Third Floor Common Room - Mid-Morning Tuesday

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He didn't have class for a while, since it was a Tuesday, but it had never been in his nature to sleep overly much; as such, he was in the common room. He'd originally thought of going out for a trip on the broom, but the foul weather had put that plan out of his mind quick enough. He'd seen the remainders of an old barn that'd been struck by lightning once; while he didn't know much about how it worked, he knew well enough that it wouldn't be wise to provide a closer target.

As such, he sat by the window with a book on crystology, since the television was horribly distracting (off or on). He wasn't taking notes just yet since he wanted to get a good idea of how the whole of the science worked before he started making assumptions on what might work for his invention, and it was all very interesting. So many choices he hadn't even known about, and the pictures showed so many beautiful things, some of which he remembered from the Magic Box. He'd have to pick one of those; you can't make something with parts you don't have, after all.

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[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad shrugged. "M'not saying I'm right," he said, "'cause that would mean you're wrong, an' I don't think you are. Just that it's....different. For everyone." He shoveled another handful of cereal into his mouth.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"Probably," he said. And for the second time in his life, felt deeply sorry for another individual.

...considering the first had been a crucified soldier at Red Windmill, that was quite an achievement.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

And Chad, oblivious and hungry, just maintained his usual quiet and continued to quietly, thoughtfully, eat. It gave him something to do with his hands, because he realized he couldn't do what he'd usually do with them at a time like this, running his fingers over the coin he used to wear around his neck. Yeah, he didn't remember things like his first kiss with Teddy, or his first kiss at all, but he liked to think that was more because he'd rather look forward to more than bother dwelling on ones passed.