Third Floor Common Room

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

Hamlet plops himself on the couch in the third floor common room because the sixth floor one still hasn't been cleaned up and most of the other ones are full. He has a copy of the Fandom High course calender laid out on the table next to some papers he picked up from Wittenberg over the New Years Vacation. He's busy trying to figure out which classes he can take this semester that will get transfer for credit at his old school, and it's not looking too hopeful so far.


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[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter smiles and shakes her hand firmly. "My pleasure." For a moment, he looks almost formal, before dropping into a big grin. "I'm Walter."

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"Nice to meet you, Walter," she says a little formally before smiling. "And here I thought that second was supposed to be the place to be. New student? What drove you to Fandom?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Not my choice." He gives her his full attention, but is already tapping one toe as though he has a bit too much energy. "My employer thought I could use some 'rounding out.'" He snorts. "More like wants me off his back for a while."

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"Well, welcome to Fandom. I'm sure someone has given you the 'avoid the squid, the caf, and Locker 327' spiel already. Or I should hope so."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Thank you. And actually, no, I haven't heard the spiel. I did hear someone mutter something about gremlins, though."

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

She smacked her forehead. "Gremlins. That's the one I forgot. I don't know much about them. I kept my ship nice and gremlin free. But apparently they bite and make you wish that video cameras had never been invented. The squid's gone now. The cafeteria food, while I have never had a problem with it, does have a tendency to make people burst into song or the like. And just avoid Locker 327. Even if it does start complimenting you or spitting out interesting reading material. It's just a trap."

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

*Hamlet winces a bit at the mention of gremlins and cafeteria food.*

Yes, at this school even the most controlled of students can find themselves breaking out into verse of Billy Joel songs, and building pillow forts to keep out the cooties.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"I don't think gremlins will be much of a problem." Locker 327 sounds as though it could be fun. "What's the trap with the locker?"

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

Interdimensional portal. You're never quite sure to where it leads -- or what may come out of it.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Sounds fun, but I want to go home someday. I'll pay attention to the warnings for now." He flips open the calendar and scans the class listings. "Since you two are being so helpful - and thanks - do you have any warnings about the teachers?"

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

*He shrugs.*

Not especially. Most of my professors disappeared over the course of the year, so I only ended up with two. Professors Chaucer and Dream are fine enough, if a bit unusual for a medieval writer and an immortal. The professors who caused the most hardship on their students have mostly moved on, but I hear the Professor The Tick's classes are not to be missed.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Professor The Tick? Right." Walter jots down the information for The Tick's class and jumps up from the couch as abruptly as he plopped himself down. "Again, my pleasure to meet both you and Ivanova. I'll see you both around."