Third Floor Common Room; Thursday, Noonish.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

This was a pretty bizarre phenomenon. Chad was up by noonish, when he didn't have to be. But the place seemed so dead during the holiday break that the quiet seemed to live as its own entity that kept him from being the usual dead log he was through these breaks. It was unsettling, and staying in his room only made it worse. He went to the common room, grabbed something to eat and can of vegetable juice to drink before taking over the couch, guitar in his lap, softly playing some nice, drawling Spanish chords. He hoped the sound of the music would maybe draw people out. If not, if they weren't conflicted with the Silence Sleeping Disorder that he was, well, then, at least he'd get in some practise, as well as think about the fact that new kids were coming in soon. He could start his new band soon maybe...


[[ open as common rooms be! I might disappear for shopping, but not for a bit. Also, my espresso percolator broke yesterday! I had to make my coffee the conventional way! THE HORROR! *chugs anyway* ]]

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[isourking.livejournal.com]

Ron wandered into the common room more likely searching for food than the music. He gave the tall guy a friendly wave as he got a pop tart out of the vending machine. "How's it going? You're Chad, right?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

With a grunt of greeting, Chad lifted in chin in his usual response back, especially since he couldn't exactly wave while continuing to play his guitar. It was starting to sound increasingly like a Spanish-influenced version of Hotel California. "Yeah," he said, after a moment of deciding against bothering with the complications of the fact of his name, and after taking a moment to try to remember the redhead's name. He knew they'd talked about it. He just couldn't...

Oh, wait. He was starting to remember now, he thought, although he was still very, very uncertain as he asked, "...is it...Bill? Something like that?" Short for Bilius, or something, if he recalled.

[isourking.livejournal.com]

"Ron, actually," he said with a shrug as he grabbed a spot on the couch. "You bored out of your nut as well? I can't believe I'm saying this but I'm looking forward to whatever insane class I end up in next semester."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Bill. Ron. Close enough. Chad grunted again as he nodded. "Yeah. I hate when it's so quiet around here. S'like...limbo. Eerie..."

[isourking.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. Never know when some bizarre thing is going to leap out at you," Ron said looking suspiciously around the room. "Especially this school."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad's head tilted, as if he'd never quite thought of it that way, but Bill here did have a good point.

In fact, almost as if on cue, it seemed to be at that given moment that, seemingly out of no where, having made his way from the room and following the sounds of Chad's guitar, Prince Oscar Pedro, naked and hairless as usual with the exception of a ridiculously bulky pea-green sweater that he seemed to be drowning in, had leaped up onto the back of the chair and let out a slightly hoarse meow in the vicinity of Ron's ear.

[isourking.livejournal.com]

Ron yelped and jumped away from the couch. He yanked out his wand and assumed a defensive stance as he looked at the bizarre creature in front of him.

"What in the blazes is that?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Faced with a wand, Prince Oscar Pedro tilted his head curiously. His big round eyes looked at Ron for a moment and then he flopped comfortably onto his stomach on the back of the couch, started purring noisily, and reached a paw out to bat at what he could only assume was a new toy.

"That's Prince Oscar Pedro Neko-kun," Chad explained, nonplussed and vaguely unconcerned, "the Third. That's my cat."

Prince Oscar Pedro let out a meow of confirmation, and purred some more.

[isourking.livejournal.com]

Ron's face scrunched up a bit in confusion as he watched the cat play with the end of his wand. "Are you sure about that?"

It looked like someone had skinned Crookshanks.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"...Yes?" The question came from the fact that Chad was confused that anyone wouldn't be, as the expression clearly expressed. If it wasn't hidden entirely by his hair as he looked over at Ron.

Prince Oscar Pedro seemed oblivious to everything except the wand, lightly batting at the tip and then, slightly, pulling back, as if ready to bolt off the couch at the first sign of trouble.

[isourking.livejournal.com]

"No offense mate," Ron said as he cautiously lowered his arm. "But I've never seen a cat like that. It looks like a house-elf wearing a sweater."

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin was back from his Christmas break, and wandering about looking to see who was around. He was also wearing a red hooded sweat shirt that he'd gotten for Christmas.

"Hi Chad!"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Robin," Chad lifted his chin in greeting as his hands were busy with his guitar. "I like the sweatshirt."

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

"Thanks! My mom gave it to me, since I'm up here in the frozen north."

[intraspective]

"Bigger brother!" Ino greeted cheerfully as she wandered in, "How've you been?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Bored," Chad answered, truthfully, as he looked up from his playing. "How're you, imouto?"

[intraspective]

She grinned at him, "Bored. I wish more people were around."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. Gets so quiet during the holiday. An' then there'll be more people for next semester."

[intraspective]

Ino leaned against the couch and laughed, "And I still haven't met everyone already here! Well, at least it'll be exciting."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"I've been here more than a year," Chad offered, "and I still feel I haven't met anyone, yeah. But it's always fun with the new kids. I might even get another sibling..."

[intraspective]

"Which means I'll have another one too, right? If you're my bigger brother..." Ino considered this. "Do you have to volunteer?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Yup, you'll have another one," Chad said with a nod. "You're stuck with it once you're connected to me, sorry. And, yeah, it's a volunteer thing."

[intraspective]

"Oh, good. It'd be a bit... weird... to be randomly assigned don't you think?" She cocked her head, "How many siblings do I have? Just you and Jeff?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Well," Chad stopped the playing to lift his head, eyes drifting thoughtfully. "Jeff's actually my second. John was my first little sib, so there's him, too. John had a little sis, but I think she dropped out? And Katara's my little sis, 'cause she's my roommate, not 'cause of the sibling program, but she counts, too, and she's got a real brother, Sokka, so I count him, too. So that's me, Jeff, John, Katara, and Sokka that I can think of. Five. And Faile in memory. So six."

There was a pause, and a frown.

"I really hope I'm not forgetting someone."

[intraspective]

"... and you want another sibling?" Ino was staring, somewhat incredulously at him.