Second floor common room, Saturday afternoon

[lovemykilt]

After spending the morning reading celebrity gossip mags online, Priestly was all set to be a little more social. He put his kilt on over a pair of ripped jeans, used every dye color in his collection to achieve a banded technicolor mohawk (and a little bit of stripe on his goatee), put in a call to Dinah, and hit the common room to whip up a couple hot subs.

After all, if he was going to go about setting fashion trends, he needed to have something that might draw people in, right?

Yeah, and okay, he was pretty hungry to boot. What? He was a growing teenage boy.

[ooc: open, chachacha.]

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Which was something Dinah hadn't thought of, before she said it, but now-- "Tomorrow. Or Monday? Whichever. You come by my room, I'll look 'em up, if you guys want."

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

"You would do this?" Firekeeper looked pleased. She obviously had no qualms about spoilers. Of course, it helped that she had no idea what a spoiler was. "We have time tomorrow, I think. After work, but before Fight Club."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"That works," Dinah said, scritching along Blind Seer's jaw. "I'm supposed to go flying, maybe. And then Fight Club, like you said. In between works just fine."

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

"Then we shall do," Firekeeper said with a decisive nod. Blind Seer gave her a look through heavy-lidded eyes, that you didn't need to speak wolf to translate as keep doing that.