Second Floor Common Room, Saturday Evening

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Tony'd ordered a batch of pizzas and soda and brought out his Jackie Chan movies. He popped Drunken Master into the DVD player and sat down on the couch. Then got up again and found a couple of bottles of juice in the kitchen. Non-caffeinated stuff might be good for tonight. Dinah could get a little nuts with that in her system.

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[newlances]

Sin came down the hall, holding Lena's hand, and smiled when she saw Uncle Tony. Both girls had Dinah's fake magnetic nose-piercings in and eyebrow-rings on, sparkly nail-polish, and Lena had green and pink streaks in her hair.

"Thank you for making movie night, Uncle Tony," Sin said, climbing up beside him. "Ooo. Juice!"

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"Hey, you guys look awesome!" Tony said. "Make sure to have some of the pizza with veggies. You're growing girls."

[newlances]

"But there is pepperoni, yes?" Sin asked anxiously. "Pepperoni is wonderful." She stopped to admire her fingernails, and whispered to Tony, "Sister said we could be dressed up today. The piercing isn't real."

[wantstodirect]

"Plenty of pepperoni," Tony said. "Mine is," he said, tugging lightly on his eyebrow piercing. "But you don't need real piercings 'til you're older."

[nonenamedboaz]

Lena flopped down and held out her arm. "Lookit lookit! I have a Black Canary tattoo!" Or, you know, a magic marker drawing on her arm of a hawk in a circle. "Which movie is it?"

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"High-five!" Tony said, holding up his hand. "We're watching Drunken Master."

[nonenamedboaz]

Lena slapped her hand against his, and beamed. "Super! I've just seen the new movies, is this an old old one?" She settled in with her juice, then TK'd a napkin to herself, then looked guilty. "It's okay to do that here, right?"

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Tony called a napkin to his own hand. "Totally," he said. "Is your mom teaching you to use your powers?"

[weldedtomyspine]

Jaime had spent most of the day in his room. Tinkering. And not staring dopily at nothing while thinking about prom. Because tinkering was productive and the other was, well, dopey.

But eventually food needed acquiring.

Wait... where did all these kids come from? The Scarab assured him they weren't just younger version of people he knew (he'd heard that happened from time to time).

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Tony waved at Jaime. "Hey," he said. "Did you get any today?"

[weldedtomyspine]

"Any... what?" Jaime felt like he should know, given Tony's tone, but... he had no clue.

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"Kids," Tony said. "I'm guessing that means you haven't. Or else they haven't found you yet."

[longislandiceme]

Bobby had had a very long, very activity-filled day. With meeting his four (four!) kids and taking them flying and exploring and... yeah. Aura and Charlotte were with their moms for now, which left him in charge of Desmond and Aurore, and desperately in need of...

"Food, thank god," Bobby breathed, herding the both of them into the room. "Uh, if there's enough to share?" he asked hopefully.

[nonenamedboaz]

Lena stopped twirling long enough to perk up and bounce over. "We do! Welcome to our movie-time pizza-time restaurant! Party of three?" She bounced on her toes and grinned, nose ring sparkling, streaks in her hair shining. "We have popcorn too!"

[flirtinginlisp]

"Popco- oh wow your hair is cool!" Desmond exclaimed, sidetracked by the colored streaks. "How'd you do that?" Hey, for all he knew it could be natural. He knew lots of people with funky-colored hair.

[nonenamedboaz]

Lena beamed at him, and fluffed the ends. "My daddy did it! I washes out, but you brush it on special and then add the sparklies. I bet it would look good on you too!"