Francine Peters (
thatsamilkshake) wrote2009-04-01 10:33 pm
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Room 511, Wednesday Night
Well, there was a room there. There may or may not have been a roomie, and there was probably a kitty hiding somewhere, but there was definitely no Francine.
[OOC: open to anybody who might have a reason to come looking for her, and of course the roomie if so desired! ETA: Francine's not there, but you're welcome to camp out and interact with each other!It said that all along RLY. Look, zombies ate my brain, mmkay?]
[OOC: open to anybody who might have a reason to come looking for her, and of course the roomie if so desired! ETA: Francine's not there, but you're welcome to camp out and interact with each other!
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She knocked on the door. "Francine?" No answer. Hunh. Dinah bit her lip, then hung the bag of goodies on the doorknob, with the card for FRANCINE! prominently displayed. Maybe she'd find her tomorrow.
Worried and hoping Francine was with Merlin or her buddy Katchoo, Dinah headed back down the hall.
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"Francie? Oh, Franciiiiiiine . . ." she called, and yes, if you happened to hear her in the hallway she was practically crooning that last bit.
. . .
"Francine?"
A few minutes of standing there, looking forlorn, and Katchoo finally sighed, left the cake by the door, and went back to her own room.
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She was probably late.
Yes. Late.
He could wait.
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deja vusmug amusement over the tree bit, Merlin nodded. "Maybe she's with Katchoo?"Even though they made plans...
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She still kind of sucks at that linear story-telling thing.
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Yeah, Dinah's a little stressed.
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"But we can't always believe radio," Merlin pointed out.
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Do not wonder where she is. No. She's with Katchoo. End of story.
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God help whatever zombie bit her.
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"Is there a party?" she asked. "No one told me there was to be a party."
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She gestured in a way that hopefully conveyed that she was quite willing to grant them privacy, should they need it.
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Perhaps she could convince Leto to have another evening in the common room.
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Dinah -- the cat, and not the blonde girl -- hopped down from Alice's bed. Alice seemed to be talking to the boy; the boy must not be an evil invader that Dinah should protect Alice from. Therefore, she was going to sniff his shoes. One could tell rather a lot about a person from their shoes.
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Well, it had been pretty.
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She had noticed some strangely sluggish figures, passing by her as she returned to the dorms. She had been somewhat preoccupied, she supposed, and hadn't recognized them as anything too unusual, considering Fandom and all.
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She could add a few to her kill-tally and help to keep the island safe. What could possibly go wrong?
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