4th Floor Common Room; Saturday afternoon.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

The hours seemed to be dragging by with nearly painful slowness. Part of Sakurazaki wants to go explore the town a little more, but she is socially inept, and would much rather have company to show her around. Armed to the teeth with English textbooks, she takes what little she can remember of her conversation with Z-san from last night, and heads for the common room. She spreads them out all around her as she sits on the floor and begins translating one of her Edo romance novels for Isabel-san. How could she have forgotten that they were in Japanese? She had a lot of work to do. Nice, boring work. Hopefully, this would be like honey to flies.

[[OOC: open; computer has been stolen back]]

Comments

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim was wandering the building, seeing who he might run into. Perhaps people he knew, perhaps not. And indeed, here was someone he didn't know, who appeared rather busy. "Uh, hi, I'm not disturbing you am I?"

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

She looked up at the person at the door with a slight grin, and then regards the items scattered around her. "Does it look like I'm working on anything I wouldn't want to be distracted from?" She chuckles slightly. "Come on in. I don't think I've met you yet...I swear, I don't think it'll ever get to a point where there's no one new to meet. I'm Sakurazaki."

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

ack
"I'm told that's a common thing." Tim said. "My name's Tim." His name seemed boringly short compared to hers.

"What are you working on?"

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

"Translations. From Japanese to English."

She grins slightly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Three reasons. One, it's always important to practice. My English speaking is pretty good, but writing it is still quite difficult. Two, I promised to let Isabel-san borrow some books, but I forgot that they were in Japanese. Three, Z-san mentioned that you should always have something boring on hand if you're going to be in a common room and hope for people to show up. At least, I think that's what she said. I was so tired that I really can't remember."

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"I've a friend back home who's having the same problem." Tim said. "But his native language is Russian." he didn't recognize any of those names.

"I don't think I've met any of those people, but that sounds like good advice."

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

She frowns slightly. "I heard that Russian is very difficult..."

The frown quickly turns into a smile, though. Does she actually know more people than someone else? She'd have to mention that to Ojou-sama; she'd be proud. "They're very nice girls. I just met Z-san and a whole handful of people I can't quite remember well last night. Have you met many people so far?"

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"Quite a few actually. Even had an adventure already. which I'm told this place abounds with."

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

"An adventure? I think you should tell me more about that." She smiles up at him, setting her notebook to the side and cradling her hands in her lap. Sakurazaki looks expectant.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"Well I do love to tell stories the books I'm from are afterall, told in first person." tim said, settling down on the couch. "About a week ago, Pippi and Walter, don't know if you met them yet, were possesed by an evil Faerie, and a Vampire respectively. They kidnapped Nadia and Mr. Blackadder, they were rescued by Pip...."

he handwavily tells the story, dunno if you've heard all this before. if not, ping on IM perhaps

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

After the story is told, Sakurazaki is quiet for a moment. She nods. "I remember catching a faint whisper of that whole ordeal," she suddenly very grave. "I was wondering what actually happened. It does seem like everyone made it through okay, though...That's good."

Her frown is deep. Ever since it was mentioned to her in passing, she'd tried to forget about it. She can't quite get over the fact that something like that could happen and completely go under her radar. And, no, she didn't accept that being new gave her an excuse. The fact that Tim was here, telling her the story, showed just how poor that excuse was.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"So," tim said, realizing that his story had disturbed her, and thinking to possibly change the subject. "What brings you to Fandom?"

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

If he was aiming to find a happier topic, he certainly wasn't asking the right questions. Sakurazaki regards him thoughtfully for a moment, wondering how best to answer. She was tempted to lie; with these English books all around her, she could easily fabricate something. But what was the point?

Besides, thinking of how to construct her response inspired an ironic grin. "I was sent here because I need to learn how to be 'normal.' I think I might be in the wrong place."

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"Normal?" tim asked. "What's that? I was normal but now I'm the PR guy for the Fae. With occasional warrior duties apparently." He chuckled. "I was sent here because it's not normal."

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

She also laughs a little, a very slight, nervous, barely audible sort of thing. "I think the people who sent me here might have gotten their papers mixed up," she says. "Although, sometimes I think they knew what they were doing. I mean, being submerged into a class of students who are things like PR guys for the Fae might help make me feel normal despite my abnormalities, like Mahora never could."

[[OOC; apologies for the late reply; i totally crashed]]

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

His attempt to cheer the mood seemed to be failing. Quick, another topic. Uhm, where are you from? no. "How are you settling in?" asked finally. "Get your head messed with by the locals yet?"

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

"Everyone has been delightfully free of messing with my head, thankfully," she responds, slight smile, but then realizes that, technically speaking, that's probably a lie. Although she doesn't think the ones who are doing it do it intentionally. "Well, relatively speaking. Being here in general is kind of a head trip."

She is about to return the question back to him, but, recalling her story, realizes that she knows the answer to that one. So, due to lack of better things to do, she just tries to maintain a soft smile.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"That it is." tim said. "I was pretty blase when I got here, figured I'd seen it all. Then I heard about vicious attack washing machines and met a guy named Artie."

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

"Artie? I don't believe I met him..."

She decides she would have definately remembered someone names Artie.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"He's teaching one of the workshops." Tim said. "Applications of Dadaism."

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

"Ah! Are you taking that workshop, Tim-san? I considered it...it was so hard to choose only four! But others grabbed my attention and necissity more."

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"I am. I figured it would help me deal with weird things. Which ones did you sign up for?"

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

"I ended up with Karate, Archery, Documentaries, and...." She inserts a big, miserable sigh here, "...Arts and Crafts...." Her lip curls slightly.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"You don't like arts and crafts?" tim asked.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

"I'm only taking it because I have to," she says. "The idea doesn't really appeal to me, not when I could be taking Dadaism...."

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim understood. "yeah, there's some workshops I'd have loved to take. Maybe next term."

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

She smiles, nodding slightly. She's been through the whole "what are you taking?" drill so many times, it seems, that she quickly runs out of gas to fuel the topic.