Things had been.... sort of relentlessly, intentionally, shakily normal for the past couple days, but Francine still felt like she ought to get ready for the dance and be out of here before Katchoo got back, just to avoid...something. Awkwardness maybe. Something.

Of course, when 'get out of here soon' meets 'Francine getting ready for anything,' well. There's bound to be a rumble in a dark alley and you can probably guess who comes out alive.

All of which meant she'd managed to get her dress on and her hair up, but was still hunting for her earrings when the door opened.

[OOC: For the roomie!]

In Which We Are...Uh...Supportive (Claire, Karla, Robin, Layla)
In Which Chuck Offers Advice...Sort Of (Chuck)

Fall Break
In Which There Is A Massage (Merlin)
In Which There Is Discussion Of Painting (Katchoo)
In Which There Is Geese (Merlin)
In Which There Is Bubbles And Boys (Katchoo, Merlin, Arthur)
In Which There Is Foosball (Arthur)
In Which There Is A Lunatic (Katchoo)
In Which There Is Hay (Merlin, Tara)
In Which There Is Bubbles But No Boys (Katchoo)
In Which There Is Geese...Again (Merlin)
In Which There Is Kissings And Fleeings (Katchoo)
In Which There Is Spazzings (Merlin and Arthur)

Aftermaaaaath
In Which There Is Something Resembling Truth (Katchoo)
In Which There Shouldn't Be Turkey (Lit)
In Which DADA Continues to Be Surreal (Merlin)
In Which Francine Does Not Demonstrate Magical Talents

Right. Francine could do this. After a weekend of letting her mom in on what Fandom was really like (with a few spare moments for meeting other people's families), she was absolutely ready to bring up the other little tiny thing that might have escaped her mother's attention for the last year.

Or the last few months, depending on whether you were counting how long that little tiny thing had been in Fandom, or how long she'd been living with it.

Francine gave a couple warning knocks before pushing the door open. "So I know I promised I'd introduce you to my roommate before you leave, Mom," she said fairly loudly, just in case that wasn't warning enough.

[OOC: This is going to go so well. For her and her and so much SP omg.]

"I'm gonna kill her," a pacing Francine announced. No, no, she wasn't. She'd have to be able to get her hands on Katchoo to kill her, and if she managed that, she'd... probably be doing other things. NOT DIRTY. Probably.

"I'll be fine, sit tight, I'll call, my ass. It's been a day."

( Room 505: In which 'stay where you are' does not compute, and are we surprised? )
( A little while later, on the causeway... )
( Darcy Parker's Penthouse Suite, a Baltimore Hotel, Later Tuesday Night )

[OOC: Pre-played with the amazing and amazingly patient thismaskiwear, bigdamndestiny, and blonde_canary. That Francine and Merlin got a call and left the island is fine for broadcast; everything else is out of squirrel range. OOC is made of love.]

DADA (Aaskdjaskjh: nudity)
Adventures in Literature (Aaskdjaskjh: Camelot)
Magic Reserve
DDD's (Aaskdjaskjh: porn)
Church
Ethics
Strokes of Genius (Aaskdjaskjh: Katchoo)

Sunday
Firekeeper
Tuesday
Common room
Wednesday
DADA
Lit
ABG
Strokes of Genius
Magic Reserves

Wednesday
Survival By Gesture (Turtle)
On the beach with Dinah

Thursday
This is Church? (Arthur)
This is so not Church (Merlin)

Friday
Support Services (Layla, Katchoo)

Saturday
You're going where? (Dinah, Merlin)
In which I don't flash Chuck