Fifth Floor Common Room; Friday Afternoon [ 06/25 ].

[shes-got-legs.livejournal.com]

Some people might be a little tired after day filled with exploring rainforests and paint fights, but not Ariel. Such things could only energy her and cause her already effervescent mood even brighter. Still slightly paint-splattered, she had taken a big notebook and one of those floofy pens with the feathers on the end (how could anyone not love those?) and danced down to the common room. She flopped ceremoniously on the couch and put her feet up on the coffee table before opening up to a fresh new page.

She bit her lip, thinking, pink puff of her pen tapping her chin.

And then she got to work. She'd had, of course, a brilliant breakthrough. She had a date on Wednesday, and it would not do to just sit there and wait for it! She had to exacerbate things, to better rise above the challenge of her curse and get that kiss. Christian was super cute, and he was a writer, so the solution was so obvious:

Love letters!

Oh, these were going to be good!


[[ open common room is open, and lord only knows that the more help Ariel gets, the better these will be. mwa ha ha ]]

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Rilla wandered into the common room with an idea toward finding something to eat.

"Hello, Ariel," she said with a smile. "What are you working on?"

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Ariel smiled back at Rilla from the couch, lifting a hand in a little, almost surprisingly restrained wave, but it was followed up with an excited lift of her paper, which she waved excitedly in the air. It was as if she reserved the energy for showing off just how awesome what she was working on was.

She did stop waving it, though, to make it easier for Rilla to take it so that she could read it.

Ariel hadn't gotten very far; she hadn't put a name on top yet, either, but there was at least a few lines:

"I could get lost in your eyes, like deep, still azure pools
And your lips are soft like warm beds of sands..."

She was holding off the jellyfish and starfish metaphors for the big finish. She looked to Rilla expectantly, to see if she had any thoughts on it thus far.

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"Oh, it's a love letter?" Rilla asked, blushing a bit.

There was a pause. "You've kissed sand before?"

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And now there was a pause from Ariel. Her eyes shifted guiltily to the side.

It wasn't exactly on purpose. But sometimes you get into a moment. And faceplanting could happen under the sea, too, you know.

She grinned a little sheepishly and shrugged. It could have been worse; she could have gone with the big about rolling around in it.

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Rilla laughed. "Well, we all have to practice somewhere, I suppose," she admitted with a blush. "I use my wrist."

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Which lead Ariel to lift up her wrist and take a look and consider that option. It was still smeared with yellow paint from earlier, so her nose wrinkled. There was some blue there, too, so now that made her think of kissing Flounder, which was just silly. She laughed a little and shook her head. She shrugged at Rilla. To each their own! But it didn't sound like a bad idea.

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"It's generally less messy than sand," Rilla laughed. "What have you been doing to yourself?"

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Oh! Ariel's hand went to herself. It wasn't herself doing it, it was everyone else in...

She scribbled something down on her notebook.

"Art class! =D"

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"Equals D?" Rilla replied, looking confusedly at the paper.

Poor girl lived in a time before emoticons.

[vanillajello]

Kate was in the mood for crackers. There were some in this particular common room that she had permission to steal, so here she came. With a pack of pudding cups in her hand, because her stash needed refilling.

"Oh, hey, Ariel," she said, heading towards the fridge. "Whatcha doing?"

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Ariel gave Kate a wave and then ripped out the page with her latest attempt at wooing words so that she could wave that at Kate, too, and then Kate could see what she was working on. It was pretty self-explanatory once you looked at it.

"The sea is endless and deep
Just like my longing for you..."

Eventually, she might get away from the ocean metaphors. Probably not any time soon, though.

[vanillajello]

"What's that?" Kate asked, but had to wait a moment for her answer. She stuffed the pudding cups into the fridge before wandering closer to Ariel and peering at the paper.

As she read it her brow quirked. "Oh. Love poem?"

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Ariel beamed slightly, proud of her clever idea to start making all the human males of Fandom High fall madly in love with her, and nodded her head.

[vanillajello]

"Ooh." Kate smirked, pulling a nearby chair closer to the couch and plopping herself down on it. "Well, who's it for?"

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Ariel lifted herself up loftily with her best wouldn't you like to know? look, followed by a light grin and a shake of her head. It was a shy, bashful sort of shake, or at least an attempt at one, to make it seem like she didn't want to say, in case it cursed her or something.

In truth, she wasn't entirely sure. She'd started with the intention of one for Christian before their date on Wednesdsay, but, really, it wouldn't hurt if maybe she put one together for Puck, too. Or Jacob. Or Boat Boy. Or that guy in art class that they tried to throw paint at. Or...

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Kate snickered. "Oh come on, you can tell me," she tried. "I wouldn't tell anyone. I'm very reliable."

To some extent, anyway.

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Ariel considered this and considered that she wouldn't at all mind if Kate did tell someone. Or everyone. It could either fuel the fires if certain things leaked out, or it would freak him out and then she wouldn't be wasting her time on someone who wouldn't be interested.

So she bit her lip a moment, looked hesitant and properly embarrassed before jotting the answer down in her notebook for Kate.

"Chistian." And of course it was surrounded by a heart or three. "We have a date on Wednesday!!"

[mania-endless.livejournal.com]

Del walked in the common room. She had forgotten there were common rooms around, mind you. Too much craziness keeping her busy and all.

She was completely clean, with could (and should) constitute a miracle.

"Hmmm writingwritingwriting??" Writing was fun, when someone else did it.

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Ariel, though much better off than when she left Art class, was still a beautiful splotched mess, so she had to gawk a little at her much cleaner roommate when she came in. How'd she do that? She'd had to have scrubbed for hours, and she was pretty sure hours hadn't passed. Well, some. But not enough.

But she shook her head and it didn't really matter. Her head bobbed happily a few times to confirm that, yup! She was writing! Did Delirium want to see? Ariel held out the notebook for her, where the starts of a new masterpiece was settled:

"When I see you, my heart opens
like the blooming sea anemone..."

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Advantages of being an almost almighty cosmic entity, Ariel. With some luck you wouldn't find out just what was your roommate.

Del leaned to see the words, reading under her breath. She did know how to read, but maybe she needed to do it a bit more often.

"Ooooooh pretty." She had met Anemone, which in a way gave the beginning a number of senses, but she also got the whole it's nice to see you idea.

"And you spine shivers, you skin feeling like spike fishes?"

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Oh, that was a good one! Ariel's eyes widened and she poised her pen, ready to write it down, but looking up at Delirium as cutely and imploringly as she could to ask permission to use it.

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Delirium shrugged. "If you think it's good..." She wasn't going to come with one Ariel liked just to claim author rights on it. "Are you...writing it for someone?" She could very well just like to write, but maybe there was a person in mind. Ariel knew more people than her after all.

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Ariel's head moved up and down in a smirking nod, and, after she'd finished preserving Delirium's line for potential future use, she scribbled something down underneath it for the roommate.

"Have you met Christian?"

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Del thought about that name for a second. Oh! He had been in the Being Marooned class, right? "He's nice. And sane, but he doesn't know how to make fire, I think." She hadn't been paying attention.

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Ariel's eyes widened a little at that, that last bit coming to her as surprising news. She hadn't realized that, and it caused her to pause a moment. She didn't know how she felt about that. But, really, she didn't know how to make fire until she got here either, so maybe that just meant she'd have to help teach him! And then they could burn things, like that one time with Puck, because that was a lot of fun and you could get a lot of flirting done with burning things.

So Ariel grinned, conceiving up a plot for a potential second date if Wednesday didn't go so hot.