Fourth Floor Common Room; Wednesday Evening [ 10/06 ].

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

It had been an interesting Wednesday for Alexander, what with a fake cat at the store that he was pretty sure was following him and then his usual issues with the reserves meeting. Top that all off with the demands that had come from his mother after his visit, and he was feeling the need for something grounding that didn't take too much concentration on his nice little bag of issues.

That, of course, meant turning to cooking. And, so that the habitual activity wouldn't bring up other facets of his past, he was at least challenging himself with making something new. After all, he'd enjoyed so many different pizzas on the island before, yet he had failed to actually make one himself.

He was finding it to be fairly successful thus far. And perfectly cathartic, as well.


[[ open common room is open, of course! PIIIZZZAAAA. I want pizza now. Figures. ]]

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[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"Should we make a wager on it?" Because those had worked out so well for her lately!

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

Alexander snorted, grinning at the thought of what exactly they could wager.

"On what terms, precisely? How talkative our zombies turn out to be?"

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"Exactly."

Yeah, this was gonna end well.

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"And I'm on the not exactly great conversationalists side," Alexander chuckled. "What shall we wager?"

Was it terrible that he was thinking of asking that it be his shirt?

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

VERY TERRIBLE.

"If I win, I get one of those bags to store my clothing the next time I turn into bats."

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

Silly Maladicta. You were probably now going to get one of those bags regardless.

And not just because Alexander wanted to keep the rest of his shirts.

Really.

"Alright, then," said Alexander, nodding. "And, if I win, you get to bring me a cup of your finest coffee every Wednesday to help get me through my shift at the shop."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"Oh, you drive a hard bargain," Maladicta replied. Then, after a moment, offered a hand to shake on it.

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

Alexander took Maladicta's hand in his and gave it a firm, agreeing shake. "And we shall see, then, which way the Fates are favored tonight."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

Though it might take a moment or two since the movie so far seemed to involve a man waking up alone in a city.

"...if he's the zombie, I've already won."

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

Naked, no less. Thank the heavens he found clothing quickly, at least.

"He cannot possibly be the zombie," Alexander stated with confidence.

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"He could be, though. You shouldn't be so speciesist, Alexander."

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

Hey, being speciesists was half the reasons the royal family of Daventry even still existed!

"I'm not being a speciesist!" Alexander insisted. "I'm just pointing out that it is very unlikely that this is a zombie. There isn't anything falling off of him, it's perfectly daylight out, and, while those are rather impressively sunken in cheekbones, they have a considerable amount of flesh color to them."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

Maladicta had to admit he had a point there. "It's true, he's not exactly that healthy shade of grey..."

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"Ah, see," said Alexander, "he's going into a church. Another point against zombie."

And then he remembered who...or rather what...he was talking to, which was still taking a while to settle in.

"Errr, can you do that? Enter churches and everything?"

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

Maladicta was busy staring at him. "Why would I do that?"

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

Alexander shrugged. "There might be something you'd need inside, or a helpful priest..."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"And holy water." HOLY WATER, ALEXANDER.

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"And that, to--Zounds!"

Holy water was forgotten for the sake of what was going on inside the television.

"I think we've found our zombies, dear Maladicta."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

Maladicta gave the screen a critical look. "They look very human for zombies."

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"Newer zombies?" Alexander guessed. "And who's the speciestist now?"

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"There's hardly any sign they're dead!" Maladicta insisted. "Other than... the blood. But that could make them very messy vampires."

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"What did the main guy have going for him besides the cheekbones?" Alexander countered. "I mean, and the naked part, but, then, again, vampire."

Ahem.

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"That's only female vampires it happens to," Maladicta grumbled.

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"...Really?" asked Alexander. "That's...odd."

Not that he was complaining, of course.

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"It's annoying," she insisted. "Being a boy would have been so much easier."