fandomhighdorms | Fourth Floor Common Room//Tuesday Morning

As happy as Seras was that Pippi had been kind enough to buy her a cell phone as a pre-birthday/Christmas present, she'd be a lot happier if she could figure out why Edgar, her errant cellular, did half of the stuff he it did.

Things like waking her up at 5:30 in the morning by playing 'Rock the Casbar'. After she'd spent a late night at Caritas hanging out with Nadia.

Still, the early rising had given her a chance to ~~handwavily~~ run into town and pick up croissants and danishes for anyone who cared to join her. So, maybe Edgar knew what he was doing, after all.

Seras had them set up on the table along with some fresh fruit and was now curled up on the couch with a newspaper. This, however, she hadn't bought in town. She'd found it outside her room's door.

Before coming to Fandom, Seras had taken out a subscription to the London Times, and it seems that it had finally caught up with her. Reading 1993's news in 2006 might seem odd to some, but Seras had completely missed the ten or so years in between, and at the moment she was absorbed with news from home.

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Seras wasn't able to do much of anything except close her eyes to block out the sight of Maid Fetish!Pip.

She did manage to shake her head...

Without another word Jamie quickly assumed the position and began performing the heimlich maneuver.

Seras felt something interesting happen under her rib cage.

The stuck piece of pastry was dislodged and she began coughing, her face bright red.

"Jesus, are you alright?" Pip asked, genuinely concerned.

Seras was not able to speak at the moment, but she was making some rather inventive hand gestures.

"Would it help if I hid somewhere where you couldn't see the dress?"

Seras pointed to the table of pastries to indicate that Pip should stop being a prat and go help himself, already.

"Sorry," Pip said, helping himself. "Should've warned anyone who might be eating."

"...Tie a bell...around your neck..." Seras managed to rasp.

If it had been good enough for lepers, it was good enough for Maid Fetish!Pip.

"Found a way to use your item yet?" he asked conversationally.

"You okay now?" Jamie asked looking concerned.

Seras nodded and patted Jamie's arm in mute thanks.

Helluva way to make someone's acquaintance...

Jamie then handed a bottle of water to Seras. Granted it had nothing to do with choking but it seemed like something he should do.

Seras took the bottle with gratitude and had a long swallow.

"I've got First Aid with Dr. Reid this morning," she said, her voice raspy, "She'll be so proud when I tell her..."

Jamie grinned. "Does she still have badgers showing up for no good reason?"

Seras nodded.

"She keeps telling us it's a computer glitch, but I think the poor woman's got some sort of fixation..."

"I liked the badgers. Kept things interesting," Jamie replied. "But the woman can veer at a moment's notice. She spent the first class period kicking me."

Seras blinked.

"I...was it at least instructive?"

"Not really. She was just trying to make me duplicate," Jamie said matter-of-factly. "Sorry, you knew I was a mutant right? I can take any kind of kinetic energy and use it to create a duplicate of myself. Simply put? You hit me hard enough and you get several copies of me."

Seras blinked.

"It...um, it must be a real trip to play sports with you..."

"I constantly get penalties for having too many people on the field," Jamie said with a chuckle. "I'm not freaking you out am I?"

Seras shook her head.

"Not really. I mean, I've never met anyone who can do that before, but I'm not feeling the urge to slowly back out of the room or anything."

"Well that's good I guess. Where I'm from a lot of people can do what I can do. Well, not multiply but there's a lot of mutants and superpowered folk that are around. Is there anything like that where you're from?"

Seras shook her head.

"If you'd asked me three months ago, I'd have said no. Now, I'm not sure."

Vampires, after all, were supposed to have been just stories. Why couldn't people with mutant powers or super powers exist as well. Just look at Walter, really...

"Yeah. I can get how this place can break your brain sometimes," Jamie said sympathetically. "Or steal your voice or make you fight dragons made of jello and let's not get started on the pudding shall we?"

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