Fourth Floor Common Room; Saturday Evening.

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

His weekend, Cal decided, was just going to be full of new sorts of things, and he decided to stop being lazy in his room and go down to the common room to be lazy there. The common room had the added benefit of television, and he realized that he really hadn't bothered watching much modern TV.

...After a little while of flipping through the channels (after another while of trying to figure out the remote), Cal understood why he hadn't bothered. It was a weekend of new things, but he decided that watching TV wasn't one of them, and he soon turned it off, leaving for his room and coming back with a book and his script for the play to just do some good old reading.


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[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf wandered into the room and gave the residents a nod as he took out a large bottle of prune juice to drink. "Would any one else like some?" he offered in a gruff and barely polite manner.

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"You and your prune juice," Cal commented, faintly admiring as he shook his head at the offer. "And where the hell have you been hiding, Worf? I haven't seen you in ages."

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"I have been exploring the new section of the island," Worf replied. "And I was briefly sucked into Earth's history where I spent some time as a gladiator."

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"...While exploring the new section of the island?" Cal had to ask after taking a moment to digest all of that.

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"No," Worf replied. "I was in a school hallway at the time. Apparently I offended a locker somehow."

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"Man!" Cal couldn't help a light laugh. "I know you don't get along with almost anyone else on this island, but offending a locker? Impressive, Worf. Impressive."

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"Well it did send me to a place to do battle," Worf mused. "Perhaps it liked me more than I thought."

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"Did you fight, like, a lion?" Cal asked, grinning a bit at the new take on the situation. "Or other gladiators?"