http://godgavemecable.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] godgavemecable.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2011-11-09 06:56 pm

Fifth Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

Toby had just gone to get a little dinner for himself, but apparently the Chinese food place was in the middle of a 5-for-1 special. Which, well. He wasn't gonna turn down free food, but now he had entirely too much. Hence, common room, in hopes that he might be able to foist off some of this food instead of letting it go to waste.

Flipping through the channels, he stopped on something apparently called Spirit Speaker, and before he knew it he was totally sucked in to the storyline.

[identity profile] batwaffles.livejournal.com 2011-11-10 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey, Toby," Stephanie said as she poked her head in. Having a free-food sense wasn't a metahuman ability (at least not for her), just something you tended to cultivate when food was hard to afford at times. "Anything interesting on?"

[identity profile] new-it-girl.livejournal.com 2011-11-10 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
This wasn't Hanna's floor, but there were people there. So she was there. "Is that Spirit Speaker?"

[identity profile] batwaffles.livejournal.com 2011-11-10 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
". . . not necessarily the definition of interesting I had in mind, but it'll do," Stephanie decided, eyeing the food not at all subtly. "It's not all morbid and depressing, is it?"

[identity profile] batwaffles.livejournal.com 2011-11-10 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
"And Chinese food," Stephanie said helpfully. "Am I the only one who doesn't know this show so far?"

[identity profile] willbethenight.livejournal.com 2011-11-10 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
Bruce was just returning from several hours in the cave building his computer system from scratch, so food - if it was being shared - smelled like a good idea.

"Evening. What's on tonight?" Bruce asked, taking a glance at the spare Chinese.

[identity profile] new-it-girl.livejournal.com 2011-11-10 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Maybe? I used to watch it...like five years ago," Hanna told her.

[identity profile] willbethenight.livejournal.com 2011-11-10 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Thanks," Bruce said. "Just as a wild guess, I'd say it's about someone who speaks to spirits. Am I close?"

[identity profile] new-it-girl.livejournal.com 2011-11-10 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
"I think the show is no longer airing in this time, except in repeats. I stopped following it a few years ago" Hanna said, eying the Chinese food cartons. "Is that for anyone?"
Edited 2011-11-10 02:29 (UTC)

[identity profile] batwaffles.livejournal.com 2011-11-10 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
Stephanie had to stop there, halfway through reaching for the chow mein, and give him a look. "Okay, this is Fandom, so please tell me you don't mean that at all literally, please?"

[identity profile] batwaffles.livejournal.com 2011-11-10 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Clearly, I've been missing something." Stephanie perched on the arm of the couch and proceeded to flop over onto her back, feet up in the air. "Whether I've been missing anything is still up for debate, seeing as it's the first time I've seen it."

Hey, Steph, manners.

"Hi, by the way."

[identity profile] batwaffles.livejournal.com 2011-11-10 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Aha. Yet." Wow, Stephanie hoped she hadn't just jinxed it. Oh, well. Chow mein it was, and a nice healthy plateful of it. "You realize now that if I ever do walk in here and find you talking to me from inside the TV, I'm going to assume it's because you gave it ideas?"

[identity profile] new-it-girl.livejournal.com 2011-11-10 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey, I'm Hanna," she said, introducing herself. "And it's an okay show. Kinda cheesy, but not too bad. Sometimes cheesy can be entertaining."

[identity profile] willbethenight.livejournal.com 2011-11-10 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
Bruce grabbed the flying cookie, cracked it open, and took the fortune out. "'Accept the next proposition you hear,'" Bruce read. "That seems like dangerous advice to give randomly."

[Fortune courtesy of an online random fortune cookie generator. WHAT THE HELL KIND OF FORTUNE IS THAT?]
dollpocalypse: (lol: joshin')

[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-11-10 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
Topher had smelled food, which meant he was totally in. Even though this had required a journey of two flights of stairs.

"Hey," he said, flopping down on the couch with way more food than he was entitled to. "Whazzat? Looks boring."

Always the diplomat, this one.

[identity profile] batwaffles.livejournal.com 2011-11-10 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Stephanie," she replied, sticking a hand out -- then wiping it off on her pants before sticking it out again. Yay greasy food. "And I am never one to dispute the dubious entertainment value of cheese."

She paused. "I mean, I have occasionally entertained the notion that it would be neat if they televised that weird British cheese-rolling thing, but in general I meant the non-literal kind of cheese."
dollpocalypse: (awk: cowering slightly)

[personal profile] dollpocalypse 2011-11-10 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
Topher spotted Steph. Made eye contact with her. He opened his mouth a few times as if to speak, couldn't come up with anything to say, and tried to subtly edge away.

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