fandomhighdorms | Floor 2 common room

::slouching on the couch, looks up from her book at the mention of her name::

Oh gosh. ::bites her lower lip and looks concerned::

I should know your name. I recognise your face, and I have vague recollections of you being helpful, but... you must've helped me out this morning, right? ::continues to chew on her lip::

Forgive me for not remembering?

"Oh, it's no problem," River reassures her. "I'm River. I'm down in 217. We met last night, when there was the confusion about Lee's door?" She tilts her head and smiles at the other girl. "So... did you win the pool?"

::drops her book:: I totally forgot about about that. Tommorow, we'll have to tell Joan... she's really not going to trust me on it, so I'm gonna need you and Rogue to back me up on what we saw.

::things are starting to come back to her::

So, River. Right. And I guess you already know I'm Cally... and where I live. ::gets a sliiightly creepy vibe::

So... how come you're up?

River shrugs. "I usually don't sleep all that much anyways... kind of a remnant of old behavioral patterns. And Adama's either already out cold or sufficiently sober as to not deluge me with his thoughts." At Cally's confused reaction, she confides, "I'm psychic, after a fashion. And Lee's thoughts are..." She pauses, searching for the right word. "... often obstreperous (http://www.m-w.com/cgi-bin/dictionary?book=Dictionary&va=obstreperous&x=0&y=0)."

"Anyways," she continues with a shrug. "I'm caught up on my reading, I don't have any tremendous projects waiting for me, and I felt like stretching my legs."

Canting her head at an oblique angle, she considers Cally with some curiosity. "And you?"

::checks her watch::

I've not even been up ten hours yet. Thank the gods I don't have any classes on friday... and I had a lot to sleep off. ::slowly remembers about the party::

::blinks a couple times, and then realizes River just said she's psychic::

::Oh Frak, she thinks, that means she could be in my head right now!::

::tries desperately not to think of anything embarassing. Definitely not thinking about Rogue, or Cameron, or Sparky. Nope. Definitely not going to think about any of them. Not going to think of anything at all::

So... wanna play scrabble or something? I'm sure we can find something interesting lying around here...

::and most definitely do NOT think she is cute in a scary way!::

River raises her hands with a placating expression. "Don't worry, I'm not reading people around me all the time. Most people, like you and your roommate Joan, have fairly quiet thoughts." She makes a face. "Adama, on the other hand..."

She shakes her head in dismissal. "I'm not thinking about him tonight. Scrabble, you said? I'm up for a game or two."

::mentally sighs in relief::

::and now, despite knowing full well she is going to get trounced by the girl who drops words like obstreperous in casual conversation, Cally scrounges up a scrabble board::

It's been a while since I played, so don't kill me too badly, okay?

::grins, happily, now much less freaked out by River::

"That shouldn't be hard. I think I've played this maybe once in my life." River looks momentarily wistful as she mixes the lettered tiles. "They didn't have it where I grew up, and after I went away to school the first time..." Her eyes close in involuntary memory, and her lips set themselves in a grim line. "That wasn't the sort of thing they gave us much time for."

She breathes in deep, then lets the air seep from her in a tension-releasing sigh. "So. Ready to pick yours?"

[ooc: and at this late hour, -I'm- having trouble remembering the proper rules of scrabble. Thank the gods for google.]

::grabs a tile for first play::

W. Guess it's not my lucky day, huh? ::smiles, giggles a little due to the whiskey and rum finally getting to her::

::ponders what exact sort of small-talk one would make with someone who can read minds::

River stretches out a hand and picks up a tile at random. "Hmmmm... H. So where are you from, anyways?"

Guess you'll get to start. ::tosses the W back into the box, and waits for River to draw her tiles::

I'm from Caprica. You know, one of the... ::pauses and realizes that nope, most people here don't really know about the twelve colonies:: ...twelve colonies.

Erm... as far as I've figured out, Caprica's a lot like Vancouver. Only bigger.

River walks her fingers amongst the tiles and pulls out seven tiles, stacking them neatly on her wooden stand. "Oh, like Lee then?" She considers, then shuffles the tiles around to an order that better suits her. "I grew up on Osiris, in the Alliance. I've done a lot of travelling since then, though. It's weird, I guess, how many planets seem to have climates comparable to the kind of fractured ecologies here. Most of the places I've been to look like what they call the 'American Southwest'."

"So what are you planning to do this weekend?" River queries, at the same time contemplating what to do with this unruly mess of letters. "I keep hearing about dorm room mini-parties that are lots of fun, with plenty to drink and weird games. Something called poker, and something else called Truth or Dare?"

::fiddles with bag, and pulls out her tiles::

[ooc: I'll tell you in a sec... I'm doing too much math to figure out how simulate real scrabble better.]

::thinks about the one real party she's attended::

Yeah, getting drunk seem's to be number one on most people's agendas when it comes to parties around here. Poker's kinda like a simpler version of the card game back home, so I think I understand how it works alright. I keep wanting to declare Full Colors whenever I play it, though.

::looks at her tiles, A, U, O, A, E, J, R:: Huh.

::hopes River plays something to go off, because "JAR" doesn't seem like a rousing play choice::

Truth or Dare, though? ::smiles::

[ooc: and yes, I just compiled the list of all 100 scrabble tiles, and am rolling percentile dice to find my tiles, and am keeping track of what tiles are gone. Yay OCD.]

River ponders the tiles she's got for a moment, then ventures a less-than-impressive initial sally. B-E-D, something she doesn't plan to get to until much later. "Seven points?"

She pulls out three new tiles from the pile to replace the ones she's used, and considers telling Cally that most peoples' thoughts get louder when they're drunk. Naaaah. She looked spooked enough when I first told her.

River rolls her eyes at the tiles she got. "Yeah, Truth or Dare. I have no idea how it's played."

[ooc: N, O, V. And check your email -.-]

::writes down 12 for River even though she seems convinced the play was only 7 points::

Truth or Dare, yeah. It's kinda self-explanatory really. ::looks at her tiles, looks at the board, and tacks E-A-R under the B of bed::

Bear. 6 points for me.

Truth or Dare's just going around a circle, and each person says if they want to take Truth or Dare... and then someone else then tries to make your choice horrible by either making you tell the truth about something embarassing, or dare you to do something probably even more embarassing. ~~And after that time back home, I am NEVER playing Truth or Dare with Sparky~~.

::draws her tiles, I, T, H::

River peers over at the notebook and reads the numbers even though they're upside down. "12? Ohh, jeez... I must be more tired than I thought. And the first word down counts for double?"

She looks at the letters she's just chosen, then pulls three out and sets them in front of the E that Cally just laid down. "H-O-V spells 'hove (http://www.m-w.com/cgi-bin/dictionary?book=Dictionary&va=hove&x=0&y=0)'. Past tense of 'heave', for, um, ten points?"

"Sounds like it could be an enjoyable waste of time," River quips. "And if nothing else, a party game like that could help those of us on the second floor get to know each other better."

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