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Nobody Owens ([personal profile] therewaslife) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2010-01-11 07:43 pm

Fifth Floor Common Room | Evening | Monday | January 11

Having all of his classes tomorrow didn't mean Bod was going to stay in his room and make it an early night. He'd thought about taking another walk down to the graveyard but decided to save that for later in the week. There was time and Bod knew neither he nor the graveyard was going anywhere for awhile.

So, he'd wandered down the hall, book in hand, to the common room. Yeah, he knew he could have just closed himself in his room to read but the common room was bigger and had food. Food that Bod immediately started scrounging for. It was a little difficult to do considering he was holding his book open with one hand and reaching blindly into the refrigerator with the other. He'd pulled out the box of baking soda three times.

Putting the book down would have been easier, Bod knew, but not as fun. So, he kept trying. That box of baking soda got pulled out two more times.

[open common room is open!]

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-01-12 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Think there's someone around here who eats metal?" Mat paused to think that over. "It's totally bloody possible."

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-01-12 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
"And that's another thought that will keep me up at night," Mat laughed, reaching for the foil packet. "I'm Mat, by the way. Mat Cauthon."

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-01-12 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
"That's leaving a lot of leeway," Mat said, opening it carefully. "It looks like meat," he said finally. "Or cake. It's meat-cake."

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-01-12 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Did you try one of the cookies the magical reserve was selling?" Mat replied. "It's possible."

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-01-12 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
"I could have used it to sharpen my knives," Mat said. "It was bad."

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-01-12 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
"I have no bloody idea, but it should be their last, unless they sell them as targets for weapons practice," Mat declared.

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-01-12 03:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"And almost cracked my flaming tooth for my trouble," Mat complained.

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-01-12 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Mat snorted. "I can char a rabbit over a flame, but anything other than that is beyond my abilities," he said.

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-01-12 05:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"I tend to rely on looking as pathetic as possible," Mat agreed, winking. "The women here generally fall for it."

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-01-12 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"I remember their name and face and don't try to wheedle anything out of them the next time," Mat said with a laugh.

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-01-12 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"You let your eyes go wide, and you look very, very sad," Mat said, then demonstrated. "Like this. You look pathetic, but you don't have to cook."

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2010-01-12 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Mat glanced at him appraisingly and then grinned. "Here, you poor thing. Have some meat-cake."

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