livejournal.com]

And Tybalt nodded his greeting right back. It was sparkly. Ignore that.

"Well met," he stated, remembering Jack from the welcome picnic a few weeks back. "Thou seems to have the same fortuitous timing as the rest of us. With the number here at present, one might suppose we'd planned this particular 'smoke break.'"

[icecoldfrost]

"Mr. Priest," Emma said, raising her cigarette in a salute. "Welcome to our clubhouse! I think we're about to declare the roof our own sovereign smoking nation, and I'm almost tempted to check my room to see if I have any brandy or something else we can enjoy up here."

[vanillajello]

Kate hadn't come up to the roof to smoke, which apparently made her an exception. Instead, she had a bottle of soda and one of the chocolate pop tarts she had caught on Saturday.

Although she thought she might have to ask someone for a cigarette if she stayed around the smokers too long.

[icecoldfrost]

Emma grinned and reached into her purse for another cigarette.

"Come to whatever the Space Battles meta is for the Dark Side, Kate," she sang, dangling it at the other girl. "You can't come up here with sugar and not share, or not partake in the smoking club."

[iknowstuff.livejournal.com]

Layla appeared on the roof, a bag of balls slung over her shoulder.

"Hi Emma!" Layla said cheerfully and then tossed an easily deflected ball at her head.

For no apparent reason (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/1705807.html?thread=145393999#t145393999)

[icecoldfrost]

"Hello Layla," Emma said sweetly, batting the ball away with ease. "Crazier than usual today, are we?"

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Hopefully Emma would not mind a happy fucking frog sharing roof space with her. He'd come up to enjoy the view, and maybe practice his guitar a bit.

He really liked the cabins, but the dorms were nice too.

"Hi!" he waved. He didn't think he'd met this one yet. "I don't think we've met yet. I'm Robin. If we have, I'm sorry. It's kind of hard to keep track some times."

[icecoldfrost]

Emma didn't really have a problem with strange-shaped people; she'd been living with Hank a few months before coming here, and had already had a few run-ins with that strange Yakko-boy-thing.

It was the 'cheery' bit that she found strange about everyone. Seriously, they must put drugs in the water here.

"Emma," she said, giving him a slightly odd glance but nothing horrified. "No, I don't think we've met."

[findingelena.livejournal.com]

Elena stared at the fuzzy green frog for a few moments before shaking her head.

"I have Remedies," she offered.

[findingelena.livejournal.com]

The roof really was the perfect place to smoke, wasn't it? Pull out a cigarette, watch the sky. Elena nodded to the other blonde before lighting up.

[icecoldfrost]

Emma raised her own cigarette in a salute. "I'm starting to think I should put a sign on the door," she quipped. "'Non-Smokers Beware. Here There Be Monsters.'"