Third Floor Common Room, Thursday After Classes

[chasingangela]

After her Sociology of Space Travel class, Angela came back to Room 304 to unwind. Idly, she began to pour the glitter she had bought from Turtle from one hand to the other, watching it glint in the late-afternoon sun.

A moment later, her eyes popped open wider. //Well, THIS won't do,// Marie Antoinette said, in Austrian-accented French, as she looked down at Angela's t-shirt and overalls.

It was uncivilized, getting dressed without a maid, but the princess was resourceful under pressure. She pulled on the most elaborate dress and highest heels she could find (last year's prom outfit), piled her hair on top of her head, and went in search of anyone who could get her back to Versailles.

She got as far as the Common Room before being distracted by a soap opera on the TV -- it was like an opera, only tiny and in English and with better music! Which was why, if you were so inclined, you could find the queen of France sprawled on the sofa, eating miniature Butterfingers by the handful while she waited for her toenails to dry.

[OOC: Open like a room that is common.]

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[chasingangela]

"It is the tradition," Marie Antoinette explained, though she had always found it confusing herself. "It is to, what is the word, honor the Virgin Mary."

She slurped the hot chocolate greedily and pointed at the screen, accepting that this strange device was called a television. "I think that one, is in love with that one, but he has a baby with the dark girl and does not know, so the love is doomed, you see."

"Are there frequently such stories on the television?"

[southernbender.livejournal.com]

"Who's the Virgin Mary?"

Katara listened to Marie Antoinette's explanation interestedly. "I don't know! I'm not from a place where there is television." The baby story quite possibly hit too close to home given the past week. "It sounds like it would be fun though. I hope that one-" she indicated the girl in love with the man with the baby with the other girl- "hurts him a lot when she finds out."

[chasingangela]

Marie Antoinette was shocked at the heresy, but she had heard, distantly, that there were such things in the world. "She is the mother of God," she explained, and let it drop. Religion was so boring.

She was more interested in the other thing Katara had said. "So you are also a foreigner, and there are people here from different countries? Is there to be a ball?"

"And yes. He should be hurt for the lies."

[southernbender.livejournal.com]

"Well, there was Prom last Saturday," Katara said. "Are you new here?"

[chasingangela]

"Prom?" Marie Antoinette repeated. "I ... think I am new. I do not know how I got here."

[southernbender.livejournal.com]

"It's a big dance that all the older students went too. It looked really beautiful." Katara looked sympathetic. "That happens to a lot of people. I didn't mean to come here either, but I was walking down the path and ended up here."

[chasingangela]

"Perhaps there will be another prom," Marie Antoinette said, looking hopeful. "I do love to dance."

She looked around. "So this is a school? I have never been to one."

[southernbender.livejournal.com]

"I hope so too!" Katara agreed, also looking hopeful. "Dancing's so much fun, but I don't think another one is coming up soon." She paused. "Unless we organised one maybe?"

[chasingangela]

"Aren't there servants to do that?" the queen asked, a look of distaste on her face. "Or ... are you a servant?"

[southernbender.livejournal.com]

Katara glared. "No...I'm from the Water Tribe."

[chasingangela]

"I am from Austria," Marie Antoinette said, not seeing what that had to do with it. "Where is the water tribe?"