Third Floor Common Room, Tuesday Evening

[thatsweirdright]

It really had only been weeks since Jason had found himself with things like friends and a purpose in life. So, yeah, he'd been pretty resentful of the fact that he was suddenly being shipped off to the other side of the country. Had been prepared to hate it here, in fact.

And what he was finding was... it really wasn't so bad. Actually, he was kind of enjoying himself. He was also enjoying the free pizza that had arrived in the common room shortly after he had wandered in and started flipping through channels. He'd tried to explain to the delivery guy that it wasn't his, but the guy had just shrugged and left all the pizza there. "This kinda thing happens a lot," was all he'd said. "Don't worry about it. It's in the budget."

So he had free pizza and a movie called Pirates: A Fight Dance Story. He wasn't really sure if there was a plot beyond the amazingly choreographed fight/dance numbers, but it was oddly entertaining in its own way.

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[got_hijacked]

"...free pizza?" Rhys had to confirm before bothering to enter the room. Look, he wasn't too proud to turn his nose of at free food.

Though apparently introductions could come second.

[thatsweirdright]

"Free pizza," Jason confirmed. "The delivery guy just left it here." He vaguely recognized Rhys from class earlier today, but the name escaped him.

[got_hijacked]

"They do that," Rhys said, helping himself to it. "You're new, right?"

Because Rhys was bad at socializing.

[thatsweirdright]

"Got it in one," Jason said. "We had a class together, today, but I don't remember your name, dude. Sorry. I'm Jason." Just in case other-dude was as bad about remembering names as he was.

[got_hijacked]

Rhys waved that off with one hand robotic, shoving pizza into his mouth with the other. Because he wasn't going to get grease in the joints, okay? That was a bitch to clean.

"Oh my god, it burned the roof of my mouth," he whined, not really pausing other than to swallow and say, "I'm Rhys. Were you also kidnapped to come here?"

[thatsweirdright]

"... Kidnapped?" Jason echoed, looking a little disturbed by the idea. "No. Court ordered, yes."

[somethingwithturquoise]

Hey, look, there was someone else that Summer...remotely knew existed.

"Rhys. No trampoline parties yet."

She sounded very disappointed. Forget that it had been, what, four days?

[got_hijacked]

"Well, we're indoors." HE COULDN'T MAKE TRAMPOLINES JUST APPEAR, OKAY?

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer narrowed her eyes for dramatic effect, drawing in a breath.

"That'll let you off the hook this time," she said. "But there's pizza, so I'm happy. And, if I'm remembering right, it's not a real party without glitter, anyway."

[got_hijacked]

"Maybe you could try throwing one," he replied. Yes, throw a party after less than a week there.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Which wasn't a bad idea. Summer was firmly of the belief that parties were a fast-track to popularity. She did have to contend a little bit with the fact that the last big party she had set into motion the gears that lead to her grandpa's incarceration, but if he was already in jail, what's the worst thing that could happen?

"You know," she said, slowly, thoughtfully, tapping her chin, "that's not a bad idea. You know, to celebrate surviving the first week. Where would you say is the best place to have it? Should I do flyers? Would flyers be weird? Maybe word of mouth would be better, but what would be the best way to get that started if I don't really know anyone? The spy squirrels, maybe?"

Look at what you did, Rhys. This is all on you.

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer was...bored. Exploring the island had been interesting and everything, but things were definitely not as party-filled so far as that Rhys guy has not really lead her to believe it would be. Sure, it had only been a few days, and her last months at home hadn't been much better, but when you lived with someone like Rick Sanchez, you got used to things being full tilt interesting almost all the time. And nothing much seemed to be happening on her floor, so she thought she'd explore the other floors of the dorms and see if anything more interesting was going on there.

And she found at least a person, so that was a start. She wandered in without even really looking up from her phone, heading toward the couch, and having a seat. "Hey, what's going on in here?" she asked, without really looking up until she took a breath. "Mmm, is that pizza?"

A glance up confirmed it was pizza. And that she recognized the person in the room. "Oh, hey, Jason, right?"

[thatsweirdright]

"It is and I am," Jason confirmed. "Feel free to have some."

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Awesome," said Summer, who could put away her phone for five seconds if it meant pizza. This also meant that her aversion to food for the amount she had at the picnic had officially subsided. "Thanks. I'm starving."

But she had enough manners to swallow the bite she took before asking, "How's your Fandom Experience so far, Fellow Newbie?"

[thatsweirdright]

"Not the worst," Jason had to admit. "I guess this isn't reform school after all."

If it was, it was a very strange one.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Right?" Summer's eyes lit up a little at that. "Nor is it brainwashing school. I mean, I guess it's still possible. They would want you like the place, so you'll be more likely to drink the Kool-Aid, but right now? I think I'm sitting pretty okay, although I have a major problem with the squirrels. Have you heard about the squirrels yet?"

[onefootoutthedoor]

Look, Peebee was just following the scent of pizza.

"Something smells . . ." She sniffed at the air a few more times as she walked in. "Pretty good, actually."

She looked at the stack of pizza, and then at her roommate. "How hungry were you? Also, what is that?"

They were still a few decades away from being able to get volus to deliver pizza on the Citadel, so guess who got to try a totally new food first?

[thatsweirdright]

"I mean," Jason said with a shrug. "I probably could eat all this pizza by myself. But I might regret it tomorrow. So feel free to continue your exploration of what this planet has to offer food-wise."

[onefootoutthedoor]

"Don't mind if I do," Peebee said cheerfully, and all but skipped over to the pile of pizzas. "Pizza, huh? Let's see here . . ."

She pulled up her omni-tool to run a quick diagnostic on the pizzas, because while she was curious she didn't particularly feel like eating something that would make her sick, unlike certain science officers she didn't know yet.

And then proceeded to help herself to a slice each from four different kinds of pizza, starting with one piled with at least five different kinds of meats.

"Okay," she said after the first couple of bites. "That's pretty good. But why did you get all of this? Not that I'm complaining."

[thatsweirdright]

"I didn't, actually?" Jason shrugged. "I mean, I came in here hoping someone had maybe left behind, like, some chips or something and then the delivery guy just showed up. Apparently that sort of thing happens a lot, 'cause he was all 'whatever, man' and left them. And I'm not about to turn down free food." He raised an eyebrow, because clearly, neither was Peebee.

[onefootoutthedoor]

"And that's not typical?" Peebee had to know, and tried a bite of the pizza covered in mushrooms. "I mean, I'd be surprised if it was, but also impressed."

[somethingwithturquoise]

Was it weird that seeing blue people and things like that made Summer feel more comfortable these days? Maybe. It helped her feel like she wasn't just crazy, like she wasn't completely a freak compared to the other humans from Earth. So she gave a little smile to the other girl and a wave, glad that everyone seemed to be able to bond over pizza.

[onefootoutthedoor]

Even people who'd never seen pizza before in their lives!

"Hi there," Peebee said, waving at her with the hand that wasn't holding a slice of cheesy goodness topped within an inch of its life. "So, food brings people together on this planet too, huh?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

"I think it's universal," Summer said. "Galactic? Multidimensional? Whichever term applies best. I'm Summer, by the way. I'm from Earth, but not this one, I don't think. Where are you from?"

And, yes, Summer realized in that moment that perhaps more clearly alien students might make it easier to pinpoint where the Galactic Federation prison might be. She doubted any of her fellow Earthlings would be helpful there, so she had to get in good with some more...otherworldly types.

[onefootoutthedoor]

"Hmmm . . ." Peebee took a bite of pizza and chewed as she thought it over. "Multidimensional might be the most accurate term. If there's an accurate one here. This place sort of defies accurate description so far."

She sounded like she kind of liked that about it.

"Well, I was raised to believe I was the heir to a massive corporate conglomerate on Illium, but the truth is, I was born to humble parentage on Hyetiana, and --"

She made an exaggerated show of falling asleep midsentence, then "awoke" again, abruptly.

"It's not even interesting when I make most of that up. You wouldn't happen to know where Citadel space is relative to this system, would you?"