bitchprince ([personal profile] bitchprince) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2010-04-11 11:56 am
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The Deck, Sunday Morning

After spending a full day keeping Rhys busy (and running him through his swordcraft training, and dealing with his still-abominable tracking skills, which had also ended in a lesson, god help him) getting fifteen minutes to himself while the boy entertained himself elsewhere seemed like the greatest kind of luxury.

Not to say he wouldn't check on Rhys soon enough again, because Arthur was nothing if not dedicated. Right now, though, he would collapse in this seat on the deck with a glass of water and a small plate of cheeses and bless the silence.

Rhys could be out here any minute again. He was somewhat faster with his food as a result.

[[ open to all, including kidlets, woo ]]

[identity profile] bratsforparents.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 11:03 am (UTC)(link)
Dani wanted to explore this place a little more, and he was sure his mom wouldn't let him do it alone. So it was a lucky thing that she'd been exhausted from yesterday; it was easy to slip away from her while she slept.

He didn't feel like exploring much before he'd had breakfast, though, and he knew where his mom kept her food in the common room. This meant that he had a Pop Tart, two vanilla pudding cups, and a spoon when he showed up on the deck.

"Cheese and water?" he wondered aloud, eyeing Arthur. "Weird."

[identity profile] bratsforparents.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 11:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Am not," Dani snorted, flopping down into a deck chair with his snacks. "And you talk funny."

[identity profile] ofamillion.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 01:22 pm (UTC)(link)
When his daddy said they could go outside, Levi hadn't wasted anytime before bounding down the stairs and out the front door, leaving his father in the dust.

Upon spotting someone nearby, he changed paths and climbed up the deck, waving excitedly at Arthur. "Hi hi!"

[identity profile] ofamillion.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 01:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mommy and Daddy's!" Duh, Arthur, duh. "Whose are you?"

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[identity profile] bratsforparents.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 02:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Dani squinted at the other boy, clearly sizing him up. After a moment, he'd determined he was still the coolest kid here. It was easy, really; it was in his genes to be the coolest kid at all times.

Yes. He really thought that way.

He didn't say anything, though. Busy eating pudding. The breakfast of ninja samurai champions!

[identity profile] ofamillion.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 02:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, Levi had the genes of his parents so when he spotted the other boy glancing at him, he sort of bounced over to make friends.

"Hi!"

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[identity profile] liliceflakes.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 03:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Patience was definitely a virtue that Aurore had a certain amount of trouble with. So when she woke up and decided she wanted to go exploring, well. She wasn't gonna wait for daddy to wake up. That would take way too long.

"Bonjour!" she greeted the first person she spotted. Which happened to be Arthur. Lucky Arthur!

[identity profile] liliceflakes.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 03:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Can you teach me how to do that?" she had to ask. Papa could do that raising-one-eyebrow thing too, and she really wanted to know how it was done.

[identity profile] 9moonsdaughter.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 03:44 pm (UTC)(link)
A girl very small for her age of ten, wearing an elaborately pleated dress that was showing signs of being slept in, strode onto the deck like she owned it.

"I'm hungry," she announced in a slightly slurred way of speaking, then looked at Arthur. Clearly he should be fixing that for her, and immediately.

[identity profile] 9moonsdaughter.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"I told you," she sniffed. "I don't know the servants of this place. They are very difficult to find."

[identity profile] atreides-heirs.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 04:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Victoria had decided that this morning was a good time for an adventure, even if it was just a short one. This island clearly needed to be explored.

She had however forgotten to bring food, so when she saw a man with a plate of cheese she approached him.

"Good morning. Would you be kind enough to share some of your food? I'm on an adventure and I mustn't starve to death before I get back."

[identity profile] atreides-heirs.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 04:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"Perhaps, but it inspires creativity and bravery," Victoria replied. "Are you always responsible when you go adventuring? Isn't that incredibly boring?"

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[identity profile] newlances.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 04:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Lena was in trouble, and Sean was being silly, so Sister had to deal with both of them first, and said that yes, Sin could meet them outside for breakfast while she tried to put clothes on one person and tried to get the other to wake up.

So Sin was out and about, and paused when she saw the gentleman with the cheese and water. A careful evaluating look, and staying out of range. Even though everyone here seemed to be very safe. "Good morning." To be polite.

[identity profile] newlances.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 04:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Greeted and classified as not-a-threat, Sin was reassured enough to smile, and give the plate of cheeses a speculative look. Food was a real priority for her, but better not to ask. Instead, she hopped off the deck and started to do her stretches, so she could do katas. "Do you have any children here this weekend, sir?" Perhaps they would play with her!

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Oh, hey, another girl finally. "Hello!" she waved.

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[identity profile] tinyblondedeath.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 04:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, look who had found her father, the same place she'd found him last year.

"DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!" Morgana howled, tearing as fast as her short legs could carry her across the deck.

Katchoo, who had run into her while sneaking out of the dorms so as to not smoke around Lily, shrugged at Arthur from the distance of her more leisurely pace.

[identity profile] notdirtylily.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 04:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Politeness was for people who were not related to Lily. In some way that always seemed to equal out to 'it's complicated, we'll explain later' whenever she asked her moms.

Point being, some people got Hello, how are you? and some people got an approaching brown-haired windmill, "Uncle Aaaaarthur!" then a momentary swarm of limbs and a lap full of small girl, big ears, and stuffed owl.