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Semi-Open RP, slytherin common room

Jan 14, 2007 13:50

Tyrion was sitting at one of the tables that people used to use to study back when classes were actually held regularly. He was studying the prefect nominations list, at least the most recent version of it, frowning. He was surprised that Cersei's name wasn't on the list. He wondered why that was, then decided it wasn't his problem ( Read more... )

dr girlfriend, skip, ryuuji otogi, rp, tyrion lannister

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dr_gf January 14 2007, 21:16:32 UTC

Dr. Girlfriend manages to push open the door to Slytherin despite the bags of winter clothes and Guild reports from home in her arms, then groans when she trip and drops the reports everywhere. "Don't bother getting up and helping," she announces to the room. God, she was in a bad mood. First thing she planned to do when she got back to her room was find a house elf and demand some coffee, as strong as they could make it here.

dice_addict January 14 2007, 21:55:32 UTC

"What if we're already up?" Ryuuji countered, stepping in after her and then dropping to a knee to help her pick up the reports. The green-eyed gamer gave her an easy grin, eyeing the multiple bags she had curiously, "Just got here, or were you off on vacation ( ... )

dr_gf January 14 2007, 23:06:14 UTC

"Thanks. I've been here for a while. I just needed to pick up a few things I forgot." Like anything appropriate for cold frigging weather. Sheila, you are so goddamn stupid sometimes. "I'm Dr. Girlfriend. And you are?"

dice_addict January 14 2007, 23:49:55 UTC

Wow, her voice was deep for a girl. Then again, Malik had had an incredibly high voice, and Yami no Malik hadn't been much better, and really, Ryuuji had seen much weirder things.

Or, in this, heard.

Smiling at her easily, shuffling the papers together, he held them out to the woman, "I'm Ryuuji Otogi." He tilted his head to a side curiously, tone a little quizzical but friendly, "Dr. Girlfriend -- any first name, or do you prefer being called by your title?"

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He's crazy and dangerous... But who else can you trust? flameofdecember January 15 2007, 17:05:22 UTC

*Humming to himself, Skip ambles unconcernedly into the Common Room.*

Anybody around here got a large rubber alligator around? I'd try for a real one, but I'm afraid he couldn't handle the cold.

Re: He's crazy and dangerous... But who else can you trust? ugly_imp January 15 2007, 20:54:23 UTC

Tyrion looked up from the piece of paper he was studying and blinked in surprise. "Er... No. Why do you need one?"

Re: He's crazy and dangerous... But who else can you trust? flameofdecember January 15 2007, 20:57:57 UTC

*Skip grins. Does the man ever stop grinning?* Because I have performed the possibly injudicious act of challenging the goddess of chaos to a prank war, and muttered very loudly as I left, so she's probably expecting an alligator. And I'd hate to disappoint her.

Re: He's crazy and dangerous... But who else can you trust? ugly_imp January 16 2007, 04:07:19 UTC

"Oh, right. Well, good luck with that then. This isn't going to be one of those prank wars where people get seriously maimed, is it? Because I'd like to know when to duck."

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sbisawesome January 16 2007, 03:47:43 UTC

Strong Bad saunters into the common room accompanied by an actual lady! He's sure it's his Mongolian aftershave lotion that did the trick. He's regaling Jill from Deverry with tales of his filmmaking derringdo on the set of "Dangeresque" and "Dangeresque 3: Dangeresque ... Too?"

"Oh, hey, Lannister-type guy," he says with a casual wave to Tyrion, whom he recognises as one of the people who showed up for the Slytherin common room redecoration project. "Rock rock on."

ugly_imp January 16 2007, 04:04:00 UTC

Tyrion glanced up again, then grinned. "Oh, hello! You're Strong Bad, right?" He glanced at Jill, with a raised eyebrow, then gestured them both over. "Come sit down."

turtledove_jill January 16 2007, 04:11:36 UTC

The look on Jill's face when she walked in is probably quite entertaining to look at, being a mixture of "what the fuck?!," "oh gods, save me," and "this is horrifyingly fascinating...I want to look away, but I can't." Her hand keeps twitching towards her sword-hilt.

When Tyrion offers a seat, an expression of pure relief crosses her face. Someone to talk to who isn't this strange strange creature who's prattling makes less sense than Salamander's...if that's even possible. And more to the point, someone she actually likes and has been intending to look up. At the raised eyebrow, she rolls her eyes and briefly puts on the 'oh gods, save me' look again.

She takes a seat and glances at the flyer. "Greetings. What's this?"

sbisawesome January 16 2007, 04:15:12 UTC

Strong Bad glances at it as well. "Oh, the prefect thing. Most of 'em are a bunch of useless crap-for-brains. I owled them so many times about redecorating the common room. Just goes to show if you want something done, you gotta do it yourself. If you can't find The Cheat. If you can find The Cheat then obviously you tell him to do it."

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