fandomhighdorms | Behind the Dorms, Tuesday Afternoon

Arthur had a distinct bandage attached to the side of his head, if anyone was paying attention: he certainly was choosing to ignore it. "Good afternoon, reservists," he began, "I'm glad to see all of you back onto your feet today. I think by now it's customary to consider our performance after an event such as last week's." A beat. "To help us in this endeavour, I've let Zack serve the cookies this time."

Oh, and you better believe that this week when it came to tackling down the businesses in town for cookies, Zack had totally delivered. Chocolate chip, peanut butter, sugar cookies that kinda looked like colorful eggs for reasons that Zack couldn't figure out for the life of him, and Oreos. The Oreos were pretty much mandatory.

"Help yourselves," Zack all but chirped. Somebody was still giddy after that fight with godzilla (nee GODZILLA), and was quite possibly just barely refraining from bouncing. "And then talk about what we did right, and what we could have all done better over the week, and what we can do to keep things like that from happening again."

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Cookies! And milk and juice, for ease of downing said cookies. Zack had gone all out, today.

Jen liked it when Zack got to be in charge of the refreshments. She'd figured out that even if now she was spending less time being the She-Hulk, reserves was definitely a time better spent in her big and green form.

She om-nom-nomed on some cookies happily, looking around. Maybe someone here was the big wolf guy.

Ino?

Had cookies! And a juice box!

And was curled up in her usual tree and contemplating.

Tahiri had to laugh at Zack's bounciness. So soon after the insanity of the final battle at Coruscant, she'd been happy to leave the big finale to other people this time around, and had occupied herself defending . . . well, defending the area near the clinic, actually, for most of Sunday. Possibly because she'd been spending time in there anyway.

She took one of the brightly-colored egg cookies and several Oreos to snack on during the meeting, though her mind was still partly occupied by yesterday's talk with Leia.

If she'd realized that she was just thinking about it and not brooding over it, she'd be surprised by the realization.

Illyria was present, the scratches on her cheek faded to pink lines by now, and attempting to see if she could swallow a stack of five of the egg-colored sugar cookies at once. It was slightly bigger than a petri dish, but she was fairly sure she could, and she deserved some sort of compensation for not being allowed to try to eat the droid baby.

Dinah was trying not to stare, but seriously. Was her jaw unhinging?

Ben had ditched the sling today--having spent most of the night in a healing trance--and looked almost back to normal.

He would tell you that cookies were an important part of the healing process.

Kurt happily munched on cookies and milk. He also bounced right back at Zack, giving him periodic thumbs up.

Kennedy's ankle still twinged, but she refused to let any kind of limp show. Conveniently, today was more of a stand-around-and-listen-to-people-talk sort of meeting anyway, so leaning against a wall and scarfing down as many cookies as she could possibly get a hold of would do just fine.

Dinah was feeling better, albeit still achey, and hey, cookies! They made it allllll better.

The last week! Hallucinogenic fog, monkeyponies, Godzillas and baby Godzillas, being sneaky, mad science, et cetera, et cetera!

"Okay, the fog was creepy," Kurt contributed. "But the giant monster? SO AWESOME!!!!"

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"You got to fight the giant monster?" Trust Kennedy to sound green with scandalized envy over that.

"I got to hit it in the face some," Kurt told her with a shrug. "I don't think it felt it."

When they ping in!

Zack was there, wondering if maybe he ought to be giving cookies to Sunshine for that stellar performance on Sunday.

... And from there, it was him pondering where he'd even get a cookie that size.

Arthur was also present, if trying to repress a sense of feeling very, very miffed about the fact he wasn't able to engage in a great deal of physical exercise yet.

Honestly, if his body had obeyed him, he'd made them all do squats or something.

Leto was here too, and neither particularly bouncy or particularly injured, unlike his fellow reserve leaders.

*looks at clock* And now I have 40 more minutes to sleep before I have to get ready for work. I'll be around a little bit this afternoon, and then I'll be out again for rock climbing. Don't burn the reserves down while I'm gone. *bribes with shirtless Zack*

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