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Fourth Floor Common Room; Tuesday Evening.

Setsuna had been in a rather...insanely good mood all day. Particularly insane for her, from her ~~super handwavey~~ morning training to her workshop that afternoon and her ~~super handwavey~~ after workshop afternoon training. And she was still sitting there with energy to spare. As for the source of this unbound energy that even a ridiculous amount of training hours couldn't drain (if anything, they almost seemed to have fueled her more)? Certainly nothing to do with a certain gaining of a boyfriend, an event that probably should have happened ages ago. Nope. Not at all. Just like that event had nothing to do with the fact that she was baking brownies right now. Not like brownies might have any sort of significance there, or that she was making them with Alphonse in mind for that specific reason, or anything. Nope. Not at all.

She was making a lot, though, with everyone else in mind, too, to disguise that she was making any sort of big deal out of this or anything.

And, yes, they are actually edible, thank you.

[[ open! with the warning that she's insanely hyper for a change, because...zomg finally! ]]

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After hanging in his room for a bit and catching up with Eve, Adam decided to check out the common room, see if anything was going on there.

"Hello!" Setsuna gave the boy a bright smile as he entered ~~and someone was finally immune to the lure of the Tex-Mex upstairs~~. "Do you like brownies? Help yourself; I've made a ton of them!"

In fact, while there were two plates cooling, she was slipping another pan into the oven.

"Hi." Adam smiled back, realizing he hadn't met this girl before. ~~Haha! Tex-Mex has nothing on brownies!!~~ "I do. Oh wow, thank you." He meant it, taking a brownie. "I'm Adam, one of the new students."

"I'm Setsuna," she introduced herself in response with a grin, setting the timer and then grabbing a treat for herself while she waited for that batch. "I've been here for quite a while. It's nice to meet you, Adam." She nodded her head before adding, "Your last name wouldn't happen to be Park, would it? I was just talking to someone the other day who mentioned she'd been training with an Adam Park..."

"It's very nice to meet you Setsuna." Adam grinned. "Actually, it just so happens it is." He nodded. "Oh, I'm assuming it was Charlie?"

Setsuna nodded. "That's the one! She mentioned it in our mercenary class. Pretty timely that you'd show up now, huh? Do you live on this floor? I'm over in 421, although I used to be in 412, but I moved recently." There might have been a small, bouncing, buzzing quality to this very rare psuedo-babbling on Setsuna's part.

Adam chuckled. "Yeah, I guess so. I do, yes. I'm in 405. Good to know we're floormates." He grinned, happy to have met another neighbor.

"Who's your roommate?" Setsuna asked, head tilting, ponytail spikes poking the air. "Do you have one? What classes are you taking this semester?"

She paused, and let out a small chuckle. "I don't usually ask so many questions, I'm sorry!"

"I do have one, Billy Kessler. Though I'm not quite sure where he's gotten off to. I haven't seen him for a fews days now." Adam admitted, concerned for his friend. "I'm in Building a Better Fighter, History in Action and the History of Witchcraft. How about you?"

Adam laughed, smiling brightly. "No need to apologize, really."

"Oh! You're Billy's roommate!" Good lord, she was just about practically squee-ing, which was almost unheard of, but Setsuna did catch the burst of excitement and tamed it with small, bashful laugh. "He's my roommate's boyfriend. Ami-chan mentioned that he had some family business to take care of, and it isn't exactly the first time he's just sort of gone off without warning, either."

"Oh, and I'm taking the mercenary class, the ninja class, and, uh..." Her eyes shifted a little at the last one, "Um, arts and crafts..."

"I am, yep." Adam nodded, chuckling. "Oh, I met Ami over the weekend. That's cool." He grinned. "Okay, good to know. I was afraid something might have happened to him."

Adam thought those workshops sounded pretty cool. "I've heard some interesting things about the mercenary workshop. How's the ninja and arts and crafts workshops?"

"It is an interesting class," Setsuna smiled. "I'm actually one of the TAs. The ninja one is a lot of fun; I've been doing that sort of training for a while, though, so some of it feels a little repeative for me, as Yondaime-sensei caters to different levels, and arts and crafts is a fun diversion."

"Oh! I've forgotten..." Her cheerful disposition drained a moment for a slight sneer, "Interdisciplinary Studies..."

"Oh, that's great! I bet that's a fun role to have in that class." Adam grinned. "I'm trained as a ninja too, though possibly not what people might think around here. I'm no assassin, that's for sure." He chuckled. "I've studied Shaolin Kung Fu since I was young."

Adam raised an eyebrow. "Not a fan favorite, I gather?"

"No, not at all," Setsuna's nose scrunched again, and she quickly bounced back to happier topics, because, yay, fighting schools! "I've been trained in the Shinmei Ryuu school since I was young, myself. It's a school that focuses mostly on special sword attacks, but martial arts are a very intrigal part of the training." She gave a very important nod.

"Wow. I'm mostly trained in hand-to-hand combat, but I have been trained in staff and sword fighting." Adam explained.

Because, clearly, she wasn't hyper and babbly enough as it was, Adam had to mention a sword. "Really? What kind of sword? I was trained with a nodachi, which is a Japanese longsword. They're fairly rare, because everyone and their brother tend to learn on katana."

"I have training using a niuweidao, basically a Chinese broadsword." Adam answered. "I'm not so sure on it's rarity, it was pretty common with civilians during the Qing dynasty."

He was intrigued. "I've never seen a nodachi before, if I'm remembering correctly."

Setsuna nodded. "Not a bad sword at all," she smiled. "I actually have Yuunagi...that's my sword...down in the salle, along with my katana...that's Daisuke...and my Western broadsword, Eleanor...down in the salle. If you're interested, I'm more than happy to let you have a look at her. She's a gorgeous piece of work; I've had her since I was ten, although I couldn't get much use out of her then; she was practically taller than I was! She still is pretty tall for my size, but I am short..."

"Wow, those are great swords." Adam admitted, with a smile. "Really? I'm definitely interested, thanks! She sounds like a great sword."

"Thank you," Setsuna's bowed a little bit in smiling gratitude for the compliment. "She truly is."

"You're welcome." Adam grinned, meaning it.

The smell of brownies was more than enough to lure Ed out of his room and up a flight of stairs. He was a bit surprised to see Setsuna baking because in his experiences girls that fought like her didn't so much bake, but he waved nonetheless. "Hey Setsuna, what's up?"

Yeah. And this was about the extent of her baking skills, anyway. And even this was rare. But not quite as rare as the beaming response Edward got as he came through the door.

"Edward! Hello! Have some brownies, please! There's so many of them!"

And his brother couldn't eat all of them, after all. While Setsuna didn't exactly mention that, either, her sudden blush was a good indication of the thoughts presence. And now she was definitely urging a plate more toward Edward.

Yes, the invitation was exactly what he was hoping for and his focus on choosing one did not quite keep him from noticing the sudden blush.

He took a bite of the one he took. "Mmm, these are good," he said. "Thank you. What's the occasion?"

"Oh! Um, uh!....No occasion!" Setsuna chuckled a little nervously; a question like that definitely didn't help with the blushing but, well...she supposed she could mention that she was making them for Alphonse, but then Edward might ask why, and then Setsuna would have to explain why, and, well...Alphonse could tell Edward the news if he wanted. But thinking about it being news to share with his brother made Setsuna smile like a total dork. "Just wanted to do some baking, that's all. You know, this is the recipe that Alphonse and I perfected last summer." She nodded. And the smile got dorkier.

Ed choked at the idea of Al baking. "...seriously?"

Setsuna couldn't help a small chuckle. "Seriously. He actually saved me from completely failing that baking class..."

The thoughts that went through Edward's mind were probably readily apparent on his face. Okay, girls baked, but it seemed like cooking was a bit like science and alchemy was a science so maybe it wasn't that girly except that it totally was. Really.

"Is that when he let you name the cat Cuddles?" Edward asked, taking another bite of the brownie and not sounding nearly concerned enough about the topic leap of subject.

And that made Setsuna's smile drop a little and her eyes widen just slightly. She gave Edward a very confused look; perhaps in all her excitement, she had misheard what he said. Sometimes she did still misunderstand English, after all. Her head tilted. "Um. Let me name the cat Cuddles?" she asked, blinking, trying to verify what she thought she heard.

"Yeah," he said, proving his denseness by not really noticing the confused look. "S'what he said."

Ohhh, Alphonse Elric was a dead man.

Already. Less than twenty-four hours and already in the doghouse. Had to be some kind of record.

"I did not name that cat! Alphonse has had that cat for longer than I've known him, and he was definitely already named when we met. Saying that I...that I....I would not name a cat that!"

Edward took an automatic step backwards, unconsciously looking for a wrench or spatula that might come flying at his head at any moment.

"Right, so, not your fault," he said, putting his hands up in what he meant to be placatingly. "I don't know why anyone would name a cat that, but right, not you, got it."

"I can't believe he passed that on me! Here I am, making him brownies, and he blames Cuddles on me!"

"Well, you know, he probably named it himself and doesn't want to -" and then the rest of her sentence caught up with him. "...you're making the brownines for Al?"

"That still doesn't give him the right to--" and then the rest of his response caught up with her. "...What? I...I didn't say that, did I?"

"You said you were making brownies for him," he said with a definite nod.

Oh, crap. She did say that. Setsuna winced, red completely covering her face. "Um, well...uh, yeah. I am..." Hum hum. "But they're not all for him! They're for other people, too. Alphonse can't eat all of these."

Ed eyed the pile of brownies and thought that he probably could eat all the brownies but then he noticed the blush and grinned. "Uh huh."

Yeah, if Setsuna was being honest with herself, she'd probably figure he could eat them all, too. For now, though, she was too busy letting out a small whimper. "I offered some to you, didn't I? And everyone else who came in? See? For everyone."

She paused, lifting her chin a little as if that would help with the blushing, although it didn't. "It's just most of them are for him."

Naomi had finally decided to venture out of her room. When she saw that there were people in the common room she decided to stay for a while, "hi," she said.

"Hello, Naomi!" Setsuna greeted her brightly with a smile. "It's been a while since I've seen you, how've you been? Oh, and have a brownie, won't you? I've made so many of them!"

"Hi Setsuna," Naomi smiled in response, "I've been alright," she said, "and I'll have a brownie thanks,"

Setsuna almost let out a happy 'yayyyy!' Almost. She wasn't quite that hyper. She just left it at a bright smile. "I hope you like it. It's a very well practiced recipe."

Naomi took one of the brownies. "It's good," she said after she finished eating it.

"Glad you like it," Setsuna beamed.

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