Gert, I haven't seen you around in a while. Are you okay? I have something for you, if you want to meet me. There are a couple of students passed out on the floor of the common room, so be careful coming down the stairs.
I'm doing ... passably. Nico and I did a little talking, and we're.. mostly patched, but I'm still keeping my distance from the dumb blonde Chase. I'm.. still not sure what's going to happen. I'll be down in five.
Victor sat on the couch, poking at the brightly-colored plastic creatures that had, a few hours before, been terrifyingly cute, colored ponys with strange things painted on their butts. He gathered them up again and tucked them in his jacket pocket, only leaving one out-- a cute little purple t-rex that he set on his shoulder, anchoring a claw under the band of his headphones.
Gert just had to run a brush through her hair and tug on a track jacket, before she headed downstairs to meet Vic in the common room. There were, as per usual, a few bodies of those who had passed out littering the stairwell and the main area, but it didn't take Gert too long to make her way to, well, Victor's couch. "What's that," the asked, pointing to the critter on his shoulder. Behind her, Old Lace was clomping over strewn bodies and sniffing them with too much interest.
No eating people, Lace. Even the unconscious ones!
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Date: 2006-06-10 06:33 am (UTC)I'm doing ... passably. Nico and I did a little talking, and we're.. mostly patched, but I'm still keeping my distance from
the dumb blondeChase. I'm.. still not sure what's going to happen. I'll be down in five.Gert
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Date: 2006-06-10 06:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-10 07:02 am (UTC)Gert just had to run a brush through her hair and tug on a track jacket, before she headed downstairs to meet Vic in the common room. There were, as per usual, a few bodies of those who had passed out littering the stairwell and the main area, but it didn't take Gert too long to make her way to, well, Victor's couch. "What's that," the asked, pointing to the critter on his shoulder. Behind her, Old Lace was clomping over strewn bodies and sniffing them with too much interest.
No eating people, Lace. Even the unconscious ones!