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multiplez ([personal profile] multiplez) wrote2007-08-01 11:15 pm

Room 317, Wednesday Evening

Z was in her room. Her co-ed room. Which she was blatantly not in the process of moving out of. In fact, she seemed to have strewn her (still kind of meager) possessions around her side of the room as much as possible, as if to stake her claim. Though the bra hanging off the corner of her computer monitor might have been a bit much.

Z was sitting at said computer, ignoring the bra, as it wasn't blocking more than a tiny bit of the screen, and attempting to make a list of things she could do to be citizenshippy for Advanced Scouting. Also, possibly, illegally downloading music. Shh don't tell Cruger.

((Door and post are open!))

[identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com 2007-08-02 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
Luke came in and flopped, spread-eagle, across his bed. "I'm not moving," he said stubbornly.

He flipped onto his side and grinned at her redecorating. "I take it you aren't either."

[identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com 2007-08-02 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Z's a letter," he said, giving her his most wide-eyed, innocent, just-off-the-farm look. "Letters can't be girls! There must be a mistake on your forms, so-very-temporary principal Umdredge. Or whoever."

[identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com 2007-08-02 06:59 am (UTC)(link)
Artoo chirped out a Very Helpful suggestion.

Luke burst out laughing. "Artoo said he could be Z, too. But he won't wear the bras."

[identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com 2007-08-02 07:09 am (UTC)(link)
Luke shook his head. "I haven't had the pleasure, no. I think I'm okay with that. You?"

[identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com 2007-08-02 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
"You belong here," Luke said firmly, "and I'll stand in the way of anyone who tries to say otherwise."

[identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com 2007-08-02 07:39 am (UTC)(link)
"And if it's not, I'll back you up," Luke said, catching the tone of her emotions. "There are things worth standing up for. You're one of them." He gave her a smile. "Don't worry about me. I've handled worse than Umbridge this year."