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fandomhighdorms2006-02-21 08:34 pm
Tuesday Night - 4th Floor Common Room
Blair had Hank's pot and a bag of potting soil on the floor of the common room and was playing in the dirt busy repotting the plant. Ever so often he glanced up at the tv to watch COPS and offer commentary on police states.

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Ooh, Blair. He would make her feel better.
"Evening, Blair!" she greeted him cheerfully.
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[I so typed 'come get dirty with me' and then thought better of it]
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[[*cracks up* Sentinel's on in an hour! You so got me hooked
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"Hank is still hiding in his pot. But I'm thinking he needs a changed of scenary. I got this pot with the truck on the side in town today." He held it up. "Do you think it's too much of a stereotype?"
[Really?! Where are you watching it? Do you like it?]
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[[Space, the Canadian Sci-Fi channel. I like it. I had actually first heard of it when reading some Jack/Daniel slash and Jack's mum wrote Sentinel slash for fun. Sam and Janet were on the same mailing list.]]
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[I'm SO jealous right now! I haven't seen the show in such a long time. But DVD's of the first season come out in April!]
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"Uplink? Is that like a message? It wasn't good?"
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She raised her unslinged hand to display the small electronic patch on the back of it. "Sorry. This is a link. Sort of a cellphone and computer combined. So uplinks are calls, only this one was prerecorded. And it was on an official military channel and ordering me home."
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He stared at her hand and then up at her face. "Home? You're leaving?"
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"And you can't go home for good." He pointed at the yogurt cup. "I'm keeping your plant here, so you'll have to come back."
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She pressed her seed into the soil with her thumb and began covering it with more soil. "I'll be back by the end of March Break or I'm resigning my commission and sneaking back here anyways."
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What a shock that she found him so easily."Blair. Hi! Just who I was looking for," she said when she spotted him.
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"So Thursday? Can you bring all your notes from class?"
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"You're going to learn self defense from Angel?" She asked with interest. "He's a good teacher. He showed me how to use my stake," she added with a grin.
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[what class is he helping her with?]
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[[OOC: She mentioned Western Civ and that's probably all she'll bring this time, but she'll end up asking for help with other classes too.]]
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