In the third floor common room

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

After the yearbook meeting lets out, Rory wanders out into the common room, Anna Karenina in hand.

She flops down on the couch, opening her book and absently channel-surfing. She stares sullenly at the wall, though, ignoring both her open book and the television.

[ooc: Because these posts are fun for me, and I'm bored as all hell and totally not procrastinating on working on a midterm paper. Nope.]

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[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

Hey, Rory. *Edward wanders in the room.* I'm looking for my missing book. Have you seen it anywhere?

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Edward. Nope, not that I know of," Rory replies, still flipping through channels absently. "What's it look like?"

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

About yay big *holds hands apart*, red binding, and likes to bite people.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory looks away from the wall at this. "Bite people? No, definitely haven't seen it...what kind of book is this?"

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

Edward shrugged. "Actually, I'm entirely sure. It kind of... came to life when I transmuted it, and I was keeping it in a cage when the other two chewed a hole in the cage. I got two of them back, still missing the last one."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory snorts and shakes her head ruefully.

"And people think the books I read are weird...so, what's new, Edward?"

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

"Nothing much, really. I'm kinda-avoiding Sakura, because I don't know what to say to her when I see her again and I'm such a moron about it, so I figured now would be a good time to search around for that last missing book."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Ah," Rory says in a somewhat melodramatic, world-weary voice. "Lady troubles. Why do we let silly, stupid things bother us when it comes to stuff like this? You should go talk to her, because whatever you did can't be that bad."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/]

(OOC- I knew the books were evil!)

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

*Parker comes back from working out*

"Hey."

*Looks at Rory's book*

"Depressing."

_{On what? Anna Karenina? She dies.}

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Hi. I know. Fits my mood," Rory replies, still flipping channels.

[ooc: Nah, it's on the post-impressionist movement in artwork, which is easy and something I actually enjoy when it's not actually homework.]

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Gotcha." Parker tilts her head, and watches Friends for a few minutes. "Does anyone *not* believe in evolution?"

*considers the background of some at FH*

"Okay, forget I asked that."

_{[ooc: Ahh. Post-impressionism. ... I got nothing. Cubism? Fauvism? something something?]}

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory shrugs. "I believe in evolution. But I also believe in the fact that a bunch of our students here haven't quite made the leap to homo-sapien yet."


[ooc: Eh, picked it because everyone love van Gogh, and it's easy. And ooh, colors.]

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Why doesn't this dorm get porn?" Parker wonders. Then she looks at Rory. "Not that I'd watch it with you."

"And no, homo-sapien is beyond the reach of some here. Notthatthere'sanythingwrongwiththat." Parker sighs. She is too tired to even want a cigarette.


_{[ooc: Ah. Fun guy. Colors, yes. Totally unappreciated, also yes. When's the paper due?]}

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Because if you want porn, all you have to do is go down to 212 and watch Marty and Angela look around. People screwing everywhere."

She arches a brow at Parker. "How's the ulcer?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Fair point. Not to mention Special Collections. And yay, he's kissing her neck, woo! And it's not like I can't wake up Michael and talk him into something. Probably."

Parker grimaces. "Raindrop is fine. For now, anyway." She grins. "I got Crichton to bet me money I couldn't quit smoking for a week."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory makes a face. "And I'm not going to go to Logan tonight, either. Mad at him. Gr."

"And you better win that bet, since you're supposed to quit permanently."

[actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com]

Archie, unable to get a hold of Crichton tonight, wanders up to the third floor out of boredom and peeks in.

"Oh. Hello."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Hi," Rory says, smiling wanly at the blond guy who looks like Lee. "How's it going?"

[actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com]

Archie shakes his head and slumps onto a couch. "Not terribly well. Today has been . . . confusing."

He peers at Rory for a moment, considering. "You're Rory Gilmore, yes? The new Student Relations officer? Congratulations."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"That would be me, and thank you," Rory says, smiling. "I'm afraid I don't know your name, though," she adds, holding out a hand.

[actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com]

"Well, I'm not Lee," he says with a weak smile, holding out his hand. "Archie Kennedy. Pleased to make your acquaintance."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Nice to meet you, Archie. You do look a bit like Lee," Rory says, shaking his hand. "Don't worry about it, though, since I apparently have a double, too," she adds, making a face.

[actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com]

"You as well?" he asks with a laugh, and really does smile this time. "I'm beginning to lose count."

"Anyway, Lee's hair can't hold a candle to mine."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, apparently there's some black and white girl who looks just like me," Rory says, rolling her eyes. "I have yet to see her, though."

"And you're right, you hair is much much shinier and curlier.