http://decoder-rings.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] decoder-rings.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2010-04-25 10:03 am

the deck | late morning | sunday | april 25

Staying inside was for lazy grown ups who only wanted to watch boring television. If it wasn't cartoons or something going boom, Hannibal didn't want to be there. He, instead, wanted to be outside. The deck proved the best sort of place for an energetic youngster because there were things to climb on and hide under and jump off of! So, of course, that's what he was doing. Who thinks about the possibility of getting hurt when they're having fun?

Currently, Hannibal was standing on one of the tables, arms thrust into the air and voice loud enough to carry while he proclaimed himself the most awesome person in the world. His world view was quite small and quite egocentric so he thought he was pretty right.

When he jumped off the table, he couldn't quite stick the landing and ended up rolling onto his back. He meant to do that though. Totally.

[open deck, yep!]

[identity profile] armybrat-lois.livejournal.com 2010-04-25 03:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Once again Lois was spending her weekend covered head to toe in dirt and leaves and grass and whatever else you'd expect a child to roll in.

"That was a cool fall!" The only way it would have been better for her is if he landed in a huge pile of mud.

[identity profile] armybrat-lois.livejournal.com 2010-04-25 03:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"'Kay!" Like Lois needed much convincing to do something potentially dangerous. She scrambled to get up on the table, managing to get mud everywhere in the process of doing so. She pretty much left a trail behind her like that kid from Family Circus.

There was a look of a disappointment when she got up there. "You can't see the whole world from here! Where's Disneyland?"

[identity profile] armybrat-lois.livejournal.com 2010-04-25 03:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're such a liar!" Disneyland was open all the time. Duh.

[identity profile] armybrat-lois.livejournal.com 2010-04-25 03:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"They do not!" Lois didn't mind being called dirty, unsurprisingly. "They're machines. They don't need to sleep."

[identity profile] armybrat-lois.livejournal.com 2010-04-25 04:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"My dad works with machines all the time," Lois said matter-of-factly. "He drives tanks and stuff and they never get tired."

[identity profile] armybrat-lois.livejournal.com 2010-04-25 04:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"People can fix it!" she said. "Unless it's been blowed up. Then you can't fix it."

[identity profile] armybrat-lois.livejournal.com 2010-04-25 04:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Lots of things!" Lois said, nodding enthusiastically. "I live with army peoples! They've got guns an' grenades an' bombs!"

[identity profile] armybrat-lois.livejournal.com 2010-04-25 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"I gots my own." What a liar. "But they're at the base. Civilians shouldn't play with bombs anyway. You'll hurt yourself."

[identity profile] armybrat-lois.livejournal.com 2010-04-25 05:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Lois looked Hannibal over with a skeptical look on her face. "You're not a king. You don't have a crown."

[identity profile] armybrat-lois.livejournal.com 2010-04-25 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"'M not jealous!" Lois insisted. "Kings are lame."

[identity profile] armybrat-lois.livejournal.com 2010-04-25 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Am not! I'm awesome!" Lois insisted. "Everybody on the base says so!"

Well your dad was the General, Lois. They had to say you were awesome.

[identity profile] armybrat-lois.livejournal.com 2010-04-25 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm not lying!" Lois shouted. "You have a stupid face!"