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] flashesforinfo.livejournal.com 2010-04-26 12:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Princess of Awesome!" Angela argued. Deputy didn't sound as neat and wasn't royalty.

[identity profile] flashesforinfo.livejournal.com 2010-04-26 12:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Boys. Such a pain. Angela stamped her tiny foot in return and stuck her tongue out at him. Obviously she thought so very highly of his authority!

[identity profile] flashesforinfo.livejournal.com 2010-04-26 01:20 pm (UTC)(link)
If he was gonna stamp, she was gonna jump up and down on the spot, and emphasize her point that way.

A moment later she stopped to actually take the rest of that statement in.

"... Whatsa toots?"

[identity profile] flashesforinfo.livejournal.com 2010-04-26 01:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"An' I'm still more than you!" She was both things, see? Which made her better and more awesome. Somehow.

[identity profile] flashesforinfo.livejournal.com 2010-04-26 01:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not s'posed go near roads." That one had been drummed into her as a rule fairly early. No getting squished.

"And Jack's a boooooy name, not mine. I'm not a gross boy." And she sounded quite proud of that.

[identity profile] flashesforinfo.livejournal.com 2010-04-26 02:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nuh uh," Angela said stubbornly. "You eat 'em!" Apparently, she'd learned since this happened last year, not doing exactly what he told her. "... And mud too!" Not so full of creative insults, this one.

With that, she poked her tongue out at him, and turned to run away again. Way to get the last word.