Second Floor Common Room, Thursday Evening

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner was taking his computer homework seriously, so when he noticed that the second floor common room was empty he lost no time heading in and taking over a couch. What better way to "spread the geeky love" in a hurry? It was the working theory, anyway.

He had his laptop open and the USB mini-aquarium plugged in, bubbling and glowing away. ESPNews was on the TV, but he wasn't paying much attention, because it was recapping golf at the moment. Yawn.

There was supposed to be a soccer game on later tonight, though, so that was a bonus. It was only MLS, but that was going to have to do. The World Cup wouldn't start until the next day.

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[enginegirl.livejournal.com]

Kaylee wandered into the second floor common room. Backwards. It was the only thing she could think of for her Dadaism assignment, which she waited until the last minute to do. Walking down the stairs backwards was interesting.

She waved backwards. Sort of. "Hello."

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner looked up from the World Cup website he'd been browsing on his laptop, and sort of waved backwards right back. "Hi. Is today backwards day or something?"

[enginegirl.livejournal.com]

"Just thought bein' backwards would be fun," Kaylee said. "Tried talkin' that way, too, but then my head hurt."

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"It looks like fun," Conner replied gamely. "Talking backwards is too hard though."

[enginegirl.livejournal.com]

"It is fun, especially walking down the steps. That was real challengin,'" Kaylee explained.

[stykera]

Stark had had the same idea imagine that! and, having spent part of the day being backwards alone, was now being backwards with people. Or trying to.

Since he was being backwards it was entirely not his fault if he happened to back right into Kaylee. Oops?

[enginegirl.livejournal.com]

"Hi Stark!" Kaylee said cheerfully when she turned around to see who ran into her. "Maybe today really is backwards day?"

[stykera]

"Are you backwards too?" Stark asked, after a pause to consider and dismiss the idea of speaking backwards. "Sorry. Didn't mean to walk into you."

[enginegirl.livejournal.com]

"That's quite alright," Kaylee said. "And if this isn't backwards day, it really should be."

[demonbelthazor]

Bored, Bel wandered to the second floor looking for trouble. Or, you know, just something to do.

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Bel," Conner said, waving at him. "Anything going on tonight?"

[demonbelthazor]

"Not that I've seen," Bel said. "It's been pretty quiet so far. What are you up to?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Homework," said Conner, pointing at the mini-aquarium. "And hoping I can stay awake long enough to catch the soccer game at 10. That's about it."

[untouchableskin.livejournal.com]

Marie had waited until the last minute to do her assignment for Dadaism. Mostly because she wasn't really sure how to be Dada for an entire day.

But seeing how it was the night before the next workshop, she figured she better do something, so she went looking for people.

"Good morning!" she greeted everyone in the common room, despite the fact that it was nice. Okay, so it wasn't much, but it was a start.

[demonbelthazor]

"It's night," Bel pointed out helpfully.

[untouchableskin.livejournal.com]

"What's night?" Marie asked, still striving to be Dada.

[demonbelthazor]

"Great, you've got the crazies, too?" Bel said.

[stykera]

"Is it?" Stark asked, just to be difficult.

[demonbelthazor]

"Yeah, the lack of sun is usually the first clue," Bel said, jerking his thumb toward the window.

[enginegirl.livejournal.com]

"Hi Marie!" Kaylee said, waving backwards at her.

[untouchableskin.livejournal.com]

"Bye, Kaylee!" Marie replied. She assumed that the backwards waving meant Kaylee had also waited until the last minute for the assignment.

[enginegirl.livejournal.com]

"How are you this morning?" Kaylee asked. She figured Marie was working on her assignment, too.

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner glanced up at Marie, and then at the clock on his laptop screen. "No way! I haven't been here that long!"

[untouchableskin.livejournal.com]

"But where is here?" Marie asked.

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"The couch?" Conner said. "No, wait, too specific. A common room on a floor I don't live on."