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The Dorm Stairwell, at Second Floor Level. Friday Evening

Not feeling up to the hectic life of a common room, and seeing as Anders was strangely absent (which was somewhat disappointing given the voice mail message she sent to him earlier, which he totally didn't actually receive), Cally decides to camp out in the stairway with her book and a couple cupcakes. One for her, one for the first new person she saw.

So, there she sits, with a book and baked goods, just waiting for someone to come by...

[ooc: Do I need to plaster "open for interaction, especially new folks" even more-so on this post?]

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Blair bounded into the stairwell after leaving Angel's room, muttering under his breath. "Stupid jet lag, going to miss the magic show"

He stopped at the sight of girl reading on the stairs. "Uh - sorry. Do you want me to...well...find another way down?" Blair shrugged.

"Oh, hey!" Cally slides off to the side to make room past. "I should be the one sorry, really. I just sorta camped out in hopes of meeting somebody new. Which, I guess I kinda succeeded at, actually." She scrambles a bit and holds up the cupcake that isn't already nibbled on. "Erm, cupcake?"

Blair grinned, the sight of a pretty smile and sugary products totally overruling the OMGmagicshow side of his brain. "Yes, thank you!" Blair stuck out his hand to introduced himself.

"I'm Blair, freshman, these aren't my clothes, but I'm not gay." Blair thought for a minute and spoke again. "I'm human."

"Okay." Cally nods, figuring that at least got all the important stuff squared away, so follows suit. "I'm Cally, sophomore, these are definitely my clothes, I have a boyfriend, and I'm human but not from Earth." She shrugs. "So, you in a rush to get off somewhere or something? You seemed in a bit of a hurry."

Blair plopped down on the stair by Cally and yanked his notebook from out of his backpack. "Not from earth? Really? Where are you from? Is it similar? Was there a culture shock when you came? Has the town here been changed by your culture?" Blair glanced up and grinned.

"Sorry, I get a little excited." He bounced on the stair. "I'm going to Caritas to meet Angel, but I'm not in a big hurry. I think I slept through the magic show."

"Oh, Angel? Cool." Cally closes her book and smiles. "I'm from Oasis, a little hamlet on Caprica. And that's hamlet like in the type of city, not Hamlet, the guy who lives on the sixth floor with Duo." She takes a small nibble from her cupcake. "Erm, it's really similar, actually. Except we have spaceships. That's really the big difference."

"Yeah, Angel's my Big Brother." Blair looked ruefully at the sweatpants with the rolled up cuffs and the baggy t-shirt. "Really BIG brother."

"Wow. Spaceships. That is..." Blair waved his cupcake hand widely. "That's huge, man! Do you know how to fly one?"

"Eek, no. Flying space ships isn't my thing. Repairing, maintaining, and occasionally building one? That's more what I do." Cally nods. "Angel is pretty..." She swallows, having a sudden flashback to seeing Angel and Beka in the common room, um, making with the nasty. "Big. Yeah."

"Building them? That's awesome. Is that what you're going to go to college for?" Blair bounced happily at the mention of college.

He looked wary at Cally's face and pause when talking about Angel. "Don't worry. He's really cool and he only eats pigs. Or drinks their blood. No people!"

"Oh, yeah, I'm cool with Angel. It's... long story that you really don't want to hear. As for college, well, I'm not sure if I can afford it. I'm probably going to have to sign up for the Colonial fleet, serve long enough to get the money for dental school, maybe." Cally shrugs happily. "How about you? Where are you from?"

"The colonial fleet? Is that like the military?" Blair sounded incredulous. "Do you want to fight warts?"

"I'm from...all over. Naomi, that's my mom, and I travel all over the world. She says that we are citizens of the world instead of just one country." Blair tilted his head; "Do you have hippys on Caprica?"

Anders wanders up from the gym after his workout, suddenly very much aware of the fact that it's Friday, which usually means Official Date Night. So he's very happy, if surprised, to find Cally camped out in the stairwell -- even more so to find her talking to one of the new students.

Anders has been painfully aware of the fact that he's been kind of lax in his greeting duties.

"Hey, dude," he says cheerfully, giving Blair a wave before settling himself on the step above Cally and putting his arms around her shoulders. "I'm Anders. Dunno if Cally mentioned me or anything, but hi."

He pauses and quirks his head slightly. "No, 's not my first name, but call me that, 'kay? I kinda hate my name. Anyway, nice to meetcha."

Blair grinned at Anders and bounced up to stick out his hand in greeting. "Hey Anders, I'm Blair. She didn't say your name...but I'm guessing your the boyfriend she mentioned."

Blair looked down at the empty cupcake wrapper in his hand. "Man, um. Cally, I didn't eat your boyfriend's cupcake did I?"

"Nope, that was definitely a new person cupcake. Besides, champ here can't eat too many cupcakes if he wants to be a sports superstar." Cally pokes Anders in the stomach.

"And, actually, I should tell you that Cally isn't my first name either. My first... well, I don't like my name either, let's just say. And yes, Anders here is my boyfriend."

Blair grinned and bounced happily. "You're a jock, Anders? I've read that about their role in school environments as instigators of bullying and pep rallys. Don't you miss cupcakes? How is dating someone from a different planet?"

Anders grins back. Blair is a very upbeat kind of guy, and he likes that. "Actually, it's kinda funny, 'cause I'm from Caprica too. But I'm from a city called Delphi. Though me and Cally never met back home. Just after we got here."

He scratches his nose before resting his chin on the top of Cally's head, and says, "Well, it's not like I had to give up cupcakes completely or anything. I get enough sugar. I just gotta eat mostly healthy. I get cupcakes, though. My buddy Bridge Carson is kinda hooked on 'em, so I like to keep him stocked up. And yeah, I guess you could say I'm a jock, but since we don't really have any sports teams here, there's no pep rallies either. And personally? I'd much rather goof around with people than beat up on 'em."

Blair grinned and bounced. "That's awesome man. It's like you guys were fated to be! Very cool."

"I don't think I've met Bridge. Is he from your planet too? I'm glad you don't beat people up, because I'm not sure where I fit in the social structure here yet...but-" Blair leaned closer "It's possible I might be a nerd."

"Really? Well shucks, I dunno. A nerd might be outta the social structure of an avid-reader mechanic girl. I'm not sure we'd fit into the same sort of-" At that point, she can no longer restrain her giggle and laughs out loud. "Okay, seriously. We don't really have that bad of social cliquing. Everybody knows everybody. Sure, there's folks like the Colorados, and then there's ChianaLanaMaia, but for the most part, everybody mingles with everybody."

Blair jots down briefly in his notebook before looking up and grinning.

"That's totally cool. I guess you two would be the wrong people to ask if that's normal for school, aren't you? Or did you have school on Caprica?"

"Oh yeah, we have school on Caprica. Actually, school in all the Colonies is a lot like schools here, just without the gremlins and stuff." Anders nods. "Sure, the sports are different, but it's the same a lot of ways."

He straightens up eagerly. "You should totally meet Bridge. He's from Earth, but he's from the future. Really energetic guy, always cheerful. I bet you'd like him. And his robot dog."

"I've never been to school before now, so I don't really have a comparison. But Fandom doesn't seem like anything I've ever read about." Blair bounced on the stair again, "Great! I've not met him and he sounds cool. I like cheerful people! And a robot dog? That's so cool. Is he like Sean or are robot dogs more...proper?"

"Well, given the dogs around here? There really isn't a standard. You've got RIC, who's robotic, and then Vladdie, Rory's vampire dog and... yeah. Things just sort of 'are' here, really. No use trying to set a norm, cause you never know what you might run into next to smash down every possible barrier of impossibilites and stuff." Cally prods Anders in the shoulder. "Hey, weren't we supposed to have date night or something tonight?"

"Frak!" Anders facepalms. "Yeah, it's totally Date Night, coach. I got carried away in the gym again. Really sorry."

After saying goodbye to Blair (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/362711.html?thread=14810583#t14810583), Cally gets on her feet and tugs a little at Anders' shirt. "So, you can make it up to me by cutting straight to the part you promised me earlier this week."

"Oooh, good idea." Anders grins, bounces back up onto his feet, and leads Cally back to room 201.

Blair glanced down at his watch and winced. He was way late for the magic.

He bounced up and waved. "It's been great meeting you Cally, thanks for the new person cupcake! And you too Anders. I'm glad you don't beat people up. Although I think you should eat more cupcakes. I need to go find Caritas and see how the magic show went!"

Cally waves to Blair. "Hey, great meeting you too. Room 201, if you ever want to stop by! Enjoy Caritas!"

Blair bounded down the stairs and hollered "Thanks! 409" back up behind him before he was out of sight.

[ooc: oh good heavens...make that wars not warts. ::facepalm:: ]

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