Fourth floor common room, Tuesday evening

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Dean was bored of his room, so was out in the common room, feet propped up on the couch, soda and a big bowl of popcorn within easy reach as he divided his attention between American Idol and another one of the books Karal had left him.

Vkandis had some damned cool stories told about Him.

[ooc: open like common rooms usually are. Come keep me from being bored.]