Third Floor Common Room, Tuesday Afternoon

[bitchprince]

With the cold and his so-called 'class' being what they were, Arthur could no longer avoid spending at least some time within the dorms. So he took a broom into the common room, perched it somewhere against a wall nearby, and then cast a questioning eye over the room's contents.

At least a chair was a chair no matter where you went. He took a seat, a great, big, space-claiming seat, and leaned the elbow that wasn't contained by the sling on the arm of the chair. From that position, he took careful stock, including a wary one of the black box that rested in the room.

The locals seemed to have a thing about boxes.

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[future_sandworm]

Leto smiled. He had to keep an eye on this girl. Eventually he would need advisers, and what better if a few of them were from other worlds. "Any particular reason?"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"It's the best?" Turtle offered, the corner of her mouth going up in a smirk. "Some people will contest that, but I'd put good money down on the fact that the majority of people saying that simply didn't get into Harvard."

[future_sandworm]

Laughing, Leto replied: "And I have no knowledge on the matter, so I will have to trust your opinion."