First Floor Lobby, Tuesday Late Morning/Early Afternoon

There are still six days left to go before classes start, and Anders has stationed himself in the first floor lobby with . . . a book. (He's quite shocked about it too, actually.) Yes, he's actually reading.

Granted, it's a book on baseball history that Cally gave him for Christmas. But the important thing here is that he's reading. Voluntarily. And not for class.

And he kind of wants people to see this. Just so they know he actually can read, and isn't afraid of books. Hence his presence in the first floor lobby instead of one of the common rooms.

Not that he'd be averse to a conversation if anyone were to stop by.

[OOC: It is deader than dead at work today. Entertain me. I beg you.]

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/___lily_evans_/ 2006-01-03 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Lily walked in the lobby and headed for the stairs but stopped when she saw... Anders. Yes, that's his name. She was intrigued to see someone who appeared to be studying over break, so she smiled and waved.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/___lily_evans_/ 2006-01-03 07:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Lily politely ignored his lack of grace and said, "Hullo," as she walked over to where Anders was sitting. "Not much... trying to enjoy every spare minute of free time before the new term starts." She looked down at the book he was holding and added, "I'm sorry - I didn't mean to disturb you. Good book, is it?"

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/___lily_evans_/ 2006-01-03 07:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, Lily," she confirmed, offering to shake his hand. "And you're Anders? I knew I recognized you from somewhere. Maths was actually a lot of fun last term, I thought."

She sat down in the chair next to his, looking at him curiously. "That's really cool that you're learning - Since I went away to my old school, where all they play is Quidditch, it's been several years since I've talked about normal sports - baseball and football, and of course football in Europe is different than football in America too, so... it's just a bit confusing all around for new people." Lily realized she was rambling and attempted to focus. "'Pyramid' is it, where you're from? What's that like?"

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/___lily_evans_/ 2006-01-03 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh wow," Lily said after he described his home. "That's incredible. I... yeah, wow." Again, focus. "Pyramid sounds really fun."

"Quidditch is... well," she looked uncomfortable, never sure of how people would react to learning about magic. "I'm a witch, you see, and quidditch is a sport played in the international wizarding community - seven players on each team - three Chasers, two Beaters, one Keeper and one Seeker, all flying on broomsticks. There are three hoops on each end of the long rectangular field, so there it's a bit like European Football, where one person from each team guards the hoops, and the object is to get the quaffle - the red ball - through the hoops to score points. The Chasers work on passing the quaffle to try and score, and all the while there are two balls called bludgers, which are charmed to fly around and try to get in the way - knock people off their broomsticks and the like, and the Beaters are there to try and keep the bludgers from doing so much damage to their teammates. And the seeker flies around looking for the fourth ball - a tiny gold one called a snitch. When the seeker catches the snitch the game is over and the highest-scoring team wins. It's a bit of fun to watch, and interesting to play, but sometimes people get really injured, which is just like any other sport, I suppose."

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/___lily_evans_/ 2006-01-03 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Lily smiled at Anders's interest in Quidditch. "I have a few books about Quidditch you could borrow, if you wanted - complete with moving pictures, which might give you some idea of what it's really like. When you're done reading about baseball perhaps," she offered.

Her expression changed to one of concern as she added, "I'm really sorry to hear about your friend. Is there a chance of recovery, at least?"

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[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2006-01-03 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Too restless to wait in their room for Phoebe to return to the dorms, Belthazor headed down to the first floor lobby area. He most certainly was not pacing anxiously. He most certainly was not obviously eager to have his girlfriend back. He did nod in greeting to Lily and Anders. "Hey," he said.
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[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2006-01-03 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I'm, uh...." Well, no sense hiding it. "I'm waiting for my girlfriend to get back to the dorms," Bel said with a sheepish grin.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/___lily_evans_/ 2006-01-03 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Lily smiled sympathetically and gestured to a nearby seat, if Belthazor wanted to sit. "That's great - she'll be here soon, I take it?"
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[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2006-01-03 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"She's supposed to be," Bel said, taking the offered seat. "I saw her on New Year's Eve and all, but...this is the first time we've really been apart for long." He laughed a little. "I must sound so pathetic."
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[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2006-01-03 08:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"The entire break," Bel confirmed with a nod. "She's been at her grandmother's, while I was stuck here. Somehow taking care of Dr. Grissom's bugs while he was away just didn't fill that void." He grinned.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/___lily_evans_/ 2006-01-03 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Lily laughed. "No, I can see how bugs aren't the same at all. I don't think you're pathetic at all. I moped around for an entire week before my boyfriend - well, you know Draco from JA, I think - told me he was planning to stay here for break!"

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[identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com 2006-01-04 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
On her way to meet Angela for the IKEA thing, Rory wandered through the lobby. She stopped, and tilted her head curiously at Anders.

"Hey, Anders. What are you reading?"

[identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com 2006-01-04 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Isle of Ikea," Rory replied. "And do you have a favorite team yet?"

[identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com 2006-01-04 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Sure," Rory agreed, pocketing the twenties. "How come you're not going?"

She arched a brow. "Angels, huh? They're good. I'm a Yankees fan. Mostly because of proximity - I grew up near New York."

[identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com 2006-01-04 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
Rory smiled. "Yeah, I can see it being complicated given how we've got fifty states and all. We ought to take a roadtrip at some point to New York or something. I know Professor Cregg took a group there. We could go see a Yankees game. And we could stay in Stars Hollow!" She bounced excitedly, eyes lighting up with the idea.