Fifth Floor Common Room: Evening

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie sits on the couch flippiing between the ball game with Cleveland and Kansas City and Sports Night.

Somehow the game is a lot better when you have Dan and Casey snarking about it on the other channel.

[ooc: Open]

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[nadiathesaint]

"You missed the excitement. We had a stow-away in our room."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"We did?" Jamie said looking confused. "How could we have a stow-away if we aren't on a boat or moving object of some sort?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Magic? This guy named Angelo climbed in through the vent, messed with my guitar, then got chased out by the mountie. And then Parker showed up. He was a . . . friend of hers, or something."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Parker has friends?" Jamie asked. "Sounds pretty weird to me. Are you going to need a new guitar?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Well, he said she was mad at him. Which makes sense. And no, he didn't seem to hurt it. It was really weird. Bridge says he's an empath, and that he was picking up stuff about me from the guitar."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Bizzare," Jamie said shaking his head. "Just when I thought I'd have a normal day. Where did he come from?"

[nadiathesaint]

"No idea. And, yeah, I was kind of hoping to have a normal weekend. But this is Fandom, so I guess I was being silly."

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Having trouble sleeping again, Sakurazaki drifted upstairs in search of distracting activity.

She found it. In a manner of speaking. She leaned against the doorframe; it was her schtick.

"Hey."


[[ killing time; don't know how long i've got, just a head's up ]]

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Hey. How's it going?" Jamie said with wave.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

"Eh." Sakurazaki shrugged, giving Jamie the optimistic reply, and then drifted in to have a seat. "You?"

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Pretty good. Just thought I'd get caught up on the game," Jamie replied.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Sakurazaki glanced idly toward the television. "I see. The team you're rooting for doing well?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Hi."

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Sakurazaki lifted her chin a bit in acknowledgement. "How are you..." There was a pause; Sakurazaki's brain still automatically thought 'Shirtless Argentinian Chick' rather than her name, and she had to get past that first. "...Nadia?"

[nadiathesaint]

"I'm okay. You?" There was no way Nadia would pronounce Sakurazaki's name right, so she chose to skip trying.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

"Okay works for me, too," Sakurazaki nodded with a little sigh. She was, after all, trying not to be too depressed, and was being quite optimistic for her mood.

[nadiathesaint]

"How's the laptop doing?"

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

That inspired a small grin. "Very good. Was just using it earlier today for some research."

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Last night, I swear, Molly and Jamie got up to the fifth floor and were getting close to the common room when Molly heard a very familiar voice yelling at the TV. She stopped dead and just looked at Jamie.

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie looked at the other Jamie and then back at Molly.

Then back at Jamie and then back at Molly.

"Okay... let me explain..."

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly looked between the two Jamies before addressing the one standing next to her. "That had better be a duplicate sitting over there."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

The Jamie standing next to Molly looked over at the Jamie at the TV with a deer caught in the headlights expression on his face.

Jamie at the TV facepalmed. "Okay... Really it's not that big of a deal. See... there's this game on TV I wanted to see and so I thought the best thing to do was to make sure all parties were happy involved. Because really a duplicate? It's just me. Just another me. We're all me in my meeness with me. So that's all it is. Multiple me's."

Just then another Jamie walked into the CR, covered in dust and sweat and carrying a utility belt and a grappling hook.

"Whew! Man! Jumping over rooftops all evening was exhausting! Hey man! How was pizza planet? Did they have whack-a-mole?"

The original Jamie facepalmed. "And I also sent a dupe out to get some excercise. But still it's just me!"

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly stomped over and stood, hand on hips, in front of the Jamie on the couch. "If you're all just one Jamie, why are you sitting here on the couch? The explanation had better be good or I will fill this room with Jamies," she warned.

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"I.. um... That's a very good question. See everyone I produce is a version of me... so therefore when I absorb all the other me's I remember and experience everything that happened. So really you were just dating me," Jamie tried to explain, "By proxy. Still me just-"

Then he saw the look on Molly's face.

"I'm going to get hit, aren't I?"

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly crossed her arms over her chest. "Look, Jamie, I know you probably wanted to be on a date with someone else, but that is no reason to send a duplicate in your place."