2nd Floor Common Room, Friday Evening

[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

Trying to figure out how to precisely report what she'd been up to in the last few weeks was dull enough (and difficult enough—Hinata was entirely certain that her father would not believe that she'd spent a weekend only a few inches tall and rather painfully dim) and Hinata was feeling social enough to wander out to the common room.

The television got turned on, if only for the noise, and Hinata settled down with a book to read. Only to pause and reach under the cushion of the couch and pull out a crayon.

Laughing softly, she set the crayon in her lap and went back to her book.

… Yes, this counted as being social for Hinata. Baby steps here. At least she was out of her room?

[Open as common rooms are!]

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Friday night, and Dinah was restless, but last night was crimefighting, so, staying in seemed the order of the night. "Hinata, hey," she said as she came in, heading toward the cabinets. "Anything good on TV?" Oo, popcorn.

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"Dinah, hello!" She looked up from her book and shook her head ruefully. "I have to admit that I haven't been paying much attention to what's on. I just like it for the noise."

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Dinah squinted at the screen for a second, but couldn't immediately identify the content-- something with a robot? And a guy in a white coat who had Mad Scientist written all over him. "We can surf around, or leave it... I'm not finding popcorn. Do you want anything?" She grinned over at Hinata. "Been up to much, lately?"

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"If th-there's no popcorn," she said lightly, "isn't the next default ice cream?"

She was pretty sure it was. That or chocolate.

Dinah's question got a soft laugh. "It doesn't feel like it but when I stop and think about it, I suppose I've been a bit busy. How have you been?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Ice cream!" Dinah opened the freezer, and brightened immediately. "Ooo, Chunky Monkey, Cherry Garcia, Phish Food or Whirled Peace?" She grinned around the freezer door at Hinata. "I've been waaaay too busy. I think I deserve a goofing-off weekend, you know? Maybe just camping out in a Common Room and watching TV until something presents itself. I've been taking a lot of off island trips lately."

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"Perhaps you should throw a slumber party," she teased lightly. "Celebrate your lazy weekend with silly action movies. You'd also have an excuse then to lounge around in your jammies."

Because Hinata was one of those people who felt excuses were needed for that sort of thing.

"Whirled Peace, please," she added. "And have your trips been exciting at least?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah grabbed the Whirled Peace for Hinata, the Phish Food for herself, and two spoons from the drawer before climbing over the back of the sofa to flop down next to her, handing over one pint. "Interesting, anyway. One trip home to see my family. One trip to Raven's home, which was quiet but wow, gorgeous. And one trip to Dru's home, which was-- I pretty much slept for 15 hours after I got back, because nothing ever slowed down and it was fairly terrifying." Mmmm, Phiiiiish.

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Hinata was pretty sure she'd never been handed a pint of ice cream before. This did not stop her from laughing softly as she dug in, even while glancing over at Dinah.

"Terrifying?" That didn't sound good at all. "Is everything alright now?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Long past time then, no?

"Enh." Dinah considered, taking a bite of ice cream, and said, "Dru's safe here? Which is the main thing. Her family history turned out to be full of more enemies and danger and supernatural stuff than she knew." She snorted, and sucked on the spoon. "And people trying to tell her what to do. They can't find her here to be bossy at her, though."

[longislandiceme]

"I vote for something with giant robots," Bobby supplied.

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Dinah grinned at him from around the fridge door and said, "With ice cream? I think these things go together like Tastee Freeze machines and tundras of slushees." She held up some of the Ben & Jerry's. "Long time no see!"

[longislandiceme]

"They're totally compatable," Bobby said with a nod. "Technically, I did see you in class on Wednesday," he pointed out. "Unless you skipped." He hadn't exactly been awake enough to be paying much attention.

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"I didn't, I was there, but mostly kind of zoning," Dinah admitted, then grinned. "And I've been off-island a good bit the last two weeks. And catching up on training when I was back. What about you, what've you been up to?"

[longislandiceme]

"Uh... kind of the same?" Bobby had to snicker a little at the parallel. "Home's been kind of- crazy- lately, so I've been hopping back and forth," he shrugged.

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"Crazy how?" Dinah looked curious, then added, "But you don't have to say," and TK'd a pint of ice cream and a spoon to him as she climbed back over the couch. "I'm glad to be back. I'm thinking, TV marathon this weekend. Darkest Night, and any bad TV I can find. Want in?"

[longislandiceme]

Years of living with Jean meant he was used to TK... it was just the TK by people-not-Jean that made him double-take sometimes still. "A friend of mine sort of ended up starting a... business venture, kinda?" look, telling people about his powers was one thing. Telling people about the superhero gig was still off-limits. "So I've been helping with that, a little. And I am always up for bad tv. Unless it's reality television," he amended.

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"Not reality television, noooo. Bad scifi movies and vampire TV series and anything else really unrealistic." Which, given Dinah's life, put it at really unrealistic. "Ooo, business." She tilted her head and snored, then popped up again and grinned as she dug into her ice cream. "Chuck would get that. Or Bruce." Well, actually, Bruce might not, now. But someday he would.

[longislandiceme]

Bobby had debated going back to LA, since he didn't have class again until Wednesday. Nobody'd called and said he was needed there, though, so in the end he settled for sticking around Fandom. At least for now.

"I don't suppose anyone's seen anything vaguely foodlike in here?" he asked as he wandered in.

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"We h-have ice cream," Hinata answered lightly. "Several flavours in case you have preferences."

Ice cream was definitely foodlike.

[longislandiceme]

When you were Bobby? Ice cream was a food group. "Preferences? Nah, I'm totally easy," Bobby said airily.

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"Does that go for all foods?" she asked, amused. "If so, then feeding you must be easy."

Despite him being a teenaged boy and, in Hinata's experience, teenaged boys eating more than anyone ought to sensibly manage and still wind up wanting more.

But volume was easier if preference wasn't an issue.

"Wh-What if the ice cream was something like... squid flavoured?"

Hint: it wasn't.

[longislandiceme]

"Well, most foods," Bobby admitted. He gave her a wide-eyed look at the mention of squid ice cream. "Squid ice cream being one of the exceptions."

[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

"I wouldn't eat that either," she said laughing softly. "No worries there--and the freezer doesn't have it stocked, I promise."

[longislandiceme]

"Good," Bobby said, clearly relieved as he went and grabbed a pint of chocolate-chip cookie dough. "Because that kind of sounds terrifying."

[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

"I do believe they make it," she confessed. "Perhaps it's something that people only try on a dare? I can't imagine that they sell enough of it to have it be worthwhile..."