Second Floor Common Room, Monday Evening

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Tony had a can of pop, a bag of beef jerky and a can of spray cheese. He settled in the second floor common room to watch this week's episode of Darkest Night. Tonight Raymond Dark and James Taylor Grant investigated crop circles. Aliens? Fakes? Or... something else?

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[bitten_notshy]

"What's this one about?" Jack asked as he roamed in and took a seat. He tended to forget Darkest Night was on, but radio the week before had reminded him.

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"Hey," Tony smiled. "Crop circles and a possible alien invasion. I think it ends up being demon gophers or something, though."

[bitten_notshy]

"I have to say," Jack observed, "it's never occurred to me to be afraid of gophers. I'll have to be more careful."

"How have you been, Tony?"

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

Firekeeper gave the can of spray cheese an odd look, but shrugged and grabbed a bag of the crispy potato-snacks.

Then, once she and Blind Seer were settled on the couch, she switched to giving the television an odd look. What was a 'crop circle' and why were so many people concerned about them?

"What," she said slowly, "is going on?" Tony was probably used enough to that question from her, at least.

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"TV show?" Tony teased. "Stories being acted out?"

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

Firekeeper fixed him with a mock-glare. "You is being very funny," she replied dryly.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Firekeeper," Dinah said as she came in, and reached out scritchy-fingers to Blind Seer. "Hey, guy. I could use a furry hug? Or to give a jaw scratch?"

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

"Dinah, hello," Firekeeper offered a smile. Blind Seer happily submitted to scritching, and then tilted his head up to offer her a rather messy lick on one cheek.

...Wolves just weren't great at hugging. They were good for hugging (assuming you were one of the people they allowed to do such things, of which Dinah was, incidentally), but claws made it difficult to be the hugger. "What happen that you need hug?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Having managed to get the door open, Merlin walked to the second floor. As flying indoors? Was a horrible idea.

But perching on the back of the couch would work out so very well.

HE HAD HIS STORIES TO WATCH.

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

"Merlin?" Firekeeper guessed, remembering that he'd been a bird like this before. And also he was here. If it were some random bird or another transformed student, they probably would not have been so invested in the television program.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin replied with a pathetic little noise of birdly 'Yes'. He hated this island sometimes.

A lot.

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine would stare at him now. Yes.

Not in confusion. She could guess perfectly well who it was. Just, "On purpose or did you just wake up this way?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin ducked his head, shuffling on closer to her. If this was on purpose, would he be watching his show like this? WHEN HE COULD HAVE COOKIES?

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah stared at him. "Again?" She shook her head sadly. "Oh, Merlin."

Saying it was karma would be bad, right?

[wantstodirect]

That bird looked familiar. "Merlin?" Tony guessed.

[thatsamilkshake]

It had been way too long since Francine had caught up with Darkest Night - partly the hiatus and then the new night, and partly oh, hi, life.

She was here now, though, and that's what mattered, right? Or possibly the Tupperware of warm-from-the-kitchen chocolate chip cookies she brought was what mattered. Petty details.

"Hey, guys," she said, giving the room a smile and a wave of the container. "Cookies?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah peered over at Francine's tupperware of sugar fuel, and gave her a hopeful look. "Cookies for someone recovering from the SAT's?"

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"Oooh, cookies!" Tony said. "Did you bake them?"

[bitten_notshy]

Jack reached his hand toward the container, and hesitated. "These aren't a bribe of any kind?"

[weetuskenraider]

"Cookies?" Tahiri asked, with an accompanying and equally inquisitive growl from her stomach, immediately followed by a sheepish look; someone hadn't gotten around to eating today.

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I think they is cookies," Firekeeper replied. Her jokes weren't good, no, but she tried.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah wandered down from her room, looking vaguely shell-shocked, and collapsed next to Tony. "Feed me?"

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Tony sprayed a bit of cheese on a piece of jerky and offered it to her. "How'd they go?"

[weetuskenraider]

In need of some distraction now that things had quieted down in her head, Tahiri made her way down to the second floor -- she'd looked for Firekeeper in the Force, which was sort of cheating but hey -- and took a spot on the floor. "It's been a while since I've seen this."

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

"There is crop circles," Firekeeper informed her, in a tone that clearly indicated she still wasn't entirely sure what they were.