Fifth Floor Common Room, Saturday Evening

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Holiday shopping was an activity John had been putting off. So much so that he was actually willing to do homework instead. Not surprisingly, he decided to work in the common room where it was more likely someone would distract him.

Granted, John's homework was an art project involving Play-Doh, construction paper, and paint that were scattered over the table top. Whatever he was making, it was definitely abstract art.

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Ino wandered in, rather bored, and perked up a little at the sight of someone already being in the room. "What are you doing?" She asked curiously, getting some juice out of the fridge while she was at it.

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John finished rolling some Play-Doh in his hands, and fixed the resulting shape to some paper. "It's supposed to be art." He peered at his work. "But I'm not so sure."

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"You're not sure?" Ino bit back a grin, "How can you not know?"

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"Well, I guess it depends on your definition of art," he said, using his finger to make dents in the Play-Doh mound. "And really, I'm only concerned with the teacher's definition."

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"Ahhh, so it's homework, then." She grinned, "It's very... abstract. Does your teacher like that?"

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"Let's hope!" John grinned. "At least it's an easy project to fake."

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Recognizing Ino from Ethics, Jaina gave her a smile in greeting. It probably looked a lot friendlier with the mask safely downstairs.

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Ino grinned back, recognizing Jaina. "Hi!" She sipped her juice, "I've had a really boring day, how 'bout you?"

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"Kept myself entertained," Jaina told her. "You have entertainment now, though. There's art!"

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"I'm pretty bad at it though," Ino admitted sheepishly, "but it's more fun than training some more."

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"What kind of training?" she asked, curious.

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Knowing his last encounter with Ino had been a little rough, A.J. still felt that it ended well enough, so when he spotted her, he gave her a light smile and a lift of his hand in a wave. "Hey, Ino."

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Ino offered A.J. a smile and said, "I haven't done much work on that super-powers list yet." She... just wasn't going to mention what else they'd talked about unless he brought it up first.

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"Because you can't think of a better super-power, that's why," A.J.'s grin grew a little wider, into a chuckle, shaking his head in mock disappointment.

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"I'm not used to thinking in terms of super powers." Ino made a face and stuck her tongue out at him, "My world doesn't work like that."

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Jaina had come up to the fifth floor to see John, so she was pleasantly surprised at not having to walk all the way down the hall. She'd left her mask downstairs, so it was more obvious to see her squinting at what he was doing. "New hobby?"

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"Yep, I've found my calling," he said, glancing up at her briefly in between making snakes of Play-Doh. "I'm going to be an artist."

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"Who needs flying anyway?" she said, taking a seat to watch him. She had to really focus, but she could mostly see. "What brought about this sudden change?"

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"You must not recognize my obvious artistic talent," he said, weaving the different colored snakes together messily.

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Teasing, she frowned, moved to sit on the floor so she could lean over and peer very closely at what he was doing, far closer than she needed to. "Ohhhh," she said after a moment, "there's some. I see it now."

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Maybe it was just that A.J. was bored and bopping around the dorms looking for something to do. Maybe it was just the natural call of art pulling him in, but A.J. poked his head into the fifth floor common room.

He spotted the project immediately. "Oooooh. Cool!"

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Fred John looked up from his Play-Doh sculpting. "There's plenty of stuff if you want to make anything," he said, gesturing at the table of Play-Doh containers. "How's your project coming?"

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A.J. definitely didn't need any convincing. He was having a seat on the floor and reaching for some Play-Doh before Fred John was finished inviting him. He smirked, with a little snort. "Which one? I've got, like, fifty of them going, not sure which I'll stick with."

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John dropped the Play-Doh and stared, "You have more than one project for class?"

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"Well, no, it's just...I have..." A.J.'s head tilted, his eyes focused on shaping the Play-Doh as he attempted to explain. "I keep...thinking I want to do one thing, right? So I'll start that, and then, I'll get this other idea, and start that, and then another, and then go back to the first one, and...I don't know. Whichever one is finished for class, is the one I go with, I guess."