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[4th Floor Common Room: Monday afternoon]
Claire did nothing all week, and this was OK by her. She wandered town, she hung out in her room. And quite amazingly, not once did she break a leg or another bone almost die or actually die or have to be rescued or anything.
She could get used to this.
She wasn't so sure she could get used to the smell of smoke that was beginning to permeate her room. So while her roommate was in class, she opened the windows as far as they would go, switched on a fan to get the air circulating, and decamped to the common room, where she was now curled up on the couch, channel surfing for sitcoms and painting her fingernails.
She could get used to this.
She wasn't so sure she could get used to the smell of smoke that was beginning to permeate her room. So while her roommate was in class, she opened the windows as far as they would go, switched on a fan to get the air circulating, and decamped to the common room, where she was now curled up on the couch, channel surfing for sitcoms and painting her fingernails.

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Of course then everything went to hell one fateful evening, but Mel wasn't going to lay that on the newbie.
"So where are you from originally?" Mel asked deftly changing the topic.
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"Not in Texas though, huh? Which is the nearest ocean?"
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"Only island city I can think of on the East Coast is New York," she offered.
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"People are weird," she offered. "You're from the future, huh? How far ahead?"
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It's a bad habit she's picked up since coming to this century.
"So as soon as I figure out how that's supposed to work I'm stuck here until I can find a way home."
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"Destiny? At High School?"
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Save the cheerleader?Claire shrugged, shaking her head in sympathetic confusion. "Don't ask me."
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Peter beat me to it! *shakes fist*"Eh. I'll figure it out eventually," Mel shrugged. "In the meantime I get to take classes on how to be awesome and blowing stuff up. You can't beat that."
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There'll be plenty of other times."True," Claire agreed. "There are worse classes than the workshops here."
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