Open RP: Ray and Fraser fall into the common room.

[youreafreak.livejournal.com]

So, Ray had been having a good day, and a bad day. First, he'd gotten locked into a room with his partner by a girl who totally had it comin', now.

That's bad.

Then, he figured out he got locked in because someone'd figured out they both had the hotness goin' on for one another. Huh, crazy, right? A bent Mountie? Who woulda thought? Heh. Now all he had goin' on was a Ralph Wiggum voice going 'I bent my Mountie'.

heheh.

Oh, right. That's good.

Then, just as they were about to go for the good stuff, they got out of the secret passage they were stuck in and tumbled, ass-first, into the Gryffindor Common Room, both of them in rather obviously... rumpled clothing.

Uh. That's bad.

Of course, they were closer to a bed now. That's good...

((ETA: The last thread goes NSFW.))

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[specialhat.livejournal.com]

Dogen, teaching? And anyway if Hat Man was psychic, wouldn't he already know how to do pyrokinesis? If he wasn't, why would he ask? "Um." He fidgeted a little, then looked at the fireplace like it would have advice for him.

It didn't. And of course Monaco wasn't around, but then Monaco was just a baby cat and was French in his head anyway, so he wouldn't be any help. "I guess. It's not hard to set things on fire. Stopping fire is harder. Brains don't work like that I guess."

[themountie.livejournal.com]

"No, I... suppose not," he agreed, a bit distractedly. Now that he had his uniform all together, he was starting to think about getting it off again. Which of course was totally inappropriate to think about around a child! Realizing that, he quickly turned back to Dogen, tugging at his collar. "Well, ah, of course, there is always the tried and true method," he added with an anxious smile. "I find a bucket of water does wonders, personally."

He shot another glance over at Ray and adjusted his hat. "I... wonder if you might excuse me? I need to walk my dog. My wolf." It wasn't a lie, exactly.

[specialhat.livejournal.com]

....why would he have to ask? Was there a reason Dogen might not excuse him? 'Might' was like 'not sure'. He'd missed something. He was always missing things. "Um. Sure. Okay. I have to talk to my cat." Well. As soon as he found Monaco. And if he could convince the kitten to think in English at that point. Anyway, the kitten was always very definite about things, which was nice.

"'Bye." He waved a distracted good-bye to Hat Man and wandered away, eventually getting re-distracted by the fireplace.