Second Floor Common Room, Sunday Morning

[whenshewasnice]

What was this? Natalie Adams at the dorms and actually out in the open? Apparently that still occasionally happened, even if she preferred her own company when she was on the island. And she'd had time for that as well already this morning. She'd spent some time at her keyboard, playing something that... might even turn out into a song of her own, eventually.

Something good could come from spending time on your own.

But now it was later in the morning, and Moxy was batting a ball around on the common room floor while Natalie sat on the couch, eating cereal and flipping through channels on the TV. It didn't look like she was finding anything worth her prolonged attention, but she'd been expecting that.

Maybe she'd just give in and watch cartoons.

[ooc: Open!]

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[monkeymonkeydie.livejournal.com]

Bucky had just been wandering around bored, looking for something interesting he could break, when he saw Natalie and Mr. Moxy.

He put his paws on his hips and huffed. "Hey! Miss Pokey-Finger! Pick a channel and stick with it, okay?! All the flashing is gonna give someone a seizure!"

He turned to Mr. Moxy and bared his teeth. "And YOU... don't even get me started! A ball, seriously? What's next, a catnip mouse? Laying on her lap?! Have some self-respect!"

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie barely glanced over. "I don't take orders from talking animals," she informed him flatly. "Especially rude ones."

Mr. Moxy, meanwhile, gave him a somewhat curious look. ... And then went back to playing with his ball.

[monkeymonkeydie.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I'm the rude one!?!?" Bucky asked, incredulously. "You're the one with the paw spasms and the short attention span! So hurry up and make me some food already!"

[whenshewasnice]

"No." This time, she didn't even bother glancing over. "You have an attitude, I'm sure you're capable of getting your own food."

[monkeymonkeydie.livejournal.com]

Bucky blinked. "Of course I can. What does that have to do with anything?"

[whenshewasnice]

"It means you get your own food."

Because let's face it, Jace was the only person in the dorms with any kind of a chance at getting her to make them food just by demanding it.

And even that was rather unlikely.