Second Floor Common Room - evening

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory lounged on a couch in the common room, watching The Sampsons and giggling intermittently.

Vladdie, on the other hand, was busy nosing a ball back and forth across the floor, concentrating diligently.

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Don't do that! Christ, it's worse than the porn!" Parker *did* gag this time. "What if it doesn't re-attach this time?"

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

Broots was doing his best not to burst out into hysterics. Really. This is his best. The screaming is just a method of relaxation.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

And it's getting on Parker's last nerve. She walked over and slapped him, quick and sharp, although not that hard. "BROOTS! STOP PANICKING!"

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

"Denmark. Definetly Denmark. What language do they speak there? Danish?" Broots whimpered. "I"m not panicking. This is normal. Because you see, girls pull their legs off every single day!"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Don't make me do that again, Broots." Parker's okay with the babbling. It's not like he makes sense with sub-processors and macros half the time anyway. "It's extreme. And disturbing. But it will stop. Eventually."

And if it doesn't, she'll just move off the island, thanks.

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

"Canada. They speak English their. And French. But mostly English. I actually know a couple French phrases." Babbling. Babbbling is good. Because when you babble? You don't really think.