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Fifth floor common room, Tuesday afternoon

Nadia didn't have any classes on Tuesdays, so she was in the common room, sitting up with her laptop, the speakers turned up rather loud in an attempt to make sure she didn't unexpectedly fall asleep, as she tooled around the internet, looking for inspiration for something to do for Walter for Valentine's Day.

She paused every now and then to reflect that Valentine's Day had been a whole lot easier when she was single and didn't have to worry about weird traditions that she wasn't entirely familiar with.

[ooc: ooooopen. We're actually slow at work, today, despite there being three people out due to bad weather. . . .]

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"Amusing." He thumped one of his shoes on the coffee table to leave a few as-yet un-cleaned off pieces of mud behind. "If a bit messy. We did an obstacle course, which was supposed to teach us to trust each other."

"Oh yeah? Did it work?"

Walter shrugged. "It depends on what I'm supposed to be trusting them for. It takes more than rope and mud to build real trust."

Blood usually did it, though.

"Well, now you know you can trust . . . whoever it was . . . through an obstacle course of ropes and mud. That's a step in the right direction."

"I'd say that we need to revolt against Alianne, but Jamie already beat me to the idea."

Oh yes. Walter wondered if she was going to make him jump through hoops again: "There's a Valentine's Dance on Friday, which I only found out about yesterday, so I'm asking you almost as quickly as I found out. Will you go to the dance with me on Friday?"

[ooc: Today's slightly loopy RP brought to you by the letter V.]

Nadia was a bit too distracted trying to come up with a good gift for Walter to run him through hoops again. "Of course I will. Oh! Now I need a dress too."

Stupid holiday catching her by surprise. . . .

Better her than him, dress-wise. "Unless you want to wear a tux." He winked at her. "But I'm not wearing a dress no matter what, and I like you as a girl."

"Do they make girl-tuxes?"

"If they don't, I'm sure that one could be tailored for you."

Nadia smiled even as she wrinkled her nose. "You don't really want me to go to the dance in a tux, do you? Because I will, if you really want me to,"

"You're the one who seemed unhappy about having to get a dress," he reminded her. "You will be prettier in a dress than a tux."

"Getting a tux is just as much of a pain, though," Nadia pointed out. "And I think I would be, too."

A tux would totally fail to highlight some of his favorite things about dating a girl. Or this girl in particular.

"Let's be traditional, shall we? And we won't even have any difficulty about where to pick you up. So I suppose that's not quite as traditional."

"It's about as traditional as any one person can take," Nadia said decisively.

Walter remembered something Pippi had told him and eyed Nadia. "Didn't you and Pippi end up spending the night in Artie's porta-home last year after the Valentine's Dance?"

Nadia blinked. "Hooooowwwww do you know about that?"

"Hoooowwww do you think?"

". . . mysterious butlery ways? You don't know why we ended up in Artie's porta-home, do you?"

"Did it have something to do with a rum chinchilla?"

". . . that was totally Pippi's idea, I swear."

Walter snickered and shook his head at her. "I've heard the story. Shall I make sure we have rum of our own?"

". . . might be a good idea. Artie's not around to make sure we don't freeze to death in the park, after all."

"But this year I'll be with you," Walter reminded her. Last year... well, it had been educational. "And I won't let you freeze in the park."

"How about I won't let me freeze in the park, and you can come along for the ride?"

"Where's the heroism in that? You save me from freezing and I'll save you from freezing and we can each thank our hero in a proper fashion."

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