Fifth Floor Common Room, Wednesday evening

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

Bruce was watching cable news. Nothing but talk of financial meltdowns, political bickering, angry old people yelling at each other, and something about cute animals every fifteen minutes or so.

It wasn't terribly exciting or interesting or anything. It was exactly what the night called for. Because dear god, Bruce needed a quiet night in after the way his week had been going.

With that in mind, he was drinking water, eating some crackers, and wearing a plain black hoodie. Nothing exciting at all. This was a matter of willpower, and nobody had more willpower than Bruce Wayne.

Well, by definition any given Green Lantern probably did. But screw those guys, willpower wasn't even an emotion.

[OOC: Seriously, screw those guys.]

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[unburnt-queen.livejournal.com]

"Huge. They shall have to live in the stables, and then...I suppose in the woods," Dany mused. "It won't be for years yet, though. We don't know if I shall be here then."

[randomspanish.livejournal.com]

"Wow," Freddie said. "Still, that's pretty cool. Though, uhhh, not the part where you apparently need protection back home. That sounds a little scary."

To put it mildly.

"At least you'll have the dragons, though."