Third floor common room [dinnertime]

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As Mat had mentioned a few times, Mat couldn't cook with modern technology. But roasting things over a fire?

That, he could do.

So there he was, bundled in a few layers, roasting a few rabbits over the fire and feeling more homesick than he was willing to admit.

[OOC: Mmm. Small game.]

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"There's a happy thought," Mat commented. "At least this time I'd be fully dressed."

[futuresmuggler.livejournal.com]

"While that'd be less pretty I'm sure your extremities will thank you," she decided, finding a seat to curl up in for warmth. "It's nice that there seem to be blankets everywhere but the heat won't magically turn on."

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"Maybe the island is trying to make me feel at home," Mat said. "No lights, no heat, no television? This is what I'm used to. We just need someone to juggle and tell stories."

[futuresmuggler.livejournal.com]

"I've seen you juggle. You can do that," she decided. "And it's nice if that's what Fandom's up to, but it owes the rest of us."

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"Well, I'll juggle if you'll tell a story," Mat said.

[futuresmuggler.livejournal.com]

"Once upon a time there was a dorm full of students that suddenly found themselves without heat and power," Mirax said, not even pausing to think about it. "They sat around and waited for it all to come back for a while, at least until they decided to do something more proactive and braved the snow and freezing cold in order to hunt down those responsible, and the activity kept them surprisingly warm enough to survive the night. The end. Make with the juggling."

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"The gleeman I know would cry into his bloody ale to hear that tale," Mat teased, walking over to the counter and picking up three apples, then beginning to juggle.