Second Floor Common Room, Monday Afternoon

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

Bowl of cereal in hand, Andrew flopped down on a couch and turned on the television. He flipped through the channels, finally landing on an episode of Dirty Jobs.

"Oh, Mike," Andrew said aloud, "I do so appreciate you reassuring me that life isn't that bad." He could always be working in a waste water treatment plant.

He sighed and tugged on his shorts. Going commando wasn't nearly as comfortable as he thought it would be.

[CR open!]

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[death-and-pies.livejournal.com]

"Does the television talk back?" Ned asked, standing stiffly at the entrance to the common room. God, he hoped the television didn't talk back. He was just starting to get used to things.

[ihaveniceteeth.livejournal.com]

After a fruitless morning spent searching for her unmentionables, Gwen made her way downstairs to the common room. "Afternoon," she said, smiling as she found somewhere to sit down.

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

Andrew turned around. "It hasn't yet," he replied. "Why, do they talk where you're from?" It was a possibility.

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"Hi," Andrew said. "Feel free to change the channel. I was just feeling me some Mike Rowe this morning."

[ihaveniceteeth.livejournal.com]

"No, it's fine as is." Gwen hadn't really noticed the program before, but now she did. "Very fine. He's a bit alright."

[death-and-pies.livejournal.com]

"...not that I ever saw," Ned said after a moment's thought. "I'm from here. Earth. Not here. I haven't lived on the island or anything before. Like underground. I didn't do that."

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"He's all rugged and... dirty," he said with a nod. "And his voice can be strangely hypnotic." He smiled at Gwen. "Of course, it would be hotter if he had an accent like yours." Not South African, he reminded himself.

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

Andrew cocked his head to the side. "So you're not an underground cave dweller?" he asked for clarification.

[death-and-pies.livejournal.com]

"Right!" Ned said, happy to have resolved that. "I don't look like one, do I? I showered this morning!"

If Ned had been trying to be funny, he might have succeeded. Too bad he was mostly serious.

[ihaveniceteeth.livejournal.com]

"I can see why someone would want to feel him," Gwen agreed, tilting her head thoughtfully. "Yes, I can see where that would be very nice."

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

Andrew grinned. "No, you look perfectly clean," he said with a nod. "Do you want to sit down? Want some cereal? I'll pour you some." He was feeling the need to be useful.

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"Do you have many men like that back in..." Where was she from again? "... Cartilage?"

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf entered the CR looking for... Something. He eyed the television and boggled at it for a second or two.

"Dealing with sewage is considered entertainment?" He asked.

[death-and-pies.livejournal.com]

"Oh, good," Ned said, stupidly relieved that he looked clean. And, after a slight hesitation, he took a seat. "What kind of cereal?"

[ihaveniceteeth.livejournal.com]

"Cardiff," Gwen corrected absently. "Some, but definitely not enough of them. What about in Sunnydale?"

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"Well..." Andrew thought it over. "Yes." He was finding it very entertaining. "It's all in the portrayal."

[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

"G-Good afternoon," Hinata said, peeking her head into the room.

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"Sure, we get tall dark and handsome," he said. "But in the back of your mind, you always have to wonder if he's going to want to drink your blood, so it kind of ruins the overall effect."

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Andrew shrugged. "The common room is pretty well stocked. I guess it depends on if you like things super sweet or more full of fibery goodness."

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

Andrew waved, his mouth full of cereal. "Goo' 'fter'oon," he replied.

[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

It was probably a good thing that between Naruto and Kiba Hinata was used to ignoring when people talked with their mouths shut. "I d-don't believe we've m-met before," Hinata offered, stepping further into the room. "I am Hyuuga Hinata."

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

He swallowed. "Andrew Wells," he replied. "Feel free to have a seat or grab some food. You're new here, yes? Are you on this floor or just passing through?"

[death-and-pies.livejournal.com]

"Sweet, definitely," Ned said quickly. "I get enough fiber."

He didn't know where he was getting the fiber but it seemed like a good answer.

"I get so much fiber, that I have...the exact opposite of a fiber deficiency."

Which didn't make much sense but no one said Ned ever made sense.

"Sweets, yeah."

[ihaveniceteeth.livejournal.com]

Gwen winced. "It would rather."

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"He seems to be making light of the situation," Worf analyzed as he tugged on his cadet's uniform pants. "Is this meant to be humorous?"