Third Floor Common Room | Thursday Evening | 11/18

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

Peter Bishop was having a kind of boring week. Giant robot spiders and Ellis Island aside.

To combat (or perhaps continue) that trend, Peter entered a common room with a stack of pizza boxes (complete with pizzas inside!) and a large bag filled with smaller bags of plastic army men. He set the pizzas to the side, switched on the TV to a terrible war movie about Pearl Harbor starring Ben Affleck, and started covering every surface he could find in army men. Leaving just enough paths that he could step through without crushing some poor green soldier.

Yes, he was definitely bored.

[ooc: Open. Not posting from class bored. Rly]

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[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"That's a hard bargain," Peter said. "I think you might need to give me a little more incentive for such a big promotion."

He was a sly one, that Peter Bishop.

[icecoldfrost]

"You mean besides the fact you'll be able to use my telepathy for your own nefarious ends?" Emma asked. "Well, make an offer, then."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"You know, I don't actually have any nefarious ends," Peter said. "I'm definitely not a dictate or end the world kind of guy. But the telepathy would come in handy, you're right."

He chuckled. "Throw in five bucks, and the position's yours."

[icecoldfrost]

"Monetary bribes? Really? You can do better than that," Emma chided. "That sort of thing is traceable, darling. If you want five dollars, you tell me to pick up the tab next time we're at the Perk or something. You're too clever to ask for something so dull."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"I apologize that I'm not taking our silly fantasy scenario very seriously," Peter said. "If you want really crazy ideas, I'd say you'd have to wear a uniform. Nothing too sexist, just a bit sexy. I'm sure we can come up with something."

[icecoldfrost]

Emma pouted slightly. "I was being attacked by werewolves a few hours ago. I need the distraction of crazy ideas, or other ways to take my mind off my friend being used as a vampire snackie."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"Okay, you neglected to mention the attacked by werewolves part of the vampire-related hijinks," Peter said. "We could try to find an actually good movie on the TV, we could go see if there's anything playing at the local theater, go for a late night ill-advised cup of coffee, or we could just go down to the beach and sit and look at the stars."

He was a bit of a romantic, sometimes.

[icecoldfrost]

"I might take you up on that. How does a thermos of hot chocolate and a walk on the beach sound?" she asked. "How is your constellation knowledge?"

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"I know my Ursa major from my Ursa minor," Peter said. "And a few more things than that."

He gave her a charming smile. "I'm ready to go now, if you want."

[icecoldfrost]

"Let me go grab a jacket and some shoes first," Emma said, already heading towards the door. "I'll meet you in the lobby in ten?" It would give her enough time to change and grab her coat and a flashlight, so that they weren't trying to pick their way down the beach completely blind.

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"Ten," Peter said, switching off the TV. "I'll need to get a jacket, myself."