Fifth floor Common Room-Afternoon

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip wanders into the common room, contruction paper, scissors, and various markers in hand. He sits down, lights a cigarette from the pack that Walter gave him, and proceeds to make campaign posters. Every once in a while, he taps his cigarette off in an ash tray.

[[OOC: Welcome to anyone who wants to interact with Pip, or just wants to use the common room for whatever personal reasons they may have. Like, I dunno, watching TV or playing board games or making fun of Pip's artistic abillities (highly encouraged)]]

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[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip nods. "Any other sort of general advice? Like... stuff you wish someone had told you when you came here?"

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"Don't eat in the cafeteria, the food made one of my friends sing ABBA songs all day. Be careful of gremlins. They're nasty little buggers who live in the dorm and if they bite you, you'll do weird things." She stops to think. "Those are the biggest ones, but I'm sure others will come to me. You have my number right? If you have any questions, you can always call me."