4th Floor Common Room, Post Un-zombiefying

[morpherboy]

Marco was half passed out on a couch in the common room. The problem with being a wolf all day was that he kept having to re-morph and wolves used different muscles then humans. The result was that he felt like he had run about forty miles and was refusing to move.

He did have the energy to put on one of the meta forJames Bond movies and put out

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[time_flyer_5]

Jen wasn't going to apologize to anyone if the fifth floor was out of hot water, not right now. Freshly showered and dressed in sweats (black, actually, there's a shocker) and a t-shirt (that was pink, so the world wouldn't end), she stalked down one floor to avoid the wrath of similarly hygiene-needy floormates and flopped onto the couch.

"Being an animal sucks. Being a whole bunch of them is worse."

[morpherboy]

Marco grunted from his couch. "Tell me about. I think I just got two months of exercise in two days."

[time_flyer_5]

"Not the kind of morphing I was thinking about," Jen mumbled. "Were you at least something useful? Because I was a dragonfly for a while there."

[morpherboy]

"Wolf." Marco answered, still not moving much. "Wait...you morph?"

[peace_n_war]

This wasn't Warren's floor. It wasn't. It never would be.

But today, he felt an intense need to be around someone or something breathing, and he'd just wandered up the stairs until he'd come across signs of life.

Life was pretty cool.

"What movie?"

[morpherboy]

"Brosnon." Marco said. Still not moving.

[peace_n_war]

"Any good?" Warren took a few tentative steps toward the television in order to check it out.

He wasn't usually so big on movies.

[morpherboy]

"Things go boom." Marco said eloquently and moved his legs if Warren wanted to sit.

[flashesforinfo]

The more people Angela could check on, the better she'd feel after everything she'd seen today.

That would be why when she heard noise from the common room on the way back from her shower, that was where she stopped in, seven with her hair still damp, hugging her robe around herself over her pajamas.

[morpherboy]

"Have a mint." Marco said helpfully from where he was refusing to move.

[flashesforinfo]

Angela couldn't help a huffed laugh at just how ridiculous that sounded after what had gone on today. "... thanks," she said after a moment.

"Are you uh," 'okay' sounded so stupid, "doing alright?"

That didn't sound much better.

[morpherboy]

"I"m jelly." Marco informed her. "You?"

[likes_chicken]

Hurley was on his way up to his room, and he stopped when he heard the gathering of people. He came in, just happy to be human and to have friends around him that he wasn't trying to eat.

[morpherboy]

"Have a mint and a thoughtless movie." Marco informed him from the couch where he had turned into a pile of goo.

[likes_chicken]

Hurley walked over and tried to hug Marco.

It seemed the thing to do.

[morpherboy]

Marco would have returned the hug but moving his arms required too much energy. "Thanks."

[sorella_vecchia]

Triela came in a bit later than most, she hadn't showered or changed, but shedding her coat meant that she looked oddly clean. Except for the gore on her boots and in her hair. But clean-looking pants and shirt were sort of impressive.

She looked around, counting heads, wondering if she'd have to go out and find anyone out there.

[morpherboy]

"Have a mint." Marco offered from where he was doing his best jelly-fish impression on the couch. Not literally.

[sorella_vecchia]

"Why?" Triela asked distractedly as she kept looking around.

[morpherboy]

"To get that delicious zombie after taste out." Marco informed her.