Second Floor Common Room, Sunday Morning

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner bolted back upstairs after basketball practice and got ready for the World Cup final. As a result of his conversation with Nadia from Friday, he was dressed -- if one could call it that -- for the occasion in what was essentially an Italian-flag loincloth, and red, green, and white body paint.

Nobody was in the second floor common room, so he hijacked it for the cool TV and got comfortable (standing, because body paint) before the game started.

France vs. Italy. Plus, Julie Foudy at halftime. Last night might have been a fiasco, but today life was good.

Comments

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"Usually they're the one who actually takes out the gun when I say "kill the prisoners". Or if a lackey says, "He's just one man, what can one man do?", you get to shoot him."

[nadiathesaint]

"Oh." Nadia thought about this. "Are you going to give me a gun, or should I use a squirt gun?"

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"A squirt gun will do until I complete my takeover of the island."

[nadiathesaint]

"Ah. Okay then. Have you recruited anyone else?"

And she probably shouldn't mention that her country and her politics naturally lead her to the conclusion that she should start an underground group to counteract Ivanova's power. . . .

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"Not yet. I thought I'd start with my class and work out from there."

Ivanova would probably end up leading a workers' revolt against herself in the end.

[nadiathesaint]

"Good strategy."