Third Floor CR, evening

[demonbelthazor]

Looking for something to distract himself from moping, Bel sprawled on the couch of the third floor common room, flipping through the channels of the TV. He settled on an episode of the History Channel's "Mega Diasters" series: West Coast Tsunami. Violence and destruction. Perfect.

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[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

She nodded. "The zombies, snowmonsters and wee tiny bunnies are bad speech? Yeah, heard it. Nice to meet you, Alphonse. How long have you been here?"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"That's just scratching the surface, but yes, pretty much all that. I've only been around since January, so I'm not really new but not really an oldbie, either."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Just scratching the surface?" Dawn sat up straight, curious. "What else happens?"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"Well, let's see..." Alphonse thought for a moment. "Laundry machines going on strike, dancing leemurs, a red crayon on the loose grading everyone, a skeleton running around looking for clothes, pirate rats constantly reciding pi. Stuff like that."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

A large smile broke across her face. "That's kinda awesome, you know? Do you like it here?"

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

"It makes for some interesting events around the school," Aphonse said. "I've enjoyed a lot of my time here. It's a great place once you get the hang of things. There's a lot of different people here and it's quite an experience finding out about new things."