Week 25. Friday, after the dragon fight. Rita-Anne and Jannet's room.

[rita_anne_terry]

Everything in caps can clearly be heard throughout the floor on Fairgrove where Jannet, Rita-Anne and Terry live, in spite of the door being closed. The lower-case words are normal speaking volume

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[mopple]

Hob finishes toweling off. Between the hotshower, tomato juice and his atomizer, he's manages to remove most the stink from himself. It's replaced with the scent of rue and licorice. He's just finished dressing when he hears the shouts. Frowning, he ties off his remaining boot and heads towards the ruckus. Raising a hand, he pounds three times on the door.

[rita_anne_terry]

With an effort, Rita-Anne unclenches her hockey stick, and walks toward the door.

"Maybe we should shout about this later," she says to Terry. His response is "You'd better believe we will!"

She takes a deep breath, partly to calm down, partly to remind her face how to move again, and opens the door.

"Oh. Uh... Hi Hob. Ummm... I guess we were being slightly loud... if we includes all the girls in the room... Do you want to come in?" She looks down at the still fuming dinosaur.

Gee... I didn't know Terry could turn that colour red... Suddenly, she's scared for Hob's life in case her normally placid friend decides to take a disliking for anyone who was involved in the dragon fight.

"Uhhh... Do you want to go for a walk instead?"

[mopple]

Hob is still frowning, glowering at Terry almost. He spits out the words of King Harry as violently as King Harry might upon the eve of battle.

"And gentlemen in England now abed,
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap while any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day."

With that, he rounds on Rita-Anne. "There never was a merry world since the fairies left off dancing, and the Parson left conjuring." Hob points towards the dinosaur, as if trying to explain something to Rita-Anne about Terry. "One man in a thousand, Solomon says, will stand as close as a brother."

"Come, Christian hearts, rejoyce!" he entreats both of them.

[rita_anne_terry]

Rita-Anne purses her lips, and nods. Terry takes a deep breath, and his colour begins to go back to it's normal shade of orange

((OOC Editing that should have been done before))

[rita_anne_terry]

1) replace "throughout the floor on Fairgrove" with "just outside Jennet, Rita-Anne, and Terry's room."

2) move conversation to the main group, possibly on Sunday night at 12:00 am. Leave where it is. ;)

3) Maybe the noise goes through a connecting air duct to wherever Hob is so that other people can choose to participate or not?

[jasper_pooka]

It was a slow walk back to his room from the fire and he was glad that it was over. Everything just felt sore. Having just taken a nice long warm shower Jasper was headed back to his room in a pair of sweatpants, huge blackish purple bruises were starting to form on his chest and back but he looked no worse off than could be expected. Almost to his door he decided to stop in and say thanks to Peri again for helping him out earlier when he heard the yelling down the hall and decided to go investigate.

"Everything ok?" Jasper asks once he gets to the doorway.

[rita_anne_terry]

((OOC: Is it ok if Jasper pops his head in after Hob's "Give unto Ceaser" post?))

[jasper_pooka]

((OOC: Perfectly fine))

[rita_anne_terry]

Jasper walks in to a rather particular scene: Hob standing in the doorway, with Rita-Anne and Terry in what appears to be a living rendition of the Tarot card “Strength.” ((A young woman holding the jaws of a great beast.))

Terry tears his beak out of Rita-Anne’s hands and looks at Jasper. “You... You’re that Jasper fellow who sealed that dragon’s mouth shut, aren’t you? Without any armor or weapons other than a vat of glue?” The idea that Jasper should be in the hospital wing, ironically, doesn't enter Terry's mind.

Without waiting for an answer, he looks at all three pooka, and says (loudly, but not as loud as before), “What is it with you wilders? What makes you do these dangerous things? Why can’t you settle for the safety of the courts?”

“Ha!” Rita-Anne replies.

“Ok, the relative safety of the courts. Are all wilders in this generation willing to do stupid things that could get themselves, or is it just you pooka in particular

[jasper_pooka]

Jasper gives Rita-Anne a lopsided grin and sighs contently.

"So disasters abound in your room?"

[rita_anne_terry]

Rita-Anne and Terry simultaniously look at each-other, shrug, and when one looks at Jasper, the other looks at Hob, and says "Sometimes""All the time."

They look at each other again. They look to the other person.

"All the time""Sometimes."

They glair at each other... Then both start talking loudly at each other for about 30 seconds, and fall silent at the exact same time with a huff. They look at Jasper and Hob.

"Ask Janet""Ask Janet."

[mopple]

Hob watches this exchange with a puzzled look. Turning back towards Jasper, he asks, "Is it live? Or is it Memorex?"

[jasper_pooka]

"Memorex I'm sure. I'm glad I'm not lost." Jasper says with a confused look on his face.