Fourth Floor Common Room; Sunday Evening [ 04/10 ].

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

It had been a long, arduous handwavey weekend of questing (unsuccessfully) to discover and help with the source of this strange invasion on the island, and, eventually, through battling turtleducks and those funny squat little creatures and whatever else was out there, Alexander realized that someone must have figured it out, since everything went away. He let out a proper huzzah! and, grateful that he had not seemed to have incurred any damage, headed back to the dorm. All that questing and adventuring made a lad hungry, and so he took to the task of making a celebratory meal for anyone who may have been more victorious is discovering the cause and obliterating it.

Call him crazy, but, really, he felt the occasion called for a nice bit of turtle soup...

Ahem.


[[ oh hay, look who still exists! Open common room is open and thinks its very funny ]]

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[didntchewgrass.livejournal.com]

Elphaba instantly was wishing she had a pen and paper. "I don't suppose you know what the poetry was, do you? Or perhaps you have the book it was from, originally? I'd really like to look at it, if you do."

She was a little eager.

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"I don't know if I should say even if I do remember," said Alexander who, of course, recalled every word. It wasn't as if he could write these things down for Manannan to find on his person one day. "What would you be planning to do if you were to render yourself invisible, Elphaba?"

[didntchewgrass.livejournal.com]

"I... well, that I don't know," Elphaba said. "Mainly I'd just do it to see if I could. I don't have have any particular desire to be invisible."