Fourth Floor Common Room; Monday Evening [ 12/08 ].

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Ah. The couch. Very comfortable, very nice, especially after a long, hard day at the library and working oh-so-hard in Self-Defense Club. Cal reveled in the softness of the cushions and how easily his lanky body seemed to have no problem taking it over, and munching on delicious cookies that seemed to have been just waiting for him to consume.

The fact that Rumor Gal was on the TV was pure coincidence. Really. It was just on. Background noise. Somehow, 'someone' had lost the remote under the couch again. The fact that he appeared riveted to it was just more of his clear acting skills.


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After work, Worf headed back to the dorms and decided to leave the remaining Rokeg Blood pie in one of the common rooms in case someone wanted something more adventurous than cookies to eat.

He gave a nod to everyone in the room. "There is blood pie for those interested. What is on the viewing screen?"

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Oh, God, of all the...

"Nothing," Cal said, maybe a bit too quickly. "It was just on. Background noise."

Pause.

"There are hot chicks in it."

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Worf tilted his head at the screen.

"Nice legs."

...

"For a human."

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The wave of relief that washed over Cal at that moment was enough to wipe out an entire coastal city.

"Extremely nice," he assured Worf. "If there were a Greek goddess dedicated solely to legs, she'd be the radiant reincarnation of her."

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"They are well toned," Worf said nodding in appreciation. "Is this a documentary?"

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"I hope not," Cal said with a snort. "There's no way real people could be this ridiculous. It is kind of entertaining, though."

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"On this island there is no limit to ridiculous," Worf commented. "If there can be tiny white horses on a roof who is to say this is silly?"

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Cal lifted his hand. "Me," he answered.

"Seriously, though, this is a good episode. It's totally making up for last weeks."

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"What has happened?" Worf asked dreading the answer.

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"In a nutshell?" Cal asked. "Shit has hit the fan. The one guy died, the son's hit rock-bottom, all the wife's secrets are about to be spilled. There's some other shit about people I don't care about, because both the guys trying to get with the Leg Goddess are complete douches, and the whole wedding thing between the short guy and the designer's kind of cute, I guess, but, you know."

"Oh," Cal added, "and there aren't any redheads. Which is lame."

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"Has anyone swore vengeance for the dead?" Worf asked beginning to wonder if this was a show he should not get sucked into.

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"Um," Cal considered this. "He wasn't a very good guy? Kind of a dick, you know, but the son there was pretty pissed and seems out for a little blood."

He had to admit, that would probably up the entertainment factor a bit.

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Worf frowned. "So his dishonor was his own demise?" he asked.

That was somewhat more acceptable.

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"Exactly! Kind of. I'm still a little uncertain, because last week's episode was kind of lame and I only paid half attention, but he got in a car accident while driving to some party because his wife was there with her old flame who she's still all hot and bothered for. So, it's kind of up in the air, you know? He was really manipulative and a total jerk, but he was being wronged at the same time, too."

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"...Interhuman relationships are rather confusing," Worf replied. "If this was about Klingons their differences would be settled in a duel and the best warrior would win."

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"I think that's what the dead guy intended," Cal said, "and he probably would have won, too. He seemed the kind of guy that wouldn't take shit from anyone."

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"A warrior," Worf said with a nod. "His son must now battle his nemesis and regain his honor."

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"And while I think he could easily punch out his nemesis without a problem," Cal mused, "these Trout fellows seems to be more mental warriors than physical ones. Destroy their enemies through politics."

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"Bah. Politicians," Worf grumbled. "No wonder he takes a name of the fish. Slippery. Weak."

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Cal really couldn't help grinning at Worf's comparison. "Hey," he said, "not all of us are built to fight like warriors, you know."

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"One does not have to be a warrior to have honor," Worf noted gruffly. "Politicians on the other hand rarely do."

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Cal snorted. He was from the era of Nixon; he didn't need to be told that one twice.

"Good point."