Third floor common room [dinnertime]

[bloody-luck.livejournal.com]

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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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah nodded, thinking, then added, "We didn't have one, and it could've been pretty bad. I never even thought of it before." She grimaced. "And now I've got a stupid week's worth of recovery for it."

[longislandiceme]

"Yeah, I've... seen what Azula can do," Bobby said. Again, as with Emma it was hard to think badly of someone who'd saved his life, but... that was a lot of power. "It might not be a bad idea," he admitted.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," Dinah said, subdued. "A serious talk first, though." She shook her head, dismissing it, and said, "Anyway, yeah, benched for a week. Which gives me time to get really good at the video games!"

[longislandiceme]

"You're gonna need the practice if you're gonna hope to even try to keep up with me," Bobby smirked at her.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Oh hoo, big talk, Bobby, big talk," Dinah chanted, grinning. "We'll see what you're made of when we throw down, bud."

[longislandiceme]

"Hey, I talk the talk only because I can walk the walk," he said smugly.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah cracked her knuckles. Then said "ow ow ow" under her breath for a minute, gulped, and said, "Game will be on, Drake. Brace yourself for maximum fury. I warned you."