Pretty Solid Friend Material ((Open RP))

[busty_robin]

Hogwarts was great, as far as back-from-the-dead scenarios went. The classes were sparse but interesting, the food was good, and people were adequately prepared for the threat of evil-clowns. Hogwarts was so great, in fact, that it had taken Steph nearly two months to realize her social circle was pretty much composed of old(er!) male vigilantes.

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[ra_tilt_chimera]

*Although he doesn't realize it, Zel did meet Steph at her Sorting. He raises an eyebrow as he reads the sign - after all, it's not every day someone waits around in the Great Hall with food and a poster proclaiming that they'd make a good friend. But he's grinning, so it's not a "you're completely mad" eyebrow raise so much as an "I've seen worse" eyebrow raise.* It's a novel approach, I'll give you that. Most people just attach themselves to someone and hope they grow on them, but this is probably less annoying.

*The former chimera sticks out a hand.* Zelgadiss Greywords. Call me Zel.

[busty_robin]

"I just like to be informative. And only mildly annoying, if I can help it." She smiled and shook his hand. "Steph. Nice to meet you."

[ra_tilt_chimera]

*Zel blinks, then shakes his head.* Sorry. Bit of deja vu. Your voice sounds familiar, for some reason.

[busty_robin]

Steph recalled seeing this guy at her sorting. Showing up in costume was potentially the most annoying thing that had ever happened to her- and that was saying something.

"No problem. I actually get that all the time." She held out a tray. Tasty distractions for the win! "Cookie?"

[ugly_imp]

Tyrion Lannister had a very special fondness for cookies, and so he was unable to keep from stopping to chat with the girl with the rather interesting sign.

"Well, that's one way of gaining influence," he remarked, reading the sign. "Do the cookies have anything... special... in them? Not that I'd mind if they did, I'd just like to be forewarned."

[busty_robin]

Special? Steph's mind automatically went to a less than legal place. They were in Europe.

"No, no. These are strictly on the up-and-up." She held out the plate. "But they are sinfully delicious!"

[ugly_imp]

Tyrion grinned and took one, biting into it. "You're right. These are good. I should send some to my sister." He allowed a positively evil smirk to play across his face. Then he opted for a subject change. "I don't think we've met. I'm Tyrion Lannister." He offered her a slight bow.

[busty_robin]

"That's kind of you?" Steph didn't trust that smirk. She'd smirked that smirk! "I'm Steph," she said, pointing to the sign. "Nice to meet you."

[charlesofdensen]

Ofdensen was passing the Great Hall when he saw the sign. He glanced at Stephanie, then the cookies, then back to Stephanie. "These aren't jinxed, are they?"

Hey, when you ate jinxed chocolate, you'll be a bit wary.

[busty_robin]

Man, people around here had been victim to some serious baked-goods trauma!

"Not at all. No potions were used or animals/house elves harmed in the baking of these cookies." He looked like the sort of guy that would appreciate a disclaimer.

[charlesofdensen]

And he did appreciate the disclaimer. He nodded his approval and took a cookie.

[busty_robin]

Steph waited until he swallowed to say the following: "Oh, I was lying. They turn you into a pheasant."

"...kidding!"

[rogue_nebari]

Chiana cocks her head at the cookies, and leans in to sniff them. "So if I eat these, I won't grow an extra head or something, will I? I hate to be suspicious, but--well, that's a lie, it pays to be suspicious here."

[busty_robin]

"No extra heads. No extra appendages of any sort, I promise!" She bit into a cookie, as proof. "Next time, I'll just set out board games or something. You think wizards like Uno?"

[rogue_nebari]

She grins. "Bit of a shame, depending on the appendage." She takes a cookie, eats it, and grabs a few more. She didn't have a clue what the game Uno was, and as her translater microbes translated it as "one," she was a bit confused. "Can't say I know what 'ew-know' is."

[busty_robin]

Right- Aliens probably didn't play much Uno. They were missing out! "It’s this really high stressed card game. You yell and sabotage other players to try and get rid of all your cards. It's pretty much the best game ever."

[roxyspaulding]

"Okay, you frickkin' rock," Roxy said, coming up to snag a cookie. "I mean, baked goods? Who doesn't like cookies? Or chocolate, for that matter." Roxy was talking around a cookie she'd shoved into her mouth whole.

"So, like, do you want to make it all sparkly?" she asked, indicating the poster board.

[busty_robin]

Steph grinned. Finally, someone who didn't think she was offering Pepperidge Farm poison. "Nazis, I think. I heard Nazis were very anti-chocolate."

"Sure!" A little pizzazz never hurt anyone. "How?"

[roxyspaulding]

"Dude," Roxy said. "I hear Nazis were, like, anti-everything."

She pulled out her wand. "So, I've never tired this, but I think it's something like Sparklypoo Shalom or something. Ready to give it a flick?"

[busty_robin]

"That would be a hell yes!" Knowing how to sparkle something was sure to come in useful. Steph reached for her wand. "Want to double-team it?"