5th Floor Common Room, Afternoon

[daemonridden]

Lyra walked into the fifth floor common room, chatting over her shoulder to Blair. She moved tot he kitchenette, and rummaged around in the fridge until she found the eggs, butter and a frying pan. What that was doing in the fridge, she had no idea. She shrugged, marking it off mentally as another weird quirk of this increasingly weird place

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[moonbrain_tam]

River heard the sounds of someone cooking, and made her way to the kitchen, Berthold in tow. She saw Blair and a girl she didn't know. Probably a newbie.

"Hello!" she said.

[daemonridden]

"Hullo. Don't think I know you. I'm Lyra Belacqua." She wiped off a hand on her tartan skirt and held it out to shake.

[moonbrain_tam]

River shook her hand and smiled. "I'm River Tam. You're new, I assume. Where are you from?" She grinned. "And more importantly, what are you cooking?"

[daemonridden]

"I am new. Me and Pan came here on... Monday, yeah, that's right." A pine marten nodded from his perch on her shoulder, hoping River didn't touch him.

"We're from Oxford, in another world." Lyra grinned back. "I'm making omlettes; would you like one?"

[lovechildblair]

Blair took a seat on the counter and watched Lyra cook. "So you like to cook?"

[daemonridden]

Lyra laughed. "Omlettes are the only thing I'm even a little good at. And baked beans. And toast. In my world, we always had servants to cook."

[lovechildblair]

"Beans on toast!" Blair grinned. "So yummy."

"Servants, huh? How's it like living without them?"

[daemonridden]

Lyra shrugged. "There were lots of times I had to do without them. And at St Sophia's, my last school, there weren't servants except for the ones who cooked and manned the laundry. Everything else, we had to do ourselves."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel wandered into the common room. Mmm, demon smell food.

[lovechildblair]

Blair waved his fork at Bel.

[demonbelthazor]

"Omelets?" Bel said hopefully.

[lovechildblair]

"Lyra made 'em. She might make one for you if you ask nicely." Blair grinned.

[sogothcally]

Cally wandered in, and waved to everyone. "Hello!"

[daemonridden]

"Hullo. I don't know you, but want an omlette, while the stove's still on?" Lyra learned quickly that people's good opinion could be bought with the judicious application of free food.

[sogothcally]

"Hi," Cally said. "I'm Cally. And while the offer is nice and all, I'm not feelin' very comfortable right now."

[daemonridden]

Lyra blinked. "Oh. Do you, uh, want to sit down, or something?" She pointed a spatula at an overstuffed chair that was currently empty.

"And I'm Lyra Belacqua. Third year. Freshman. I'm a freshman."

[saltandammo]

Dean had decided to track down his little sister Layla and see how her first week at Fandom was going so he headed up to the fifth floor, ducking his head into the common room first to see who was in there.

[1ordinarygirl]

Two seconds later, Buffy wandered in, looking for food, fun and friends. She waved to Berthold and River, then beamed. "Hi Deeeeeean-y!"

[saltandammo]

Dean turned at the familiar voice. "Buffy!" he greeted her with a grin and a hug, ignoring the very annoying nick name. "When did you get back?"

[1ordinarygirl]

"Early this morning!" Buffy glomped him back. "How are you doing? How's Sam? I have prezzies! Somewhere in my bags, I don't remember where, but they're totally there!"