The grounds, Friday late afternoon

[nadiathesaint]

After leaving the fashion show, Nadia had never quite made it back to the dorms. Instead, in a feline like fashion, she had flopped over in a sunny spot and stretched out on the grass.

She's using her messenger bag as a pillow and attempting to read Poe.

This is causing her a fair amount of confused laughter, and she's seriously considering seeing if she understands it any better if she holds it upside down.

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[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally stops on her way back from All and Sundries, a big box in her arms.

"Having fun?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Yes."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Good," Cally said, setting the box down carefully and plopping down next to Nadia. "Understanding it?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Nope." Nadia laughed slightly. "Though I think the sunlight might be a factor. It's had to get into all this dark stuff when it's such a nice day."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally shrugged. "I guess you're just naturally peppy, then," she said. "I kinda can get into that, no matter what, usually."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia shrugged. "It's making me laugh, though. So I guess it's good, right?"

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Erm, laugh?" Cally said. "Depends on what about it is making you laugh."

[nadiathesaint]

"Well, like, in this story," Nadia flipped the pages. "All these rich people laughing it up and dancing while the world ends around them. They're such idiots--it's funny."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Ohhh, Masque of the Red Death," Cally said. "Yeah, but... it's still kinda creepy, don't you think?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia shrugged.

It didn't hold a candle to some of the things that her brain seemed to come up with on an at times nightly basis.

"Not when you read it in the bright, happy sunlight."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"I guess not," Cally said. "Oh, oh, oh, didja read Berenice yet?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Um," Nadia flipped through the book a bit. "No."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"It's a good one," Cally said. "It freaks me out, every time."

[nadiathesaint]

"Okay, I'll save that one for night time, then."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Good," Cally said. "It's probably my favorite, actually."

[nadiathesaint]

"Cool. You really read a lot, don't you."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Possibly too much," Cally admitted. "But I'm trying to branch out in ways to spend my free time."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia shrugged. "I know people who would say there's no such thing as too much. I just never really had time to do a lot of reading."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I know what you mean," Cally said. "Though I guess I can add 'taking care of my pet' to the list of things to do." She patted the box she'd been hauling.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia sat up a bit. "You got a pet? Oooo, what kind?"

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"He's a lemming," Cally said. "A Caprica lemming, actually. I named him Poe."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia laughed. "Can I see him?"

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Sure," Cally said. "I gotta move him into his new home, though. The cardboard box with holes in it isn't exactly a stately living place."

[nadiathesaint]

"You could paint it gold? Then it'd be stately,"

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"I got him a glass cage thingy," Cally said. "It'll do much nicer."

[nadiathesaint]

". . . glass and gold? That's be very stately."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I suppose so," Cally said. "Definitely beats the box. But I should probably get going on that, actually. Poor guy needs to be fed."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia nodded. "If you don't feed pets, they tend to get really cranky. Or really emo. Or both."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Or dead," Cally said. "And that would be very, very bad." She stood up and hefted the box again.

[nadiathesaint]

"They usually get cranky first, but, yes, dead is bad."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally smiled at Nadia. "I'll catch you later, okay?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Sure. See ya."