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[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[CLEARLY, someone has not learned their lesson.

When boredom strikes, it strikes hard. Parker, who promised not to do it again, is now clambering through the air ducts at random to see where she will find herself. Because really, telling her not to crawl through tiny spaces is like telling her TO crawl through tiny spaces.

Where will she find herself? Perhaps YOUR room?]

(ooc: OPEN OPEN OPEN. Feel free to hear her coming or continue about unsuspectingly. She'll drop in to say hello. :3)

Comments

I'm so sorry ;;;;;;

[saikyou-saiaku.livejournal.com]

[there is now a ridiculously large blade sticking out in front of the path Parker's chosen to take. Whether it missed her by coincidence or not, we'll never know.

What do?]

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[OH SWEET CHEESE AND CRACKERS. Parker freezes instantly, just staring at it in terror before stammering a response.]

I-I-I'm sorry!

[fanfrickntastic.livejournal.com]

[Is chilling out in his room, listening to some opera and reading a book. CLEARLY he needs to be bothered]

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[Oh, and bothered he shall be. When she reaches the air vent, she peers in through the slats, taking in the view. Ffff, is this opera? Oh wait, she's heard this before. She catches herself before she hums it aloud, and works to quietly remove the vent cover.]

[unhands.livejournal.com]

[ WHY NOT.

hi Parker there is a really... fat, flat-faced orange kitten in your way now.

and a voice shouting in the room below. ]

Killer! You stupid cat! Where'd you go?

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[KITTY. It is furry and adorable and suddenly Parker is taken with it. She reaches out to pet it, scratching its furry rolls in delight.

Yeah, you're not getting this cat back.]

[lord-wizard.livejournal.com]

[Peering into this room, Parker can see a tall attractive man walking out of the bathroom. He's shirtless, his right arm in a sling and a towel thrown about his shoulders as he runs it through his red hair with his left hand. Garish tattoos of vines stand out easily on the pale skin of his forearms as if newly inked.

He doesn't notice Parker, of course, absorbed as he is with his task. He hasn't been able to actually bathe because of his broken arm, but he's managed to at least wash his hair, though with difficulty. He's stubborn like that.

He continues across the room to the wardrobe and throws open the doors. From this angle it's easy to see that his bare back is covered in a mass of criss-crossing scars. They are old and thin but even now aren't pretty to look at. What could have caused them?]

[]((OOC:He will be extremely NOT PLEASED if Parker drops in for whatever reason, FYI. Or you move on with a tidbit of information about Felix that nobody yet knows. Your choice.))

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[Yeesh. What's up with this guy? After peering through the vent for a while, Parker will decide to leave the guy be. Something about him rubs her the wrong way. She'll be sure to wish up a crate of Neosporin for him later.]

(ooc: if you'd rather she not drop in, she can leave. :3 is cool with me!)

/hides face

[assombris.livejournal.com]

[ how do you like people emerging from a shower, parker? don't worry, she's got a towel wrapped around her body so this is still PG-13 rated. ]

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[She finds herself oddly drawn to the sight. Hello there.

Except oh crap, OH CRAP. IT'S KATE. And she sort of mentioned that she wasn't doing the whole "creeping around people's rooms thing" anymore, so don't mind if she just tries to get away and--

Oh, oops. She hits her head on the air duct, and the sound echos down into Kate's room. She blames the towel.]

[hesam-bb.livejournal.com]

[Hesam is splayed out on his stomach on his bed. Snoring. Drool may be involved.]

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[Perfect! He certainly won't notice when she lowers herself into his room and starts to poke around. She'll get to sleeping Hesam soon enough, but for now, she wants to see what he's got laying around.]

[chrgin-my-sword.livejournal.com]

[Parker, you're going to have fun trying to explain this to your friends. It's not something you see everyday. Because, you see, you have walked in on Travis.

Charging his swords. Vigorously so. Of course, he stopped now, thanks to SURPRISE GUEST!

Awkward silence. So awkward. So silent.]

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[She's...

...

She's just going to...

...

Okay, she's half hanging out of that air vent, tilting her head with a slightly horrified and curious expression. It's like watching a car crash or a train wreck. You know you shouldn't look but you can't pull your eyes away. Because seriously, what was that.]

[sparkplasma.livejournal.com]

[Ivan's sitting on the windowsill in his room, alternately reading his journal and looking outside. It's a beautiful day, if cold and snowy, and he's debating going for a walk or something.]

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[Fortunately--or unfortunately--for Ivan, Parker isn't so suave when she removes the vent cover in Ivan's room. It clatters loudly to the floor.]

Damn!

I'm so sorry ;;;;;;

[saikyou-saiaku.livejournal.com]

[there is now a ridiculously large blade sticking out in front of the path Parker's chosen to take. Whether it missed her by coincidence or not, we'll never know.

What do?]

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[OH SWEET CHEESE AND CRACKERS. Parker freezes instantly, just staring at it in terror before stammering a response.]

I-I-I'm sorry!

[fanfrickntastic.livejournal.com]

[Is chilling out in his room, listening to some opera and reading a book. CLEARLY he needs to be bothered]

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[Oh, and bothered he shall be. When she reaches the air vent, she peers in through the slats, taking in the view. Ffff, is this opera? Oh wait, she's heard this before. She catches herself before she hums it aloud, and works to quietly remove the vent cover.]

[unhands.livejournal.com]

[ WHY NOT.

hi Parker there is a really... fat, flat-faced orange kitten in your way now.

and a voice shouting in the room below. ]

Killer! You stupid cat! Where'd you go?

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[KITTY. It is furry and adorable and suddenly Parker is taken with it. She reaches out to pet it, scratching its furry rolls in delight.

Yeah, you're not getting this cat back.]

[lord-wizard.livejournal.com]

[Peering into this room, Parker can see a tall attractive man walking out of the bathroom. He's shirtless, his right arm in a sling and a towel thrown about his shoulders as he runs it through his red hair with his left hand. Garish tattoos of vines stand out easily on the pale skin of his forearms as if newly inked.

He doesn't notice Parker, of course, absorbed as he is with his task. He hasn't been able to actually bathe because of his broken arm, but he's managed to at least wash his hair, though with difficulty. He's stubborn like that.

He continues across the room to the wardrobe and throws open the doors. From this angle it's easy to see that his bare back is covered in a mass of criss-crossing scars. They are old and thin but even now aren't pretty to look at. What could have caused them?]

[]((OOC:He will be extremely NOT PLEASED if Parker drops in for whatever reason, FYI. Or you move on with a tidbit of information about Felix that nobody yet knows. Your choice.))

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[Yeesh. What's up with this guy? After peering through the vent for a while, Parker will decide to leave the guy be. Something about him rubs her the wrong way. She'll be sure to wish up a crate of Neosporin for him later.]

(ooc: if you'd rather she not drop in, she can leave. :3 is cool with me!)

/hides face

[assombris.livejournal.com]

[ how do you like people emerging from a shower, parker? don't worry, she's got a towel wrapped around her body so this is still PG-13 rated. ]

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[She finds herself oddly drawn to the sight. Hello there.

Except oh crap, OH CRAP. IT'S KATE. And she sort of mentioned that she wasn't doing the whole "creeping around people's rooms thing" anymore, so don't mind if she just tries to get away and--

Oh, oops. She hits her head on the air duct, and the sound echos down into Kate's room. She blames the towel.]

[hesam-bb.livejournal.com]

[Hesam is splayed out on his stomach on his bed. Snoring. Drool may be involved.]

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[Perfect! He certainly won't notice when she lowers herself into his room and starts to poke around. She'll get to sleeping Hesam soon enough, but for now, she wants to see what he's got laying around.]

[chrgin-my-sword.livejournal.com]

[Parker, you're going to have fun trying to explain this to your friends. It's not something you see everyday. Because, you see, you have walked in on Travis.

Charging his swords. Vigorously so. Of course, he stopped now, thanks to SURPRISE GUEST!

Awkward silence. So awkward. So silent.]

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[She's...

...

She's just going to...

...

Okay, she's half hanging out of that air vent, tilting her head with a slightly horrified and curious expression. It's like watching a car crash or a train wreck. You know you shouldn't look but you can't pull your eyes away. Because seriously, what was that.]

[sparkplasma.livejournal.com]

[Ivan's sitting on the windowsill in his room, alternately reading his journal and looking outside. It's a beautiful day, if cold and snowy, and he's debating going for a walk or something.]

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[Fortunately--or unfortunately--for Ivan, Parker isn't so suave when she removes the vent cover in Ivan's room. It clatters loudly to the floor.]

Damn!