3rd Floor Common Room: Sunday night [8-31-08]

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Peyton's room was way too damn boring, so she didn't want to start putting her records and things out till she had a chance to do something about that. Tomorrow she could hit up a store for paint and stuff. She wondered how Meg felt about bright red.

In the meantime she'd found the common room and was camped out there working on some of her artwork while the TV played mindlessly in the background.


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[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

As a boy in England, and then a King of Narnia, Edmund hadn't exactly been in the habit of preparing his own meals. It was something he was having to get used to here, but more often than not he couldn't find what he was looking for. That was why today he'd trekked up one floor to find the cereal he liked best out of what he'd tried so far.

After pouring a bowl with cereal and milk and finding a spoon, he set about conquering his growling stomach. It was then that he noticed someone else was in the room. "My apologies," he said after swallowing a mouthful of cereal. "I didn't mean to intrude."

[darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com]

Peyton looked up from her drawing. "What? Oh, hey, no, you're more than welcome. It's a common room, right?"

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"You seemed very intent on your work. I didn't want to interrupt. But if you don't mind?" He gestured to a chair so he could sit and eat. It wasn't very proper, but the cereal was a last resort for food and he'd waited until he was very hungry to finally venture out of his room to find something.

[darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com]

"Yeah sure, please sit," she said. "I'm just... you know, doing some drawing, trying to settle in. My room's a little... bland. It was making me crazy."

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"I understand. Believe me." He'd been holed up in his room far too much. "Did you arrive with the new students yesterday?"

[darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com]

She nodded. "Yeah, I did. Still adjusting to all the weirdness, you know?"

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"I can imagine it takes some getting used to. Forgive me, it seems that I found some cereal but lost my manners along the way. I didn't introduce myself. I'm Edmund."

[darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com]

"Oh gosh, yeah, Peyton. Peyton Sawyer," she said quickly. "It's nice to meet you, Edmund. I'm guessing you're not new?"

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"Still mostly new," he admitted. "I came here part-way through the summer, although it feels like much longer. I haven't taken to Fandom as quickly as I'd hoped." That had a lot to do with brooding instead of getting out and about, but he wasn't about to admit that. "Perhaps the new semester will be a good place to start again."

[darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com]

"You have no idea how nice it is to meet someone who doesn't thing this place is the best thing since sliced bread," Peyton said with a grin. "I mean, maybe it is, but it was looking a little Stepford-y to me, you know?"

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

He didn't understand the Stepford reference, but he definitely understood not believing this place was the best ever. Edmund nodded. "I agree. I understand that some people have come here from bad situations and it's a welcome relief, but not everyone. I'm sure it works well for most and really do think it's a wonderful place, but I'd rather take my time in coming to that conclusion myself."

[darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com]

"Exactly!" She smiled at him again. "Besides in all the movies you always know something's wrong when nobody can find a bad word to say about the place."

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

They hadn't told her about the invasions or gremlins or other things he'd heard? That was curious. "Perhaps they don't want to scare anyone off on their first day. I'm sure if you asked around now that the formalities are out of the way that you could get a fair description of the place."

[darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com]

"Uh oh..." She looked at him warily. "What wasn't I told?"

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

He did a poor job of it at the picnic, so Cal figured he should at least try to meet a few new people before anyone could give him a hard time about being antisocial. He figured, as well, that going to a different floor might be a good pool to dip into.

He poked his head into the room to see if anyone was there, and, seeing that there was, lifted a hand in greeting to...whoever. "Hey."

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"I can't answer that question fairly. I don't know what you were told yesterday."

[darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com]

Peyton looked up from her drawing. "Hey."

[darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com]

"That there was magic and aliens and weirdness, but that I'd get used to it and I should give everybody a chance."

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

After a second of looking at the girl, Cal was confident that, no, he hadn't seen her around, and then offered a small, friendly smile. "Hey," he said again, coming into the room after all and taking a seat nearby. "Working on something?"

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

Edmund nodded hello since his mouth was full of cereal.

[darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com]

Just some drawing," she said a little shyly. "Nothing special."

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

Cal nodded back and, despite the cereal probably staving off questions, asked, "New kid?"

He didn't recognize him, anyway, so it was probably a good guess.

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"They told the truth," Edmund said carefully, "but may have left out a few things."

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

He finished chewing and swallowed. "From last term. I haven't been out much." He'd been brooding. It was a time-consuming hobby. "I'm Edmund."

[darkangelsawyer.livejournal.com]

"And those things would be...?"