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A girl, rail-thin with a wet mop of long blond hair and a plastic key card clutched in one hand, bursts loudly through the front door with a curse. She pauses, dripping water and blinking confusedly at her surroundings. She turns and pushes back out into the rain. After a few moments she reappears, shaking her head and muttering as she drips her way over to the staircase.

"This place just keeps getting weirder and weirder," she says to herself darkly as she stomps up each step.

[identity profile] oatmanspatient.livejournal.com 2005-09-22 08:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Marty walks by with his new pet in his arms

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He hears George and rolls his eyes.

"Tell me about it."

[identity profile] actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com 2005-09-22 08:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Archie is just heading toward the first floor bathroom for a shower when he sees the unfamiliar girl burst into the building. Without stopping to think, he goes after her and offers her the (clean) towel in his hands.

[identity profile] actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com 2005-09-22 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Archie returns the vigorous handshake, slightly surprised. "George" isn't a name he would normally expect to hear attributed to a female, but . . . well, his horizons are definitely expanding at this school.

"Archie Kennedy," he says with a smile and a brief bow. "Don't let me keep you, though -- you should get into some dry clothes and get warm as soon as you can. Believe me, I know how unpleasant it is to go about in sopping wet clothes."

He smiles again. "I'm sure I will see you around; a pleasure meeting you, George."