Fifth Floor Common Room, Wednesday night

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

Continuing on with his new tradition of making a point to take some time to actually enjoy being social, Bruce made his way out to the common room. The TV was already on cartoons when he walked in, though. Classic Looney Tunes.

Really, Bruce probably hadn't even seen any of these cartoons since he was eight, but he found it amazing how quickly he related to it. The villain was designated as such by his use of a gun. The hero used his wits, disguises, and bent laws (both civil and physical) to overcome this shady Fudd character. Even when Fudd declared his intention to stew Bugs, the rabbit got out of it by declaring himself a fricasseeing rabbit and demanded that Fudd produce a license for that. And it worked! Absolute brilliance.

Who knew that Bruce was missing out on lessons that could have been inspirational just because he had long ago declared cartoons childish and not worth his time?

Bruce made some popcorn and kept watching as the less intelligent but apparently near-invulnerable (judging by how little he was killed after being shot in the face repeatedly), glory-seeking duck started to poke his bill into matters. That wouldn't eventually define the early dynamic between Bruce and a future friend. Not at all.

[OOC: I've been in a Looney Tunes mood anyway, but let's call it WB corporate synergy. Open as a common room tends to be.]

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[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

Which just meant her feet were gonna get tickled. Her own fault for putting them there!

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

A high-pitched shriek and then Toby would find himself covered with popcorn as Kenzi flailed, spilling food everywhere and trying to yank her feet back, giggling uncontrollably.

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

Toby laughed and reached up to brush the popcorn out of his hair, letting Kenzi's feet escape. "That's what you get for putting your feet within tickling distance."

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Meeeeeean!" Kenzi accused, leaning forward to try and tickle Toby in retaliation. "What, I can't rest my feet somewhere convenient? I have to give you personal space? What is this, a dictatorship?"

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

"Maaaaybe," Toby snickered, maneuvering himself in order to 1) dodge the tickling and 2) plant a kiss on Kenzi's lips.

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Ah!" Okay, that got her to stop trying to tickle him, even as she snickered, pleased that he was the one kissing her this time. "Cheater. So cheating."

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

Hey! He had no problem initiating smoochies... it was just that she was usually faster on the draw there.

"Oh yeah?" Toby smirked. "You gonna take that up with the authorities?"

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Nope." She looped her hands around his neck. "Just gonna collect a toll." And another kiss, yay! Kenzi grinned into the kiss, and finally pulled back with a happy sigh. Mmm, Toby kisses. "So, how's life post-Rio? I am so missing Rio."

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

"So far? Colder and a lot less colourful," Toby made a face. "Spring can hurry up and get here aaaaany time now." Even if the winter had been a relatively mild one, all things considered, the weather definitely didn't compare to Rio.

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Today's good," Kenzi agreed. "March. Isn't it spring in March in Maryland? We're further south, it has to get here sooner!" Just... not as soon as Rio. RIO. Kenzi sighed. "I actually did good deeds yesterday. Kiss me for it?"

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

"Mmm," Toby smirked. "Elaborate on these good deeds first?" Because there were good deeds and then there were deeds that someone might try to claim were good deeds but the person they were aimed at might feel differently. And Kenzi? Kenzi was fully capable of both sorts of good deeds.

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

How well he knew her! Kenzi grinned. "I helped Rinoa free political prisoners!... with paperwork. I deserve a hug, too. I have paper cuts!"