3rd Floor CR, Sunday Afternoon

[bitten_notshy]

Playing with wee Tony the afternoon before had been enough to convince Jack he should watch the entire Space Battles trilogy. It seemed to be valuable cultural knowledge ... and apparently it had a princess tied up while wearing a gold bikini in it.

He ordered a few pizzas in case some of the lurking children needed to be fed, took a slice of pizza with extra cheese, and settled onto the couch in the common room as the DVD started to play.

[OOC: Open common room, of course!]

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[see-beyond.livejournal.com]

The smell of pizza wafted down to Jonas's room and, before he could stop himself, he found himself peering interestedly into the common room, eyes on Jack and then the food and then back on Jack.

[bitten_notshy]

"Hello," Jack told the shy boy. "You can have some pizza, if you want it. It's good."

[see-beyond.livejournal.com]

"You're bigger than me," Jonas observed but moved into the room and towards the pizza. "Are you old like the Elders?"

[chosehumanity]

John had a feeling he didn't come here often, but it had been warmer to curl up near here than to stay in the wet grass by the causeway.

Eventually, lingering had turned into exploring, and now here he was, cautiously poking his head into the common room. "H'lo?" he asked, Irish accent thick as anything.

[bitten_notshy]

"Hello," Jack said, not quite placing the accent yet. "You can come in. There's pizza and a movie, if you want it."

[chosehumanity]

"What's a pizza?" John asked, dubiously. Only then did he scoot further into the room, clearly not entirely at ease yet. "And a movie?" Maybe he should go back, find the pup, make another day of it.

[guardianborn.livejournal.com]

There were good smells coming from this Common Room, and a growing dhampir girl needed food. Lots of food.

Which was why there was a dark-eyed girl with long dark hair flying behind her bursting into the Common Room and looking for the source of the smell. "I'm hungry! "

[bitten_notshy]

"We have food!" Jack said, gesturing to the boxes of pizza. "The cost is ... you have to tell me your name."

He was getting bored with the guessing game.

[guardianborn.livejournal.com]

"I'm Rosemarie Hathaway," she announced. "Are you a grown up or a student?"

[longislandiceme]

Bobbys of any size needed fairly frequent feedings, really, so it ought to be no surprise that he found his way to where the food was.

"Hey!" he greeted the big kid who seemed to be in charge of the food. "You're not eatin' that all yourself, are you?" he asked. Which was little-Bobby speak for "can I have some please?", yes.

[bitten_notshy]

"I don't think I could if I tried," Jack said. "Have some, please. It's mostly cheese but I got a few other kinds."

[longislandiceme]

"Cheese is good," Bobby informed Jack. "And so's pepp'roni and onions and mushrooms and olives and pineapples and peppers!" Yeah, picky he was not.

[wwiii]

Okay, look. Warren was a guy with a wingspan, here. And a guy with a wingspan, no matter how concerned he was about the prospect of being mobbed by small children, just had to get the heck out of his room and socialize, sometimes.

... That, and he needed to eat. Which was why he was making his way quite warily into a common room that he figured would be safer than most, maybe. Hopefully.

It was high enough off the ground that he could make an escape through a window without splattering. That was important, here.

"Pizza?"

[longislandiceme]

Yeah, no. Warren was getting pounced. "WARREN!"

[wwiii]

"AAH!"

... Yes, that was Warren's very eloquent reply to that pounce, and what of it? Not that he staggered or anything, but he hadn't exactly been expecting the tackle, there.

[bitten_notshy]

"Pizza," Jack confirmed, waving at the boxes, before adding in a softer voice: "Take as much as you want. I'm just grateful to see someone else who isn't six."

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

Florida stared at the boy with wings. So, cool.

[heromaniac]

Ah! Not-Warren-Warren!

Momoko rushed over and bounced up as high as she could, trying to be as big as he was. It didn't work, so she kept trying.

"Warren! Warren! Warren! Warren! Hi! There's pizza! It's yummy! I like the cheese when it's all melty and it sticks to your fingers! Are you going flying today? Are you? Can I come? Please?"

[stylin-wizard.livejournal.com]

Alex smelled the pizza from her room and it being her favorite food, there was no way she wasn't going to end up in the common room. "That smells good," Alex said, grinning brightly.

[bitten_notshy]

"it is good," Jack told her cheerfully. "Have a piece if you want. My name's Jack."

[heromaniac]

Sure Momoko had lots of cakes and cupcakes still left in her room, but the smell of pizza was very convincing, and Mr Bear was very cross that she hadn't eaten anything but cakes all day yesterday, so she ran down the hall, following her nose.

"Pizza, pizza, pizza! I smell yummy pizza! Can I have some, please? Please? Please?"

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

Florida watched the energetic girl, becoming infected by the good vibes in spite of her distrustful nature.

[bitten_notshy]

"Help yourself!" Jack told her. "There's still lots left."

He had no idea who the little redhead was, but that hardly mattered at this point.

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

Speaking of lurking children, there was one peering warily around the door frame from the hallway. Her wild, white hair obscured her eyes.

That pizza smelled good. Enough that she came in tentatively.

[bitten_notshy]

"There's pizza if you want some," Jack offered. He was a little distracted by the sheer volume of children he had to feed, but that didn't mean he would be rude, especially not to a shy flower like this girl.