Fifth floor common room, Wednesday evening

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia had set herself up in the kitchen with a large pot full of a watered-down mix of black ink, dye, and latex paint, and lots and lots of newspaper.

She was currently attempting to get the stuffed, winged pink pony into the pot.

"No, no, it's lots of fun, I promise!"

"It doesn't look very nice or happy or friendly," the pony would reply.

"Just get in the pot!"

"Why don't we play Candyland instead?" asked the pony.

It wasn't going well.

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Comments

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"I'm a cheerleader. That's considered a sport, isn't it?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"I never really thought of it as one, but . . ." Anders considered, then gave her an apologetic smile. "Okay, yeah, I guess it is. Congratulations on making the squad, then!"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She grinned. "Thanks! And I rollerblade too, but they turned into chocolate cream pies yesterday and unfortunately they never turned back."

Annette thought for a second. "If rollerblading is even a sport. I don't know. I play tennis!" She said hopefully.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Really? We don't have tennis in the Colonies," Anders said, interested. "So I don't really get the scoring, yet. I like watching it though. It seems like a really fun game, but I don't know if I have the time to get into a new sport when I'm supposed to be training for Pyramid. Sucks about the rollerblades . . . you gonna get new ones?"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"I haven't played since last summer and I don't know if they offer it here," she said with a little shrug. "Yeah, most likely I will buy a new pair. Have you ever tried it?"