fandomhighdorms | 3rd Floor Common Room, Tuesday Late Morning/Early Afternoon

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3rd Floor Common Room, Tuesday Late Morning/Early Afternoon

Matilda had woken up a bit late craving pancakes. She had brought along a fairly large box of pancake mix because her mother knew it was her very favorite food. She even had a gigantic bottle of syrup to go along with it. She decided to make some before class. (Un)fortunately she got a bit carried away and made way more than she could eat. She waited around and left the griddle on in case she could find a few people to eat her leftovers.

((ooc: Free until about 1:30 eastern time, gone for class for an hour then back again for the rest of the night))

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"New kid with food." Alanna greeted as she came in with Faithful on her shoulder.

"Help yourself!" She points the the syrup and a plate mounded with pancakes. "What a tame cat you have! How do you get it to stay on your shoulder like that?"

"I have sharp claws." Faithful said sleepily. "Is there any milk?" Alanna rolled her eyes. "He's rude and obnoxious." She began putting food on a plate. "I'm Alanna, by the way. The small furry one is Faithful."

"My goodness! A talking cat! I could check if there's any milk in the fride for you Faithful." She smiles at the kitty. Aww so cute.

Faithful purred and jumped off of Alanna's shoulder to trot after Matilda. "Meow?" The girl rolled her eyes. "Spoiled little brat. Who are you, by the way? You look really young."

She opens the fridge and thankfully finds some, which she pours into a dish and sets on the floor. "Hope it's not too cold for you." She looks up at Alanna, "Oh! I forgot to say that my name is Matilda. I just turned 13 years old."

((she's... 4'11...? somewhere in there probably.))

"Thank you." Faithful began lapping at the milk. Alanna chocked on her pancake. "You're thirteen and already my height? The world is not fair! I'm 18." Alanna pouted from her grand height of five feet.

Matilda couldn't help the smirk that crept onto her face. But she attempts to comfort Alanna, "Hey being short has pleanty of good points!"

"Oh yeah, plenty." Alanna rolled her eyes. "Especially if you're training to be a knight."

"Haha. Maybe not. But think that all the other knights might not be able to duck as well as you can. And when you're here you can always use being short because it makes everyone think you're cute!" She makes a pouty face to prove her point.

Alanna blinked. "Okay, I probably should have pointed out that I'm disguised as a boy back home, so being cute? Not so good. Though I am faster than most people."

"See? Being short isn't a tragedy." She smiles. "So you're training to be a knight...? Where are you from?"

"Originally Trebond, moved to Chorus to train. Both are in Tortall. Pretty much can be summarized as 'not from around here'. It's 437 for me. You?"

"Nevada. I've got a pretty boring place of origin." She chukles.

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"Alanna, Faithful." Chad had a nod of greeting for the both of them, but, most importantly, a hello scritch behind Faithful's ears, if it were allowed, and a rather unwelcomed and generally ignored (albeit amusing) thought to do the same to Alanna.

"Person." Alanna replied. "I know you have a name. Remind me again?" Faithful purred.

"I have a few," he responded, still scritching, "but most people go with Chad."

"Chad. How are you liking Fandom so far?"

"It's great here."

Yup, he'd recently upgraded from 'nice' to 'great.'

"I've only had one class so far, but I've enjoyed it."

"That's cool. Which class was it?"

"History of the World in a Nutshell. I scored 72% on the caveman scale."

The thought still amused him greatly, though he stated it as just a fact. He wondered if anyone else would be as tickled by it as he was.

Alanna smiled. "You have some evolving left to do."

Chad grunted something that could have been a laugh. "I was actually thinking it was higher than one might expect."

Alanna made a surprised noise.

Underneath all that hair, Chad quirked an eyebrow at the noise, not quite sure what it meant. His chin lifted slightly, questioningly.

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