First Floor Lobby, Tuesday Late Morning/Early Afternoon

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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.]

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Anders took Lily's hand and gave it an enthusiastic shake. "Yeah, that's me. And it really was a fun class. I even got an A, which is, like, amazing to me. I never do that well with numbers, usually."

"Pyramid is . . ." He thought for a second, making odd gestures with his free hand. "A little bit of American football and a little bit of basketball, only with a triangular court and one goal. Get the ball into the basket, keep the other team from scoring, tackle them if you have to. Pretty simple, really, but when you've got full teams going it gets kind of crazy on the court. I'm from Delphi on a planet called Caprica, part of the Colonies of Kobol. It's pretty far away from here. Don't ask me how to get there from here, either," he added with a self-conscious laugh.

"What's Quidditch? I've never heard of that sport." Anders got that overly-enthusiastic sports-maniac glint in his eyes.

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"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."

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Anders's expression grew more and more fascinated as Lily explained the sport. "Whoa," he said finally. "That sounds way cool, and way more complicated than Pyramid. Not that less complicated is bad, really, but that just sounds like a lot of fun. Wish I could see a game of that."

His eyes glazed over for a moment as he tried to imagine Pyramid on flying broomsticks -- yeah, you'd definitely need a much bigger court for that, but wow, that could be cool. "Sounds really high-speed, too, so yeah, injury's always a possibility. Pyramid's pretty rough that way too, with the tackling and everything . . . the friend I was training with blew out her knee during practice a few weeks ago, and now she might never get to play again." He bit his lip, looking vaguely troubled at that last part.

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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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"Moving pictures?" By this point it probably wasn't possible at all for Anders to look any more intrigued and eager than he already did. "That would be awesome. I'd really like that. Maybe when I finish this one." He grinned crookedly. "I got so many baseball books by now, it's gonna take me forever if I read through 'em all one after the other."

"And as for Kara . . ." His enthusiasm dimmed noticeably. "Well, she's walking at least. Which is really good, all things considering. Physically? She's recovering really damn fast. Far as the rest of it goes, though, well." He raised a finger and tapped his temple. "She's gonna have to sort that out up here, if you know what I mean."

[OOC: No worries. I know the feeling.]

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"Great - you can just stop by my room - 507 - whenever you're ready for them."

Lily offered a sympathetic smile about the whole Kara thing. "It's always tough when things don't go as planned," she said softly. "But if her body is strong enough to recover so quickly, there must be a strong mind and spirit behind it. I'll keep her in my thoughts. How's your training going? And... training for what?"

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"Thanks. I'll swing by for the books sometime. Don't think I've ever been up on your floor, come to think of it." Anders grinned back, a bit weakly, but sincerely. "Training? For Pyramid, actually. The pro leagues back home, they sent scouts out to check out me and Kara. She got hurt the day before the tryout, which is probably part of what frakked her up so bad about it. I still feel kinda bad, 'cause I got in, and I know she would've too."