http://stocksgrrl.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] stocksgrrl.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-01-03 06:33 pm
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Second Floor Common Room; Early Wednesday Evening.

Turtle felt as though her day had been very successful. She'd scoped out the town, gotten herself a job (starting tomorrow! How exciting!), and had picked up a total of two dollars and seventy two cents in change as she walked around the island. A very good day, indeed, especially since, she could tell from her handwavily grabbed copy of the Wall Street Journal that SEA hadn't continued to drop, and the one she was scoping had raised, but not enough that it wouldn't be enough for her SEA to fail to cover it in a few days. Looking pretty good!

Grabbing a bowl of cereal for her dinner, Turtle plopped out the couch, tucked her Journal beside her, and turned on the television. Now that she didn't have her mother restricting her TV time, she definately wanted to see what kind of channels they got here at the school.


[[ common room. open. duh. =D ]]
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[identity profile] fat-halpert.livejournal.com 2007-01-04 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Heated or cold?" Jim asked. "Not that it matters, I just like to know what I'm getting myself into. Hi, I'm Jim."

[identity profile] justmisplaced.livejournal.com 2007-01-04 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Choice is yours, man," Shawn said grabbing the box from the floor. "You'll have to do your own toasting, though."

[identity profile] fat-halpert.livejournal.com 2007-01-04 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Cold is fine, then. Thanks," Jim said. "I just got here. I'd scare myself if I knew where the toaster was before I knew where the bathroom was."

[identity profile] justmisplaced.livejournal.com 2007-01-04 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Just means you've got your priorities the right way round," Shawn said with a shrug, holding out the box. "And I'm Shawn, by the way."

[identity profile] fat-halpert.livejournal.com 2007-01-04 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
Jim took a Pop Tart and started to unwrap it. "Nice to meet you. Are you new, too, or are you a pre-existing student?"

[identity profile] justmisplaced.livejournal.com 2007-01-04 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Been here since, about May," Shawn replied settling back into the sofa. "You magical or an alien or anything?" he asked. He'd found it was better to be seriously blunt.

[identity profile] fat-halpert.livejournal.com 2007-01-04 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm magical," Jim said. "I can pull coins out of people's ears, but only if they're not really paying attention. It's a very limited magic. Why do you ask?"

Jim had no idea about magic and such.

[identity profile] justmisplaced.livejournal.com 2007-01-04 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
Shawn chuckled, oh this was someone who really didn't know. "You'll see," he said mysteriously. "Place like this, it doesn't take long for you to work out the way things are." He shoved a piece of poptart in his mouth once he was done.

[identity profile] fat-halpert.livejournal.com 2007-01-04 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
Jim made a strange face at this. "How are things here?" he asked, tearing off a piece of his poptart.

[identity profile] justmisplaced.livejournal.com 2007-01-04 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Magical, mostly," Shawn said grinning at Jim. "This is going to be an interesting few months for you, I can guarantee it," he added cheerfully.

[identity profile] fat-halpert.livejournal.com 2007-01-04 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll keep that in mind," Jim said. "Thanks."

[OOC: Night!]
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