First Floor Lobby - Sunday Evening

[drywitmartini.livejournal.com]

Hawkeye was in his favorite place again. Well, favorite because he hadn't really bothered to look around much in town. After spending time in Korea, stuck in the same camp day after day, Hawkeye had learned that it was better to bide your time in a new place and explore it slowly, especially if you were going to be there for a while.

He was content with the lobby, his room and his office for now. Maybe he would venture out into the town next week and find a bar or the location of those delicious pastries he'd seen waft in and out of the lobby as people came and went.

But for now, the lobby was his domain. He sat with a crossword puzzle. Hopefully this time he wouldn't need to call in his friend all the way from a Naval ship just to get the answers.


[OOC: Open to all.]

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[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica arrived back on campus after her busy day at the spa and a quick stop by Weevil's to pick up an assignment she'd forgotten last night.

"Hi," she said cheerfully to the unfamiliar man in the lobby.

[replicarter.livejournal.com]

Eighth wanders in and is astonished to see the ridiculously handsome doctor sitting in the lobby. "Dr. Pierce!" she exclaims.

[drywitmartini.livejournal.com]

Hawkeye looked up from his crossword. "Evening! I don't think we've met. I'm Hawkeye Pierce."

After Veronica

[chasingangela]

After helping to paint and changing out of her paint-spattered clothes, Angela decides to go for a walk in the chilly-but-not-too-chilly night air.

As she passes through the lobby, she notices someone she doesn't know sitting there doing a crossword puzzle. "Hi, are you a new teacher?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel walked through the lobby and smiled at that unfamiliar face sitting there. "Hi!"

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"Veronica Mars," she said, holding out her hand. "You're the new Vice Principal, right?"

[drywitmartini.livejournal.com]

"Ahhh, the illusive Doctor Carter. Have you come to use your feminine wiles and disappear into the night again?"

[replicarter.livejournal.com]

She smiles softly. "I do apologize for my absense, good doctor. How have you been?"

Re: After Veronica

[drywitmartini.livejournal.com]

"Hi there," Hawkeye smiled. "No, no teaching from me. Somehow, I ended up as the Vice Principal. Don't ask me what I do, because I haven't quite figured that part out yet." He offered a hand. "Hawkeye Pierce."

[drywitmartini.livejournal.com]

"Well hello! Who might you be?"

[drywitmartini.livejournal.com]

"Indeed I am. You're one of the first, if not *the* first to not mistake me for a teacher. It's nice to meet you, Veronica. You're a senior, right?"

Re: After Veronica

[chasingangela]

Angela takes his hand a little skeptically. He seems friendly enough...

"Angela Chase. I'm a junior."

[drywitmartini.livejournal.com]

"I've been a range of conditions from sleepy to drunk to mind-blowingly sober to hungry and occasionally even bored. Not to mention everything in between. I'd ask how you are, but by the look of things, you're delightful as always."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Isabel Evans, a new sophomore. I don't think I've seen you around before," she said. "Are you a teacher or one of the administrators?"

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"I pay attention to the announcements," she says. "And, yes, I am a senior. How are you liking Fandom High so far?"

Re: After Veronica

[drywitmartini.livejournal.com]

"Ahh, one of the many creative little devils of the junior class." He grinned. "Nice to meet you, Angela. What kind of trouble are you getting up to this fine evening?"

[drywitmartini.livejournal.com]

"Ah, sophomore year. I remember mine well. I won't bore you with the details, though. I'm the new Vice Principal, although I'm not sure how that works because I don't think there was an old Vice Principal." He shrugged and grinned. "But here I am. If I recall correctly from the mountains of student profiles that my desk is buried under, you're one of the new students this semester. How are you finding the school? No really, it's enormous. I've gotten lost at least twice a week since I've been here."

[drywitmartini.livejournal.com]

"From what little I've seen, it's crazy, insane, bonzo and a multitude of other words that stand in for, quite simply, 'this place is NUTS'. I never thought I'd feel so at home anywhere but my hometown, but this place is coming close. Although I say that having missed the zombie attack I read about. What do you make of this unexpected gem of an island having been here for however long you've been here?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

She smiled as he rambled. "It's not what I was expecting. It's actually better. The people here are great and fortunately I haven't gotten lost yet."

[replicarter.livejournal.com]

"Flattery will get you everywhere, Dr. Pierce. Sorry to hear that you've been bored, however. One would think that this place would keep every thing rather... interesting, eh?" she says, still smiling.

Re: After Veronica

[chasingangela]

Angela grins at this. "I'm not -- I mean, I don't cause that much trouble."

"I'm not sure what I'm doing. I saw a poster about some party at a new business in town. I'll probably go if my friends do," she says, absently stroking her newly-dark hair.

"So what did you do before you started vice principalling here?"

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

A brief trip into town, several checks of the school property, a quick meal and Fraser's back at the dorms.

There's an unfamiliar face in the lobby so Fraser goes to greet him.

"Good evening, sir. How are you tonight?"

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"Well... I get to hang out with my best friend who was murdered two years ago, one of my other best friends is a witch and I got advice from the seventeen year old version of one of my favorite teachers this morning. So, while it's definitely different than my hometown? I wouldn't trade the experiences for anything."

[drywitmartini.livejournal.com]

Hawkeye shook his head. Some of the things in this place were unbelievable, but believing them wasn't a necessity for them to exist. "Even the zombies?"

[drywitmartini.livejournal.com]

"I haven't been out much. Paperwork to do, vodka to drink until I can find some decent gin - but I'm not complaining about the vodka - and," he waved his book at her. "Crossword puzzles to finish. I'll venture out into the town next week."