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fandomhighdorms2006-01-23 08:28 pm
First Floor Lobby [Monday Evening]
Fraser's taken enough time to go back to his room, change out of his uniform and into jeans and a sweater before he ends up back in the first floor lobby of the dorms.
He's sitting on one of the benches in the lobby, reading a book from the library he'd acquired earlier and just keeping a general eye on things. Later, he'll venture outside, make sure the school was still secure.
[If you'd like to meet and/or talk to Fraser, the new security guy, now's your chance. Go for it.]
He's sitting on one of the benches in the lobby, reading a book from the library he'd acquired earlier and just keeping a general eye on things. Later, he'll venture outside, make sure the school was still secure.
[If you'd like to meet and/or talk to Fraser, the new security guy, now's your chance. Go for it.]

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and kind of oglesat the sight of an unfamiliar face. After all, the man has a hat with as much character as his own."Hello. Are you new around these parts?"
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And such a pretty replacement, at that."He smiles and offers his hand. "Archie Kennedy, Royal Navy and member of the sophomore class. And doing all right this evening, thank you. Yourself?"
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"I'm doing well this evening, thank you for asking," Fraser replies. "Royal Navy? Might I ask how you ended up in Virginia?"
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He tilts his head a bit. "And you? How did you come to be this far south?"
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"Hello there." she says pleasantly, "Are you lost?"
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"Hi," Quinn says, smiling happily. "I'm Quinn. You must be new."
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"Cookies, anyone?"
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A white horse with black spots burst from the stairs and skid across the tiles.
Two figures in large dark coats and hats, one short piratey looking one holding the reins, and one tall cowboy-y looking one with a long read scarf riding in back.
The horse adopted a sitting position and skidded across the tiles of the lobby. As it did so, the short rider waved to Fraser and called out,
"Good evening again Mr. Fraser! Don't worry, we'll be back in a jiff!"
As the horse continued to slide it curiously brought up one of its forelegs and caught the latch bar to the door. Causing it to swing open as the horse righted it self and galloped away.
The door slammed shut and suddenly it was quiet again.