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Fifth floor common room, Thursday around noon

Vacation was all well and good, but Nadia was starting to get bored. So she was out in the common room, listening to the CDs she'd gotten yesterday, with her laptop. One window on it had notes for the "Evil flying pink pony awareness party", the other had her somewhat neglected epic adventure story.

Yes, Elena and Marco were currently being attacked by evil, flying pink ponies. And a new friend, Tad, had appeared in the narrative. He was a very tall Filipino with a penchant for flirting with . . . well, just about anyone, but especially Jean, the skateboarding star from Quebec.

[ooc: another day, another bout of absolutely nothing going on at work. Open!!]

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Jude made a face. "I totally know what you mean, bra. If my leg wasn't busted I could at least board, but dude - sucks right now."

Nadia made a face. "Ooo, definitely. I should be glad that my shoulder's okay, now."

"Is it? That's awesome. I hate busting my arms and stuff, it's so much more annoying."

"I know! You keep forgetting about it and then you move wrong and, like, the world explodes."

Jude nodded emphatically. "Yeah. And you can't even like tie your shoes without asking for help. Which totally sucks if you're home alone and this one time ~~the mun's dad~~ I broke this wrist and separated this shoulder," indicating two different sides of his body, "so I couldn't even open doors or anything."

"Yeeeeee. Yeah, it takes a lot of improvisation."

"So yeah. It can always be worse." Jude nodded in a zen-like fashion. "But we gotta do something about the boredom. 'Cause if I wasn't already broken, I would have totally killed myself trying something stupid by now."

"Anders and I are planning a party, but we want to have it after the new kids show up."

Jude perked up a little. "Oh yeah, new kids are coming. Sweet."

"I wish they were heeeeeeeeeere already."

"Yeeeah. At least we'd have something to do." He chuckled. "Hey, remember you tryin' t' harsh me that first day and I said you should make trading cards or somethin'?"

Nadia frowned. "Trading cards? I mean, it's fun to break the brains of the new kids, but I don't remember trading cards."

Jude frowned a little, thinking. "Hmm. Maybe I was just thinkin' about it. That, or big signs everywhere. 'Cause . . . dude. This place is like one big hazard zone."

"Yeah it is. There are far too many weird things that people need to be aware of."

"But we wouldn't have it any other way," he said loyally.

"Well, I could do without the regular invasions. But it's better than them being completely irregular, I suppose."

Jude considered this carefully. "True."

"Anyway," Nadia said, then couldn't think of what else to say, so she just kind of shrugged.

"So . . . party! Can I help?"

Nadia looked at Jude very seriously.

"No," she said.

Jude played along and his entire face fell.

"Oh."

"I'm sure you'd only mess it up, after all."

"Harsh, bra."

Nadia grinned. "Please, for the love of god, tell me you know I'm kidding."

Jude grinned back. "Totally."

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