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endsthegame ([personal profile] endsthegame) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2008-07-11 11:15 am

Second Floor Common Room, Friday Morning

If the radio was something to be believed, common rooms were a focal point of activity here. Ender had heard of people meeting, talking, forging friendships and forming their own groups up here, until they pulled back to the privacy of their own rooms.

For now, he didn't really feel like mingling. He didn't know how long he was to stay here, or why, except that they didn't want him on Earth back home and they taught classes here on things he'd never really thought about before. Or hadn't wanted to think about.

But if he wanted to grasp the rules of the school, he'd have to see it for himself. He didn't expect to spend a lot of time here, but it was still important to know: and so, quietly, unobtrusively, Ender made his way into the second floor common room in the morning, working the television remote until he found some history documentary on this time's previous century.

[ open like a common room, yay ]

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2008-07-11 05:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"Who does?" Dean said, coming over and sitting on the couch. "Classes, especially here, can be whacked out on occasion."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2008-07-11 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Dean chuckled. "Yeah, you get things like that. I had a sex history class last term which was co taught by a guy who I think thinks he's the ultimate player -- he's not by the way -- and a little fairy. Like literal fairy."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2008-07-12 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Pretty much, yeah. The whole trick is to not take any of it too seriously."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2008-07-12 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
"That's definitely a big clue. Unless it's a class in pillow fighting."