Third Floor Common Room, Saturday Afternoon

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Dawn meant to be studying. She had a ton of work to do, after all, not the least of which was memorizing demon traps. So, her notebook was out, as were the handouts from Hunting, and she had a protractor, a ruler, and a pencil, and she had been practicing drawing the designs, right up to the point where she got hungry about ten minutes after she started working.

So now she was engaged in experimental food assembly--after doing some foraging, she grabbed an apple, a banana, some raisins and dried apricots, a couple of flour tortillas, a jar of crunchy peanut butter, and the container of marshmallow fluff. Kind of the Dawn take on burritos, but it probably wouldn't be fatal.


[ooc: Open, as common rooms are. Experimental cooking and/or non-lethal study group, anyone?]

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Dawn laughed and handed over the jar. "A man after my own heart. Ready for finals?"

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Chad took the jar and set to the task of dropping a generous portion onto his confection. "Yeah. For the most part. I try not to worry about stuff like that. How 'bout you?"

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"I'm going to let a demon loose and ruin great works of literature, but I should be okay otherwise?" Dawn looked doubtful about even that much.

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"That's gonna have to be a pretty industrious demon," Chad said, not without a little widening of his eyes and an almost critical look down at Dawn. He had a hope that she was just joking, but, around here, he tried not to take anything for granted.

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Dawn sighed, then explained, "Hunting is in the Danger Shop. We're supposed to find and trap a demon, using what we learned in class. No real demons. As for the literature, well, we're going into actual books with characters and stuff."

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Chad scratched his head a little, not sure if the explaination helped. "So the two, the loosed demon and the ruining of literature, aren't mutually exclusive?"

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"Huh?" It took Dawn a minute. "Oh, no, they're different classes. But if I screw up, it's not like flunking a math test, you know? This is actually useful stuff."

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Chad grunted a little thoughtfully. "Is it...weird that put the two together like that?"

He also considered what exams he was in the possibility of failing. History. Science. Religon. Music. All relatively in the realm of typical academic uselessness. Except music. Either way, he should pick better classes next time...

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She pushed some hair out of her eyes. "Weird in the sense that I was allowed to pick my own schedule, I guess? It's for Hunting and Literature. There's a couple other classes I've got, but these are the two that have me most worried. What about you?"

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"Uhhh, my stuff's boring," Chad said. "History, science, religon, music....Music's always fun, though. Science, too, 'cause it's not a usual science class. It has an exclaimation point."

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"I can see how that would make a difference," Dawn nodded, "and you like music class? I almost signed up, but there's singing, and, well...not really my thing. Do you like your classes?"

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"I never really liked singin' much either," Chad said, noticing his rumble particularly because the topic made him conscious of his voice, "but y'get used to it. An' I do like my classes. They're so much more interesting here than at my old school."

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"What was your old school like?" Dawn asked, taking a bite of her own burrito.

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"Mostly average, big city Japanese school. Apathetic teachers, except the crazy ones who were too concerned to a fault, super-competitive 'cause it was Japanese...Like it better here, though I kinda miss some of my friends."

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"Maybe they could visit? Or you could visit them over break?" Dawn suggested.

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Chad shook his head. "Nah, don't have enough money to go back to Japan. An', if I did, I'd actually use it to go back home to Mexico. Maybe next year, though."

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"One of my friends is in...I think Singapore right now," Dawn offered, trying to remember where Faith was, "and another one is in Rio. That's part of why we're not getting together for Christmas--especially since we just saw each other over Thanksgiving." She took a breath. "What about you? What are you doing for the holiday break?"

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"Stayin' here, I guess. Don't got no where else to go. What about you? You a little luckier in that area?"

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"Nope," she shook her head, "I'll be here, Berthold-sitting for Buffy and River."

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"Well, 'least we won't be alone, then..."

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"True!" She beamed at him. "We should do something."

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"Wellll," Chad said with a hinting sort of tone in his voice, "Pippi an' I were actually talking about having a Christmas Pool Party for all of us hang-arounds."

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"Oooh!" Dawn squealed and bounced happily. "That's a great idea! Need help?"

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"M'sure we could always use an extra hand," Chad nodded, grinning a bit for the squealing and happy bouncing. "Pippi's probably gonna do most of it, so maybe talk to her? I'll pro'lly just hang up decorations."

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"I'll do that," she promised.