http://moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-03-12 07:44 pm

5th floor Common room, Monday after classes

River was happy and making popcorn went well with being happy. So popcorn were flying through the kitchen and River danced about, trying to catch as many as possible with her hands and mouth. Berthold was lying under his blanket, tentacles reaching out and trying to get to the ice cream carton without getting in the way of River. Her mood seemed to be contagious as the monster made cheerful squeals.

[Open! There's popcorn enough for everyone.]

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-13 02:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"I suppose he is, he had interesting thoughts, though nothing I am not acquainted with," She knew the Harkonnens and she wasn't at all naive about them, the Imperial Court wasn't a place for that sort of political naivety. She would have grinned if she were the type to do so at the mention of Jack, she beamed instead, "Yes, he is, he is a very good teacher."

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-13 02:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"I think he was concerned I didn't know how to use a projectile weapon, especially with the environment in the Imperial Court." She smiled, she's beaming all kinds of happiness at the knowledge of Jack's concern but outwardly she looked as serene as ever. "But, no, I am not a member of the Gun Club."

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-13 03:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not at all," She said, and there just a barest whisper of thought even Irulan failed to notice it, sometimes.

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-13 03:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"He is very charming," she agreed but she would never ever, ever admit her crush in a million billion years. Because it wasn't a crush. It was appreciation of another person. This argument went on in her mind while she thought and tried not to think: Great Mother, I hope she doesn't read this. It was hard trying to look serene and distressed at the same time.

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-14 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
Irulan blinked at the tentacle, "Berthold? What sort of creature is it?"

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-14 07:27 am (UTC)(link)
Irulan looked at the creature curiously, it didn't look as bad as some of the genetic experiments of the Bene Tlielux. "Hello."

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-14 08:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, dear," Irulan said, concerned, "Your pet seems to be ill."

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-14 09:06 am (UTC)(link)
"I see." She watched Berthold, "He does look adorable when one gets used to his looks."

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-14 09:18 am (UTC)(link)
She slowly, cautiously reached out to stroke one tentacle.

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-14 09:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Hello," she murmured, stroking the tentacle. She looked to River, "I like him."

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-14 09:46 am (UTC)(link)
Iruan complied, took a scoop of ice cream and offered it to Berthold, "Here, have some sweet."

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-14 01:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Irulan smiled, "Fast eater."